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The scalpel, scissors, tweezers, and other specialized surgical tools were handcrafted by Jiang the blacksmith from Niujia Town.

The high-concentration alcohol is a disinfectant solution repeatedly distilled by the Niujia Town Distillery under the guidance of Zhou Wu.

The sutures are made from sheep intestines. After being cleaned, disinfected, rubbed, and dried, the sutures are formed. Once the wound is closed, the sheep intestines will be automatically absorbed by the body, eliminating the need for a second suture removal.

As for the anesthesia, Zhou Wu didn't need to worry about that at all. Zai Hongfei had several kinds of herbal medicines that could make people fall into a coma, each of which could make people sleep like a dead pig.

The reason for delaying the surgery for three days was twofold: firstly, to allow Zai Hongfei to practice beforehand, and secondly, to allow Li Junren to get used to it and prepare himself mentally.

However, Zhou Wu seemed to have misjudged the second point. For the past two days, Li Junren had been unable to eat or sleep properly, feeling like a lamb to the slaughter, spending each day in fear.

Finally, the day of the surgery arrived. Almost all the forces, intentionally or unintentionally, sent people around the Crown Prince's residence. Even the restaurants and teahouses, which usually had poor business, were full of people. On the nearby streets, even the street vendors became more numerous.

Li Tiancheng and the Empress even came to the Crown Prince's residence in person, wanting to know the result as soon as possible.

"Hey, Zhou Wu."

"How did you come."

Li Xixue suddenly appeared behind Zhou Wu, startling him.

“I came with my father and mother. Are you really confident that you can heal my brother, the Crown Prince, from his injuries?”

In the end, Li Xixue seemed a little worried. Although she always presented herself as carefree to outsiders, having grown up in the royal family since childhood, how could she not know some of the unsavory things? Therefore, she knew that this success or failure would have a huge impact on Zhou Wu.

"Just do your best."

"How about I tell Father right now that you can't cure him? At worst, we'll get a scolding, but that'll be better than nothing."

Li Xixue's excessive concern touched Zhou Wu, but also made him somewhat resistant.

"It's too late to say this now. Besides, do you want your crown prince brother to be a cripple for the rest of his life?"

Upon hearing that her elder brother, the Crown Prince, would be crippled for life, Li Xixue suppressed her earlier impulse and could only pray silently in her heart.

"See Your Majesty."

"No need for formalities. How confident is Zhou Wu in his success?"

"Fifty percent."

This was the question that everyone present was most concerned about, but Zhou Wu's answer left everyone with mixed feelings: was 50% high? No, was it low? It didn't seem low either.

Li Junren was already lying on the operating room bed. Compared to the anxiety of the previous days, he was not so nervous when the day of the surgery actually arrived.

"Your Highness, if you drink this medicine, you won't feel any pain during the surgery."

Zai Hongfei brought out the anesthetic soup he had prepared beforehand and made Li Junren drink it. Only at this moment did Li Junren realize that there was a sleeping potion in it, and that he had been scared for nothing the past two days.

"Gentlemen, please wait a moment,"

The entire operating room contained only Zai Hongfei, Zhou Wu, and Yin Xue. Guards arranged by Li Tiancheng stood watch outside the door, and no one was allowed to enter.

"Father, Mother, Lord Zhou said the operation will take a long time. Please move over and rest for a while."

Although the Crown Princess was in a state of utter confusion, she could only force herself to remain calm and keep the Emperor and Empress company.

. . . . . .

Inside the operating room, the anesthetic had taken effect, and Li Junren had fallen into a deep sleep. Zai Hongfei was the chief surgeon, Zhou Wu provided technical guidance, and Yin Xue assisted throughout the process.

Fortunately, Zai Hongfei was extremely talented in medicine. Although his experience with surgery was very short, he was fully capable of handling the Crown Prince's injuries. Moreover, the problem with his leg did not involve any internal organs, so the risk was extremely low.

The surgical tools that Zhou Wu had ordered to be made were indeed easy for Zai Hongfei to use. He disinfected them, cut open the wound, manually corrected and fixed the bone, then disinfected it again, and finally sutured the wound.

When Zhou Wucai first came into close contact with the surgical site, he personally experienced why there was a person specifically responsible for wiping sweat when doctors were performing surgery. It was simply too physically demanding.

Inside the operating room, a tense surgical procedure was underway, but an argument broke out outside. Zhou Wu heard it, but at that moment, he was performing the final suturing, and there was no room for carelessness.

"Let me in! How dare you stop me? Don't you want to live?"

"Your Highness, I'm sorry, His Majesty has ordered that no one may enter."

"Bullshit, my older brother is inside. As his younger brother, I have to go and see what's wrong with him. Get out of my way, all of you."

"I'm sorry, Fourth Prince, the Crown Prince is receiving treatment inside, and outsiders are not allowed to disturb him."

The fourth prince was stopped by two guards, and he was clearly embarrassed and angry. However, the guards were bound by the emperor's orders and dared not let the fourth prince in. Even though they knew what kind of person the fourth prince was, they could only stop him at this moment.

"Damn it, am I an outsider? Men, kill these two bastards!"

"promise."

The Fourth Prince was truly enraged. At his command, the accompanying guards drew their swords, and the guards at the door, seeing this, had no choice but to draw their swords as well, upholding their duties.

Just as the two sides were locked in a tense standoff, Li Tiancheng arrived.

In fact, Li Tiancheng had already heard the voice of the Fourth Prince, Li Zheng. However, he suddenly had a whim to see another side of his beloved Fourth Prince. Sure enough, he was shocked to find that the Fourth Prince, who was usually so polite and courteous in front of him, was actually so arrogant, domineering, and unreasonable.

These two guards were here on my orders. If this rebellious son dared to lay a hand on them, wouldn't anyone else have been beheaded long ago?

"I have met my father."

Li Zheng never expected that his father, the emperor, would be here, and that he would be caught in the act. He looked up slightly and saw that Li Tiancheng's face was as black as charcoal. This was it.

Li Zheng's eyes darted around, his mind racing as he tried to figure out how to resolve the situation.

"You unfilial son! Your elder brother, the Crown Prince, is still inside receiving treatment, yet you dare to shout and yell here, and even dare to fight with my Imperial Guards. Do you even respect me?"

"Father, please forgive me. Your son knows he was wrong."

It must be said that the Fourth Prince Li Zheng was very clever. At this moment, he did not try to argue, but instead accepted Li Tiancheng's reprimand without hesitation.

This left Li Tiancheng with no excuse to continue his outburst. Looking at his son kneeling before him, prostrating himself on the ground, Li Tiancheng's anger instantly subsided by half. Just then, the operating room door opened, and everyone's attention was drawn to Zhou Wu emerging from the operating room. Li Zheng's affair was thus put to the test.