Eight Hundred and Ninety-Two Special Methods

In the palace of Minister Gurlo in Serris City of the Alanhill Empire, two officials who are responsible for the health of Mr. Gurlo are waiting for the people in front of them to give a reasonable solution.

A doctor in a white coat with a pair of glasses with deep myopia introduced: "The doctors here tend to treat conservatively... If the condition can be stabilized, Minister Gurlo can live for at least a year. time."

However, his complexion is not very good, because the matter has gone beyond his control: "It's just that the condition has begun to deteriorate. Our doctors here are already the best in the country."

"There is no need to be humble at all. The doctor who is treating Minister Gurlo now is definitely the best doctor in the world." Another doctor glanced at the doctor who spoke, and then answered.

The attending doctor put his hands behind his back, thought about his words, and said to the two officials sent by the royal family: "The risk of craniotomy is too high. At the age of Mr. Gurlo, 90% of him will die directly from the operation." on stage."

"Damn it, don't you experts have anything to do?" An official who came here to take care of Gurlo on behalf of the royal family complained worriedly, and then asked.

"My lord, we have tried our best! The patient's body is very aging. In this case, we do not recommend surgery for the patient." The attending doctor thought about it and decided to tell the truth.

The patient's bodily functions are already aging. In this case, choosing to have an operation hastily is no different from killing the patient.

The leading royal official didn't speak, but just looked at the magician who looked a little embarrassed on the other side.

The magician in black robe saw the other party's gaze, lowered his head slightly, and introduced: "Our magician team is trying to find a way... Magic can't cure diseases. Helpless."

He knew that he couldn't pass the test just by saying that, so he continued to say to the two officials: "We are discussing, if some special methods are used to turn Minister Gurlo into a magician, then his disease may There will be a possibility of self-healing."

"Several saints from the Ministry of Magic are looking up ancient books. It's too early to give up now. At least we should...should try again." Another magician hurriedly added.

The leading magician nodded, and then said: "Yes, we can't give up any hope. The magic department has sent out invitations, inviting the magicians of Grecon and the magicians of the elves to solve this problem together .”

"What about the plan proposed by the people in the biotechnology department? Is it feasible?" When there is no other way,

An official had to ask a technician standing in the second row.

The person in charge of biotechnology quickly replied: "This... this... my lord, the method provided by the biotechnology department is expressly prohibited by His Majesty..."

"Say it quickly if you have a plan! Your Majesty won't blame you at this time! Say it quickly! What are you talking about?" the leading official waved his hand impatiently and ordered.

"My lord, the thing is like this. In theory, there are ways to strengthen Minister Gurlo's body, but these solutions are too radical, and they may further aggravate the condition." The technician in charge of biology hurriedly answered road.

"One plan is to inject the serum of the giant wolf into Lord Gurlo's body under the protection of magic." He paused and continued to speak to the officials in front of him.

Then, he made a promise that surprised many people: "If it succeeds, the blood in Lord Gurlo's head will be cleared up soon. However, this kind of experiment has only been done on young people before, and it was successful." The rate is very low.”

Hearing this promise, the leading official seemed to have grasped a life-saving straw, and immediately asked excitedly: "How low is it? If it is greater than 50%, I think we can give it a try."

"This... this..." The technician answered the other party's question with some embarrassment: "The survival rate, probably, is about 7%... Moreover, it needs to be a very strong young man without any disease, There is only this probability..."

"What about another plan?" Hearing the extremely low probability, the leading official had no choice but to ask hopefully.

"The probability of being stupid in another plan is lower..." The technician replied with an even more desperate answer.

"Go down!" The leading official waved his hand, expressing his dissatisfaction. He and this group of technical people have been researching here for a whole day, and there are no substantive results yet.

"My lord!" A doctor also wearing a white coat came from a distance, stopped in front of the two officials, and reported solemnly: "Master Gurlo's hands are shaking even more. "

"The CT image of the brain shows...the bleeding area is larger. If it is bigger, it may compress the respiratory nerve..." The doctor who came to deliver the letter said the worst result very depressed.

"Blood pressure is still on the high side... The drug maintenance doesn't seem to be effective." He looked at his colleagues and continued: "If it still doesn't work, we can only find a way to lower the intracranial pressure first." .”

"If you wait like this, your brain will be damaged for sure. If something goes wrong, you won't be able to survive." The attending doctor said this irritably, and then led a few doctors towards Gurlo's hospital bed. go.

"Your Majesty will be back soon. If something goes wrong at this time, how can I explain it?" An official was anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

"Principal William... Is there anything you can do about it?" When the leading official looked away, he suddenly saw William, and asked like a dead horse doctor.

"Not yet!" William replied.

However, he paused and continued to add: "But if all the solutions fail, I still have one last contingency plan that can be used here."

His words gave the leading official a new hope. So the official quickly asked: "It's this time, what can you do, tell me quickly!"

"We are researching how to use puppet technology... to preserve people's souls and memories." William lowered his voice and said.

"What?" The leading official didn't know whether he didn't hear clearly, or was frightened by William's answer, and asked subconsciously.

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During the epidemic, the daughter-in-law went to work, and Long Ling took care of the children at home. There was really no way to guarantee the update, so the update time was messy. Please forgive me. Today's one is a bit late, and another one will be added tomorrow. I am very sorry.