This is true for Zhu Houzhao. Once it starts, his hands will fly.

The knife in his hand was very stable and his face was very serious, just like he knitting a sweater, and his hands were very clever.

This is a kind of talent passed down from ancestors. For example, his ancestors were very good at chopping people. Now, Xiao Zhu also holds a knife, which is also a knife, one kills people and the other saves people.

To a certain extent, what Fang Jifan pursues is always the result, and the process can be ignored.

For example, his goal is to serve the country and the people. As for selling houses, developing new cities, renovating old cities, etc., these are all details. Everyone only needs to know that he is striving for the development of the nation.

If any bastard dares to raise an objection, Fang Jifan does not need to take action, and countless disciples will rush forward and bite him into blood.

But what Xiao Zhu Xiucai pursues is the process.

He doesn't care about the result, he dies when he dies. Where can he not die in the treatment? What he enjoys is that during this process, he breaks his stomach, then cuts off a little, and finally sutures the wound.

In the sheep's intestines, fresh blood flows.

In fact, the shelf life of blood is not too long, but fortunately the operation is not long.

Fang Jifan was responsible for handing Zhu Houzhao various equipment at any time. Sometimes, he would wipe Zhu Houzhao's sweat.

The effect of Shrimp Mazi Decoction is a bit barely strong. Zhou Zheng got up a few times, but he didn't feel too much pain.

But... that creepy feeling scared him very much.

The wound torn by the lancet was still bleeding from the pole. At the same time, blood was being replenished.

And just then, a voice came from outside: "Get out!"

Fang Jifan frowned. No one dared to yell on his territory and get out of here. He was allowed to shout alone.

Which guy who killed Qiandao... wants to die...?

But someone said outside: "Your Majesty, surgery is being performed in the silkworm room. Please..."

Fang Jifan's heart skipped a beat. Why didn't he expect that the person who dared to shout here would definitely not be a small person, just...

Why is Your Majesty here?

No wonder... Fang Jifan's body shook and took a breath of cold air.

Get out of here, shouting so well.

Not only was he so domineering, the low voice was a little bit vicissitudes, and the vicissitudes were filled with deep affection for the working people. No wonder I was a bit distracted just now, and I am indeed His Majesty.

Emperor Hongzhi said coldly: "It's already started? Come and take out the clothes and cover..."

Zhu Houzhao was still fully focused.

He was never affected by the outside world during surgery.

Emperor Hongzhi soon walked in wearing white clothes and mask.

He glanced at the Jamshaft.

Fang Jifan had already begun to become a little cowardly.

Zhu Houzhao said: "Pliers..."

Fang Jifan didn't know whether to hand over the pliers or to perform the tribute first.

Emperor Hongzhi glanced at Zhou Zheng, who was stripped naked like an egg, and his eyes seemed to be about to spit out of fire.

Zhu Houzhao lowered her head, while supporting the wound, and urged: "Hurry up, pliers."

Fang Jifan immediately gave Emperor Hongzhi a smile.

Emperor Hongzhi stepped forward, but took out a tong from the alcohol-filled tank and handed it over.

Zhu Houzhao's gaze remained unmoved, so he connected the forceps and continued the operation.

"plate……"

Fang Jifan hurriedly picked up the plate. Then, Zhu Houzhao snapped and threw a rotten appendix directly on the plate, and continued to say, "Sewer!"

Fang Jifan wanted to take this thing away, but he couldn't get away for a while.

However, Emperor Hongzhi took the needle and thread and handed it to Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao finally glanced sideways and saw someone else around her...

But……

Zhu Houzhao still ignored this.

He is the king in the silk room!

Emperor Hongzhi looked at the bloody wound. The layer of cloth on the wound was already stained with blood. Zhou Zheng was bleeding a lot, but at the same time, the intestines connected to the blood sacs were slowly poured into Zhou Zheng's body under Su Yue's control.

Su Yue seemed very excited, and at this moment he was completely selfless.

He is lucky. Not only can he use this to test the blood citation technique, but once it is successful, his paper can be verified.

The most important thing is that it is really a blessing to be able to observe such amazing techniques.

Zhu Houzhao has already started sewing needles.

Emperor Hongzhi stood quietly aside and watched intently.

In fact... he was forced to come.

What's the solution?

The Empress Dowager is afraid of medical treatment.

But when you think about it carefully, Zhou Qing's family is really troublesome at such an age. If something really happened, Zhu Houzhao would not be able to bear it.

He was a little angry that Zhu Houzhao always made a good decision.

But when he entered the silkworm room, he saw Zhu Houzhao's serious appearance, so he stopped talking.

When Zhu Houzhao stitches, she was very fast, as if she was engaged in some kind of art.

Emperor Hongzhi was so stunning that he was thinking, "Just, what else can I do if I do it?"

He sighed in his heart and continued to watch Zhu Houzhao thread the needle.

This guy usually speaks roughly, but his...'s hands are so coincidental.

At this time, Zhu Houzhao looked up and said in a commanding tone: "Gauze."

In a trance, Zhu Houzhao had already been stitched.

Emperor Hongzhi stood in Fang Jifan's position as the deputy, making Fang Jifan unable to perform.

However, Emperor Hongzhi personally took the gauze and gave it to Zhu Houzhao.

Zhu Houzhao did not hesitate and first applied medicine to the wound, and then began bandaging the wound.

When everything was finished, he lost and couldn't help saying, "Wipe the sweat."

Emperor Hongzhi: "..."

…………

A surgery was a complete and straightforward one.

As for whether it is life or death, it is not Zhu Houzhao's business.

He seemed to relax suddenly, his tense nerves became relaxed.

Fang Jifan said at this time: "My son has seen Your Majesty..."

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Zhou Zheng's situation with concern and asked, "Nothing will happen?"

Zhu Houzhao said, "My son is 50% sure."

"Wrong." Fang Jifan hurriedly said: "It's 80% and 80%!"

This time, Emperor Hongzhi chose to believe in Zhu Houzhao.

He frowned and said, "Can you go out?"

Zhu Houzhao remembered something, and immediately widened her eyes and said in surprise: "Oh, why is Father coming?"

Emperor Hongzhi wanted to roar fiercely in this silkworm room. Why did I come? Isn’t this asking you?

Fortunately... he has achieved great cultivation.

Zhu Houzhao hurriedly said, "Father, it's not my fault for me. Zhang Yong said... Today is an auspicious day. He said that he knows how to be a good person. He is not like a short-lived person. My son listened to his words..."

…………

Zhang Yong was outside, with a look of worry. His Majesty entered, and he didn't dare to stop him, and he didn't know what would happen inside. His Royal Highness, the Crown Prince, is going to be beaten again.

He looked sneaky, but he was as anxious as an ant in a hot pan.

I had no idea that danger was approaching.

At this time, the door opened.

Emperor Hongzhi took his hands behind his back and came out first. Then, he took off his mask and coat and breathed out.

Zhu Houzhao and Fang Jifan followed the emperor Hongzhi and took off their masks one after another.
To be continued...