A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Chapter 314: Surgery Experiment

Translator: LiamHW

Yuan Wenxuan perceived sensitively that the mask Song Qinghan was wearing was not the old one Hualian made. So dubiously he took a glance at Muye.

Was that his own idea or, Song Qinghan instructed him to?

Song Qinghan moved himself behind Muye, observed carefully while holding his his own chin, and then made the judgement in certainty, “You connected them in a wrong way, there is a subtle difference between two sides of the valve, which you might fail to distinguish them by your naked eyes.”

When the crowd heard the word “valve”, Wu Dahu did not have much reaction, yet the doubt in Yuan Wenxuan’s eyes deepened. He subconsciously took a few steps to the side. And when he saw the human body placed in front of Muye and Song Qinghan, he seemed to have been utterly shocked by something as his whole body twitched.

Perceiving the odd reaction Yuan Wenxuan was showing, Wu Dahu followed his line of sight, but because a board was placed on the dais in front of Mu Ye and Song Qing Han, he could not see anything.

“What’s wrong?” He asked Yuan Wenxuan in a low voice.

Yuan Wenxuan was now in a somewhat complicated mood and did not know how he was able to inform Wu Dahu with what he had learnt from what he just saw, instead, he could only answer in a vague tone, “Nothing, nothing much…”

He had always thought that this kind of surgery stuff was only known to Song Qinghan in this world, but he didn’t expect that in this remote Xingyue City, there would be another person who knew about it.

The reason why the possibility of Song Qinghan teaching that person to process the surgery was ruled out directly was because of the words that Song Qinghan said just then, “assist him in his experiments”.

If Song had taught him, even if he was modest, he wouldn’t have used the word “assist”, so this proves that Muye was the one who performed the operation!

If this is the case, then the mask on Song Qinghan’s face must be made by Muye as well.

Who would have thought that someone in the world would share the exactly same idea with Song Qinghan!? That was in fact an amazingly shock news!

After thinking about it, Yuan Wenxuan finally understood Song Qinghan’s calm mood, which must be the same as the feeling of meeting someone of the same kind. Although they had not met before and were even a bit unpleasant against each other, they subconsciously felt grounded and at ease because they knew that the other person was the same kind of person as themselves.

He overlooked the fact that if Song Qinghan really thought the same as he did, he would not be so calm as a pond of water without disturbance, after all, it was not that long since the two of them had met, and that initial excitement should by definition have not yet passed.

He wanted to take a few steps forward to see what they were experimenting with, but dismissed the idea when he noticed the expressions of concentration on their faces.

The fact that even Song Qinghan could only assist meant that the experiment was significant and it would be better for him not to disturb it.

After a discussion with Muye for a while, Song Qinghan noticed that this guy in front was currently absorbed in the surgery stuff, so suddenly he uttered, “I’ll take my friend to find a place to settle down first. I will come back after half an hour.”

Muye didn’t even raise his head, nodded haphazardly and said, “Go ahead and hurry up, the most important part will come in a moment, if not let them stay here until we are done.”

Song Qinghan shook his head and said decisively, “They are tired from rushing over. They need to rest for a while.”

Since Song Qinghan was that stubborn on that, Muye did not say anything further but was completely concentrated on the experiment at hand.

Although Song Qinghan reached here half a day earlier than Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan, he was acting like he was quite familiar with this place already, and he did not even ask for a servant to escort but led the two alone by himself heading to the deeper space underground.

There was nothing but eccentric silence accompanying them all the way, and Wu Dahu, sensitive enough to figure out that the ambience right now was queer, didn’t open his mouth rashly about hidden matters, but only made a couple of casual remarks.

“This place seems to have been built for a long time. I wonder if other people know this place?”

“It seems that the Saint Son is still a teenager, is he the executive here?”

“How long are you going to stay here? Is it true that they are the culprits messing up everything with us since we are here?”

“…”

Song Qinghan just listened silently and didn’t say anything. When he entered a seemingly ordinary room, he turned around and glanced at the each side in the room meticulously. And then he turned to get a basin of water in the corner and place it on the table while saying softly, “You must be exhausted from this journey for so long. Let’s get your faces clean.”

Before Wu Dahu could react, Yuan Wenxuan took the initiative to walk over and casually poured some water on his face. When he opened his eyes again, he found that Song Qinghan was already writing on the table with his index fingertip dipped with water.

He opened his eyes wide as if in great shock and looked back to the door subconsciously. As there was no one else out there, he fixed his gaze at the table again and started to read the characters written by Song Qinghan on the table.

Wu Dahu did not have to bother himself to walk over to have a closer observation because he was standing aside. So when he saw the words, he reacted quickly before Yuan Wenxuan could say something, and he asked, “What about us?”

At the moment Wu Dahu asked so, Song Qinghan paused suddenly as he hurried to write some warning words on the other extra blank space on the table. “DO NOT SPEAK”, he wrote and then continued to finish the unaccomplished ‘statement’ he wanted to express.

He didn’t write so many, yet three points of what he tried to imply could be summarized in general: First of all, Muye was already at his fifties, secondly the experiments were to be practiced on human alive; thirdly, it was impossible for them to escape without the permission of Muye.

All these scattered pieces of information solely were a shocking news for Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan already, let alone if they read them all in a row.

Wu Dahu then paused in shock, while recalling the picture he first met Muye. It was totally an astonishing thing for him that the wrinkle-less and teenager-looking guy turned out to be an old man at his fifties. And surprisingly, it was in fact an old man who acted agilely with a super sober mind.

He was still in a great shock, while Yuan Wenxuan was dipping his finger ready to communicate.

“What kind of experiment are you two carrying out?””

Song Qinghan paused for a moment as if he was hesitating. But at the end he still wrote on the table: He wants immortality.

Immortality? It was also an uncommon legend to be mentioned in any piece of fairy tale, after all, all the people here seemed to tend to focus on practical matters instead of virtual ones. Therefore, as soon as Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan read the words, both their pupils seemed to have just experienced a great quake within.

Wu Dahu followed to dip his finger with water, and he wrote, “Hasn’t he made it?”

Even though he did not make the meaning that clearly, Song Qinghan could still understand what he meant. It was simply because that the unmatched look of Muye made him in disbelief.

Song Qinghan pondered for a brief moment, and then he wrote again so as to answer Wu Dahu’s question, “Not yet, but very soon.”

It seemed that this answer had indeed brought the bigger shock to the two. If the immortality stuff was a real thing to make come true, did it mean that everyone was allowed to live longer in the future and not die away? Or, was it predictable that in the near future, the scenario that two hundred-year-old men greeted each other as they both possessed a younger look would be in reality?

In fact, they were not the only ones who felt rather shocked over that, Song Qinghan also barely felt the peace in his mind when he wrote those words.

Well, of course he would have such a feeling in that way. After all, even the most modern medicine pioneers who had learned and assessed the most developed medicine science in the modern time were unable to make it a success to make human immortal. BUT, in such an ancient time and an unknown continent, someone did have that extraordinary capacity to discover the method?

However, even though this Muye guy was discovering the methods, it was still a long way to go. Unpleasantly speaking, it might looked easy but in fact was more difficult than climbing to heaven.

Song Qinghan covered all his thoughts up, reached out to erase all the marks on the table, and then he whispered, “Time’s up now, you two get a rest here, and I will come find you after I finish everything with Muye.”