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October [-]th.

For the people of Nanjing City, this is an ordinary day, neither a festival nor a war.

But for the officials accompanying the capital, nobles and even well-informed wealthy households, this is a day of great significance.

The genius doctor Li Shizhen is about to perform an operation.

Surgery is the word that this person emphasizes. According to everyone's analysis, it should correspond to his philosophy of Taoism and medicine, a pair of hands in the "five ones".

Miracle doctor is everyone's respectful title, and famous doctors are often called "miracle doctor" respectfully.

But if this operation is successful, this is a genuine genius doctor.

God of God!

"Hmph, bravado, exaggeration, daydreaming!"

Tao Taoist also appeared in the East Garden, with three idioms in a row, expressing the rich thoughts and feelings deep in his heart.

He had just returned back then, so he didn't know what happened, but now he understands why Xu Pengju wanted to protect Li Shizhen under the temptation of "Huiyuan Pill", and even faintly realized that the other party's bet with him might be just to see for nothing Dan Shu ancient books, improve the success rate of this operation.

Tao Taoist was furious.

He snatched his spirit ghost, snatched his ghost ticket, even Danfang, how could it be like this?How can this be!
But even if he wakes up, the current situation is hard to get off.

The gambling has been completed, and if you want to go back to the ancient book of alchemy at this time, not to mention whether the other party has read it, if you spread it, outsiders will think that you are afraid of losing. This is absolutely impossible!

So at this moment, Taoist Tao could only pray silently: "Fail! Fail! The head transplant must fail!"

I was tying a scarecrow in my heart, and when I was desperately pricking the needle, a soft voice suddenly entered my ears: "Are you in trouble?"

Taoist Tao was stunned: "How dare you come to Nanjing City? Chaotian Palace and Taoist priests are all there!"

The voice was soft and authentic: "Don't worry, no one can guess my current identity, do you hate Li Shizhen?"

Taoist Tao pursed his lips and said: "This person has taken away the treasure of the poor, and he has a great hatred, but this matter has nothing to do with you. No matter what you do in Nanjing, just take care of yourself."

The voice smiled: "Since you are afraid of getting hurt, then that's fine. In fact, you know my skills very well. I can help you get back all the grievances you have suffered."

Taoist Tao's eyes flickered, and he replied after a while, "What do you want in return?"

The voice said calmly: "Don't practice the 'Huiyuan Pill' anymore, let alone try the idea of ​​'Jingxi Pill', we won't tolerate that kind of thing again!"

Taoist Taoist complexion changed dramatically.

"here we go!"

At the same time, the crowd waiting outside the park became agitated.

Two escort convoys appeared in sight.

Du Jiuniang's head and the countess' body have been kept in the Jinyiwei Prison.

The Countess's head and Du Jiuniang's body were always in the Chengyi residence.

Now, escorted by Jin Yiwei in flying fish suits and embroidered spring knives, they all arrived in the East Garden.

What was even more attractive was a handsome and handsome figure who stepped out.

"Is this person Dr. Li?"

"Seeing is better than hearing a hundred times!"

After two months of deliberation, Li Shizhen has become famous in Nanjing, but it is hard to see her. …

This man used to practice medicine in the Baicao Hall, but recently he has been living in seclusion, and it is difficult to see the dignitaries who come and go in the East Garden. A few days ago, even the Jinyiwei and the Sili Supervisor from Beijing were turned away.

This undoubtedly raised everyone's expectations even higher, and now seeing it, it really shines.

Not to mention anything else, just this demeanor alone gives people a sense of trust.

"gentlemen!"

Sincerity Bo Liu Shiyan was the first to greet him.

In just two months, this uncle, who was originally in good health, became thin and haggard. I am afraid that a serious illness will inevitably occur afterwards.

() And when he saw Li Yan, his eyes were red, and he rushed forward to bow down: "Please, my wife!!"

Li Yan supported him and shook his arm: "I will do my best!"

Liu Shiyan still made a deep obeisance: "No matter what, Mr. is very kind and virtuous, and I will never forget my sincerity!"

Li Yan said a few more words of comfort, and said to Luo Wanxiang, "Please, Daoist Luo."

"Brother Li, please don't worry, Pindao will stay here, and the operation will not be disturbed!"

As everyone went deeper together, they came to the specially prepared operating room in the East Garden. The Taoist of Chaotian Palace stood guard in front of the door, facing the crowd that surrounded him not far away, showing a door god-like expression.

Li Yan walked in alone.

In the face of such an earth-shattering event, the Great Defense of Ethics had to stand aside, so there were no assistants, no bystanders.
In some cases, the door closed silently, blocking the scorching sights from the outside.

The wooden sign was hung, and there were three handsome and powerful characters written on it——

in surgery!
operating room.

Xiaoqian floated out, placed the surgical tools, and sterilized them with Yin Qi at the same time, making final preparations.

Li Yan came to the two women to observe their condition.

The countess has been in a coma recently, and when she wakes up occasionally, she can only speak a few words to Liu Shiyan, without knowing the specific situation.

Liu Shiyan didn't want his wife to wake up at this time, to avoid greater mental torture, just treat it as a nightmare, the kind that wakes up and can't remember the details.

If you really can't wake up, it's better than being in pain at the last moment of your life
Du Jiuniang was always sober.

Compared to that time, she became even thinner. Because she had the body of a countess, she was not tortured in the prison for the past two months, but her expression was haggard, her eyes were dead silent, and she remained silent even in another place. language.

It wasn't until Li Yan prepared all the surgical tools, put down the life lamp, and brought the anesthesia soup in front of him, that the former courtesan's lips trembled, and a hoarse voice sounded: "Will the crimes done by my family in this life be repaid in the next life?" ?”

According to the setting of Journey to the West, those who enter the [-]th floor of the underworld will be rewarded for their evil. , the judge changed his lifespan to Yangshou, but overall he was still qualified.

But when Li Yan thinks about the current ghost messengers, accepting bribes openly and prolonging their lives, it is hard to say whether the underworld will still punish evil and promote good.

Of course, these words cannot be said, otherwise the world will only become more chaotic, like hell.

He said indifferently: "In life, don't deceive your heart. Who will the gods and ghosts let go? Good and evil will be rewarded in the end, and the only thing that comes is early and late."...

Du Jiuniang became more and more desperate when she heard this, and wept bitterly: "My mother is from a lowly family. I was born in the Qinhuai River. I can only be a prostitute in my life. I can't help myself. I only hope to be an ordinary person in the next life, born in poverty. Others, plowing the fields and farming, can’t even succeed.”

Li Yan sighed: "If the operation goes well, your crimes will be lessened."

But Du Jiuniang suddenly said: "Can the slave family redeem their sins? Who is the one who changed the slave's head?"

Li Yan nodded: "You were just thinking about it for a while, and you couldn't put it into action. You are the murderer who actually carried out the head change, making this tragedy a reality. If you can find the murderer, you may be able to save many tragedies that have not yet happened. , and there is nothing good about it.”

Du Jiuniang recalled bitterly, and said sadly: "But I still can't remember."

Li Yan put the decoction into his mouth: "Don't worry, when I break the magic and replace your heads, maybe I can also shake the blockage of memory. Drink the decoction and don't resist."

Du Jiuniang opened her mouth, gulped and swallowed, her eyes quickly became dazed.

Xiaoqian prepared the tools and watched as Li Yan waved down the silver needles and pierced into the vital points. Silk thread, cut it down.

outdoor.

Hundreds of people were waiting outside, looking forward to it.

The most nervous one must be Liu Shiyan, he couldn't even stand still and needed the help of the housekeeper to barely stand still.

Apart from Uncle Cheng, who was related to his wife's life, none of the dignitaries present was not nervous.

Apart from being nervous, the young Xungui was more excited, had the feeling of witnessing anecdotes, and was satisfied with the psychology of curiosity.

In addition to being nervous, the middle-aged and elderly Xungui was more eager, especially the greedy expressions of the gray-haired old men who were dying, who wanted to suppress it, but couldn't suppress it.

"I'm afraid the troubles will begin after the surgery is completed."

Chen Jingqi, the young owner of Baicao Hall, was also among them, standing back, his eyes swept over Xu Pengju and his party, and then fell on another group of people, showing concern.

What Chen Jingqi looked at was Yang Jinshui from the Rites Supervisor and Zhu Qi from Jin Yiwei.

There is a little space around them, and there is a feeling that strangers are not allowed to enter, but they dare not stay too far away, which can be described as fierce.

Zhu Qi has long been used to standing upright with no expression on his face. Yang Jinshui also had an elegant smile on his mouth, but when his eyes swept across the door of the operating room, he was a little cold at first, and then involuntarily showed a touch of heat.

He got Lu Fang's order, and he came here only to satisfy the curiosity of his master, Long Live, to see what happened to this strange case in Nanjing.

But it was only when the head replacement surgery really began to be carried out that it seemed to be related to me.

The weak want a healthy body, the short want a tall body, the unhealthy want a healthy body, and become a man again.
Even if you are in a high position and have great power, you will inevitably be 100% satisfied with your body. There was no way to do it before, but now it seems that there is a chance to make up for the regret
After waiting for a long time, Yang Jinshui's emotions surged, and finally he couldn't help but say: "If this person is talking too much without real talent and learning, and the sin of despising Qiye before, our family will have to settle with him!"

Zhu Qi responded, unable to detect any emotion: "Yes."

Yang Jinshui lowered his voice: "But if this is done, we must invite this genius doctor back to Beijing, and the master, Long Live, will be very happy!"

Zhu Qi raised his voice slightly this time, and responded, "Okay."

It didn't take long for the voice to fall.

The autumn wind blows.

Turn the wooden sign over.

The operation is over.