World-Ending Demon Emperor
Chapter 346 - 191: Saving the King, the Hand of Miracle!_3

Chapter 346: 191: Saving the King, the Hand of Miracle!_3

The eunuchs of the Rage Wave Dynasty were divided into two factions, the Li Family and the Gao Faction.

Li Chenglian was the current leader of the Li Family, while Gao Yin, who stood before them, led the Gao Faction.

Li Zhu, who attended to Zhi Ning, was Li Chenglian’s adopted son. As for Gao Ningshi, who served Zhi Ting, he was Gao Yin’s adopted son.

The eunuchs from both factions continued their lineage by adopting sons and grandsons. Although none of them originally bore the surnames Gao or Li, after being taken in, they all changed their surnames accordingly.

Before them, Gao Yin seemed so frail as if a gust of wind could blow him away; he did not hold a candle to Li Chenglian in appearance.

However, he had another title, that of the mightiest martial artist in the Rage Wave Palace, and perhaps even in the entire City of Rage Wave.

Unless something unforeseen had occurred, this person should be the most skilled in martial arts that Count Suo Lun had ever met.

Gao Yin immediately knelt on both knees and said, "I pay my respects to the princess."

Zhi Yan came forward to help him up, but she did not speak the pleasant platitudes that Zhi Ning would.

Gao Yin’s murky gaze shifted toward Suo Lun and asked, "This would be Count Suo Lun of Tianshui City, right?"

Bowing his head, Suo Lun answered, "Suo Lun of the lineage behind me, pays his respect to Elder Gao."

Gao Yin looked at Suo Lun with a trace of affection in his eyes, then, without inquiring further, said, "Go on in."

Following Zhi Yan into Purple Jade Mountain, Suo Lun intended to fall half a step behind, but Zhi Yan always kept pace with him, never leading by even half a step.

Of course, she wasn’t doing this so Suo Lun wouldn’t stare at the curves of her waist and hips, but rather she was insistent on the notion of equality.

"Elder Gao looked at me strangely just now, as if I were... a nephew of sorts," Suo Lun said.

Zhi Yan explained, "When your father was young, he served as an attendant to my father for several years. They both studied martial arts under Elder Gao. My father was quite average, but your father was extremely talented and became a favored disciple of Elder Gao."

Suo Lun was taken aback, never having expected this piece of history.

Upon reaching the summit of Purple Jade Mountain, King Quo Bian’s Ziyu Palace lay before them.

True to its name, it was a purple palace; however, it was not particularly large, spanning only a few hundred square meters.

At the door stood an aged eunuch, who appeared just slightly younger than Gao Yin.

"Xiao Gao Weng, I’ve brought Count Suo Lun to see father," Zhi Yan said.

Xiao Gao Weng, also known as Gao Yu, was the second in command of the Gao Faction eunuchs.

Gao Yu was extremely cold and opened the door meticulously without any form of interaction.

Suo Lun followed Zhi Yan inside Ziyu Palace, weaving through halls and corridors, until they reached the highest room.

At first glance, he saw King Quo Bian lying on the bed.

Indeed, the King was barely clinging to life, his breath as thin as a thread.

His body was emaciated, his eyes open, but he could not move an inch.

He had suffered a stroke, or in terms of Earth, a cerebral hemorrhage—an extremely frightening condition with a high mortality rate even on modern-day Earth.

Moreover, the only way to save him would be to perform a craniotomy.

However, Suo Lun was not a doctor, and with the medical capabilities of this world, a craniotomy would undoubtedly lead to certain death.

The key to treating a cerebral hemorrhage was to clear the accumulated blood within the brain to relieve the pressure and impact on it. Only then would the threat of death be mitigated; recovery of the brain function would be a slower process thereafter.

By all appearances, the King’s condition was severe, but there was a glimmer of hope.

It was grave because the hemorrhage had compressed his most vital brain areas such that he could not move at all, not even roll his eyes.

The optimism stemmed from the fact that he had survived for half a month, still clinging to life.

However, in this world, his condition was absolutely beyond help because craniotomy did not exist. But for Suo Lun, it was an exception.

"Yao Xing, can you enter the King’s brain and clear out all the accumulated blood?" Suo Lun asked.

"It’s possible, and quite easy," Yao Xing replied.

Suo Lun turned to Zhi Yan and said, "I can save the King, but I need to make a small hole in his skull. Moreover, when I heal, there must be no one else around."

"Alright," Zhi Yan replied straightforwardly, without any hesitation or indecision.

Then, drawing a dagger, she asked, "Where should I make the hole, how deep, and how wide?"

Pointing to the back of the head, Suo Lun instructed, "Here, pierce through the skull, but be careful not to damage the brain itself; a diameter of one-fourth of an inch will suffice."

No sooner had Suo Lun finished speaking than Zhi Yan’s dagger thrust down like lightning.

In an instant, a hole was made at the back of the King’s head, precisely piercing through the skull.

This woman, her actions were truly decisive.

"May I leave now?" Zhi Yan asked.

Suo Lun nodded.

After Zhi Yan had left, Suo Lun cut his own finger with the dagger, drawing blood.

He then pressed the wound against the King’s, allowing their blood to mix.

Yao Xing’s energy tendrils, via the blood, penetrated the King’s cerebral vessels.

Little by little, the blood accumulation inside the brain was removed, more delicately and precisely than even the finest scalpel could manage—a hundredfold more so.

Clearly, he was about to create a miracle once again.

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