Douluo: Make a gun first

Chapter 111 Sterile Operating Room

Sure enough, as soon as Shen Feng's voice fell, Dugu Bo took the lead and rushed out, followed by Zhao Wuji, Ye Lingling and Ma Hongjun.

Shen Rui and Ling Na didn't come, they must be protecting Oscar.

Dugu Bo walked forward, first took a look at the battle scene, then turned his gaze to Shen Feng, and Flanders and others lying on the ground.

"Xiao Feng, how is the situation?"

Shen Feng shook his head: "The Titan Ape retreated a quarter of an hour ago. The situation in Flanders is not optimistic."

"teacher!"

Before Shen Feng could finish his words, Ma Hongjun immediately rushed over, hugged Flanders and started crying loudly.

"Teacher, teacher, you died so tragically"

Shen Feng frowned slightly, reached out and grabbed Ma Hongjun's shoulders and threw him out.

Ma Hongjun rolled on the ground for a few times, then crawled up again, and was kicked back by Shen Feng again.

"Fatty, calm down!"

Ma Hongjun was immediately heartbroken and pounded his hands on the ground: "Brother Feng, my teacher is dead. Don't I have the right to mourn him? Why did you stop me?"

Shen Feng was speechless for a while: "Who told you that he was dead? He is just seriously injured and unconscious now."

"If you continue to rush at him without knowing the severity of the situation, he might really die in your hands."

After saying this, Shen Feng no longer paid attention to Ma Hongjun who was already in a daze, and turned to look at Ye Lingling.

"Lingling, please take care of Dean Flanders' injury."

Ye Lingling nodded, but did not release her soul skill immediately. Instead, she walked forward, squatted down and examined Flanders' body inch by inch.

Ten minutes later, Ye Lingling stood up with a frown on her face, "It can be cured, but it requires surgery."

"Use a knife?" Zhao Wuji was shocked: "How do you use a knife? Why haven't I heard that a healing spirit master needs to use a knife to treat?"

"Isn't it enough to release the soul skill and heal the injury?"

Ye Lingling shook her head: "General injuries can indeed be treated that way, but this person's injuries are too serious."

"Most of the bones in his body have been broken, and many of them are stuck in his internal organs. If I treat them directly, those broken bones will grow together with his body and form hidden injuries, blocking blood vessels and meridians, and even affecting the normal operation of his organs."

"Even if we rescue him by then, those hidden injuries will be enough to take his life in the next few days."

"So we had to use a knife to cut open his skin and muscles, remove the broken bones that were stuck in his internal organs, and then piece them together while we were healing him."

"This treatment method was developed by my father when he was alive. Even after being treated by him, half of the patients died mysteriously shortly after being cured."

"I only have theory and have never put it into practice, so I can't guarantee 100% success. I can only say I will try my best."

After hearing Ye Lingling's treatment method, everyone present, except Shen Feng, was shocked.

It was not for any other reason, but because Flanders' injuries were too severe. If he were to be treated according to Ye Lingling's method, it would be tantamount to cutting Flanders open and skinning him alive.

They had never seen or even heard of such a horrific treatment method.

Moreover, Ye Lingling's father's treatment success rate was 50-50. For Ye Lingling, who had never practiced it before, one can imagine what her success rate would be?

For a moment, everyone at the scene fell into silence, and no one dared to make the decision to allow Ye Lingling to stop the treatment.

Shen Feng stepped forward and held Ye Lingling's hand, his eyes firmly fixed as he said, "I'll make the decision. Follow Lingling's plan. I'm sure I can increase the old man's chances of survival."

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone turned their eyes to Shen Feng.

Shen Feng did not hesitate and gave the order directly: "Old man, please make a closed room, leaving only one door for entry and exit."

"Fatty, you come and glaze the room. Remember, there must be no dead corners left. This is related to Dean Flanders' chance of survival."

Ye Lingling's eyes lit up, "Are you trying to isolate yourself from the outside world?"

Although Ye Lingling didn't know anything about bacteria, the medical skills inherited from her family were enough to teach her how to increase the wounded's chances of survival.

The reason why her father Ye Tianxin was called the Medical Saint was not only because of the reputation brought by the Nine-Hearted Begonia Martial Spirit, but also because of his miraculous medical skills. Dugu Bo had come into contact with microscopes from Shen Feng, and naturally had observed bacteria in person, so he immediately understood Shen Feng's plan.

He nodded, and without saying a word, he built a small earthen room of five meters by five meters.

"Go ahead, I believe in Xiao Feng."

Dugu Bo's words undoubtedly gave everyone present a strong shot of reassurance.

Ma Hongjun nodded immediately, and with the sound of a phoenix, he completed the possession of his martial spirit. With a determined look in his eyes, he began to vitrify the small room meticulously.

Seven minutes later, Ma Hongjun's spiritual power was completely exhausted, and he sat on the ground gasping for breath.

Shen Feng nodded, condensed the water element and began to cool the room.

Soon, a Douluo Continent version of a sterile operating room was completed by the three of them working together.

Shen Feng said to Dugu Bo, "Old man, please use poison to paralyze Dean Flanders's senses. I'm worried that the pain from the operation will be too much for him to bear."

Dugu Bo nodded, waved his hand and shot a green poisonous mist towards Flanders, then took out a porcelain bottle and handed it to Shen Feng.

"The poison can last for three hours. The pills in this porcelain bottle are Ma Fei San, which I developed to relieve physical pain. Although it is not as effective as the poison I administered myself, it can also be used in an emergency."

"There are pills in the bottle. Each pill can extend the paralysis time by an extra half an hour. A total of eight hours, I think that should be enough."

Shen Feng took the porcelain bottle and nodded: "Eight hours is more than enough."

As he said that, Shen Feng turned around and picked up Flanders from the ground, and cast his eyes on Ye Lingling, "Come on, I'll go in with you, I can help you."

Ye Lingling smiled and nodded: "Thank you for giving me courage."

Shen Feng was stunned for a moment. What courage? I can really help you.

But he couldn't refute Ye Lingling anymore, so he just smiled and nodded, then led the way to the sterile operating room.

When the two of them approached the sterile operating room, Shen Feng moved his mind, and four ice walls rose behind them, surrounding them and the sterile operating room.

Shen Feng glanced at Ye Lingling awkwardly: "Lingling, there are also a lot of bacteria on our clothes, which can easily cause wound infection during treatment, so..."

Ye Lingling was stunned for a moment: "Bacteria? Wound infection?"

Shen Feng nodded, and then spent a few minutes to make a long story short, explaining to Ye Lingling what bacteria are and what wound infection is.

Ye Lingling looked at Shen Feng with a scrutinizing gaze: "Are you saying that the reason why my father's success is so low is because of this bacterial infection?"

Shen Feng nodded and said firmly: "Yes, otherwise with the methods of the Medical Saint, the success rate of this kind of treatment method of opening the abdomen can be at least more than 90%."

"Oh, then let's do as you say."

"Really? I'm not lying.? What did you say?"

Ye Lingling blushed and repeated, "I said, I believe you, let's do as you say."

Shen Feng swallowed his saliva and took a deep breath: "Then I'm sorry!"

After he finished speaking, Shen Feng gathered the water elements in the air and drew a stream of clear spring water from the void, conducting a comprehensive and deep cleansing on Ye Lingling, Flanders, and himself.

Without sterile suits, all conditions did not meet the requirements. Shen Feng had no choice but to use pure water elements to wash away the invisible bacteria and dust on their bodies.

During the cleaning process, Ye Lingling's face turned red and she endured it very hard. After all, certain parts also needed to be cleaned thoroughly.

Three minutes later, all the impurities on the three people were washed away, and Shen Feng directly condensed a cold corridor leading to the sterile operating room.

After all three of them entered, Shen Feng waved his hand to freeze the entrance and exit, leaving only a small ventilation hole, and also used a layer of flame to provide a certain degree of barrier.

When everything was ready, Shen Feng summoned his martial spirit, the Thunder Blade, and controlled it to shrink continuously until it eventually became a palm-sized black knife.

"I will perform the operation, and you retain your soul power to treat it. We will cooperate with each other."

Ye Lingling nodded: "Okay, let's do it."

(End of this chapter)