Chapter 27 Thoracotomy

The next day.

After Jiang Qian finished his breakfast, he sat cross-legged in front of the window, like an old monk in meditation.

While properly controlling his physical energy consumption, he has observed the "spider cocoon" in his body many times.

Every time he observes, he will gain something new.

The details he can "see" are gradually enriched, and the content that has never attracted attention before is constantly pouring into his sight. The limit of spiritual vision is stretched by him again and again, and with it comes the improvement of his adaptability and the increasing mastery of control.

Now, he has the ability to enter the spider cocoon through the interweaving trickles of blood, in order to perceive it more carefully, confirm its growth status, and the time when it will fall.

But in view of Lan Junxian's entrustment, he did not take too much risks.

Every minute and every second now is a gamble, which may be accompanied by unexpected results-the spider breaks out of the cocoon, as Jiang Qian's consciousness will die, and a new consciousness will occupy his body.

But Jiang Qian will not allow this to happen, and the official will not allow it.

Compared with rescue, strangulation is much simpler.

Jiang Qian opened his eyes, his emotions were not very different.

There was a rustling sound from the porch.

Lan Junxian, dressed in a blue suit, walked in first. He adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and greeted Jiang Qian: "Good morning."

Jiang Qian just said "Good morning" and saw a basketball team of medical staff rushing in...

"Are you ready?" Lan Junxian asked.

Surrounded by white coats, Jiang Qian nodded and said: "You can start at any time."

His calmness in the face of death left a very deep first impression on this official medical team.

"Okay."

On the contrary, Lan Junxian was accustomed to Jiang Qian's attitude.

Then he said: "We need to evaluate your ability first and fine-tune today's surgical plan according to the specific situation. Your surgery will be performed by this lady, a famous toxin scientist and surgeon, an official license holder, you can call her Dr. Cai."

As he said, Lan Junxian made way for half of his body and gestured to the tall lady beside him.

Dr. Cai was wrapped in a white coat and a mask on her face. Her long hair was tied up behind her head, and her eyes and eyebrows showed a mature and wise charm.

She completely ignored Lan Junxian's humble attitude, seemed to be very indifferent to the provider of the surgical plan, but was gentle to Jiang Qian who was about to go on the operating table: "Relax, I will do my best."

"Thank you."

Faced with Jiang Qian's calmness, Dr. Cai's eyes flashed with pity and reluctance, but it quickly dissipated. Her professionalism required her to complete the operation without distraction.

"Come on, after three tests, we will start the operation."

The wall next to the safe house flipped over, and a well-equipped operating room appeared.

Before being placed on the bed, the medical staff first placed a row of liquid poisons in black reagent bottles in front of Jiang Qian, and used a special way to take the diluted medicine for Jiang Qian to "try".

In this test, Jiang Qian accurately stated the composition and effects of all the poisons, and listed the toxicity in a set of codes.

This amazed the toxin scientists and medical staff present!

The final test results showed that Jiang Qian's ability to identify toxins was 99.998% accurate.

Everyone was even a little confused, wondering whether this tiny error of 0.002% came from Jiang Qian's identification or from the scientific instruments used to pack the poisons.

"You are a natural poison king, even the masters of the Nine Poison Sect are jealous of your talent!" Lan Junxian said excitedly, "Maybe this is the reward from the trial of life and death."

The second test was toxicity tolerance.

Jiang Qian's body was not yet able to accept all poisons. About 70% of the poisons provided by Lan Junxian were absorbed and utilized by him.

And these 70% of the poisons will be used as weapons to attack spider cocoons.

In terms of quantity and richness, they are both sufficient.

Watching the poison being injected into Jiang Qian's veins one by one, Lan Junxian felt that his funds were bleeding...

The third test was pain tolerance.

Considering that Jiang Qian's ability to control poison was needed as a bottom-line support for this operation, Jiang Qian was required to participate in the operation awake throughout the whole process without anesthesia. Therefore, pain tolerance was also used as a reference for intraoperative risks.

Surprisingly, Jiang Qian's pain sensitivity was good, but his tolerance was quite high.

In other words, if the pain level was listed from 1 to 10, he could tell which level of pain he was suffering, but he would not be restless or struggle violently because of the pain.

Lan Junxian believed that it was Jiang Qian's body's tolerance of multiple potent toxins that changed his pain receptors.

The final conclusion was that open-chest surgery could be performed in a conscious state. But it was necessary to ensure that the patient was physically fit at all times.

After the above, the three tests met the standards.

"You can get ready to start."

With Dr. Cai's order, the medical team took their positions, and everyone was on high alert, not daring to be careless.

All parties were paying attention to the results of this operation:

Representatives of various families who hold opposing opinions in the Beijing Special Team, official license holders of the Jinping Special Operations Department, and the Special Security East China Branch represented by Lan Junxian.

And the official personnel of Dr. Cai's team who have signed a confidentiality agreement, in addition to doing their best to complete the task, the only thing to do is to keep this matter to themselves.

What I saw, heard, and felt today, all kept secret!

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Jiang Qian was quickly connected to various equipment and pipelines for monitoring vital signs.

The surgical plan had already reached a consensus:

1. Instrument scanning to confirm the location of the spider cocoon (completed, consistent with the location described by Jiang Qian)

2. Open the chest, put the micro-instrument in place, and aim at the spider cocoon;

3. Jiang Qian himself manipulates the toxins in his body to paralyze or destroy the spider cocoon (if successful, the operation is over and the instrument is withdrawn; if it fails, Dr. Cai will operate and use the micro-instrument to kill and remove the spider cocoon)

Of course, the risk of removing the spider cocoon with the help of an instrument is uncontrollable, especially the location where the spider cocoon is dormant, which is still the core organ of the human body, and any accidents may happen.

Therefore, the key to the operation depends on whether Jiang Qian can suppress poison with poison and solve the problem through self-circulation.

Seeing the young man inside the isolation wall take off his shirt and his upper body gradually surrounded by cold instruments, Lan Junxian suddenly felt compassion.

He knew very well that once the operation started, there would be no turning back. This vigorous life might end here.

The heart of cherishing talent drove Lan Junxian to press the intercom: "Sorry to bother you."

Doctor Cai stopped the work at hand, and Jiang Qian on the operating table opened his eyes.

"Jiang Qian, if you have any other instructions, you can tell me now. Once... you know, I am willing to promise you to fulfill a wish."

After saying this, Dr. Cai's eyebrows were instantly frowned, and he wanted to throw a tray in Lan Junxian's face!

Is it a mentality to say such words at this time?

Lack of mind!

In stark contrast to Dr. Cai's reaction, Jiang Qian accepted it with pleasure.

He sat up from the operating table with all the instruments on his body and expressed his wish: "I want to make a phone call."

Call?

Everyone present was stunned.

Lan Junxian was also a little stunned: Yinuo, the eldest son of my deep sea family and the second-in-command of the East China Sea Special Operations Department, was wasted so casually by you?

A few minutes later.

Jiang Qian's mobile phone, which had been taken away, returned to his hand.

Dr. Cai's team had temporarily avoided it.

Only accompanied by Lan Junxian, Jiang Qian dialed a number...

The call was quickly connected.

A soft and pleasant voice of a woman came from the receiver: "Hello?"

"Sister, it's me."

"A Qian?" There was a rustling sound from the other end of the phone, and the woman lowered her voice, "Go home quickly after having fun! If you are not here, Teacher Tang will keep an eye on me..."

After being isolated, Jiang Qian had called home and asked for a week-long vacation with the full accompaniment of the official. The reason was to participate in the school's outing. This kind of activity is not new in Jiang Qian's major, which often requires embracing nature and working outdoors.

To you, I am just a tool to attract firepower... Jiang Qian pretended to be nothing: "Now you know how important I am, right? How are Teacher Tang and Auntie? Do you miss me so much that you can't eat or drink?"

"Everything tastes delicious!" Yu Xuan snorted, "Come back quickly, or love will disappear if you're late."

I don't know if love will disappear, but I might... Jiang Qian said, "Is there anything wrong at home?"

"What can be wrong that can't be solved with money... Speaking of which, I don't know what happened recently, I always feel that someone is following me! What's more, even my assistant has this feeling."

"This, it can't be an illusion..." Jiang Qian suddenly felt very guilty.

Then he heard Yu Xuan secretly say: "Hey, do you think my sister is going to be popular again?"

"This is an illusion."

"Hahaha, annoying~"

"Nothing, I'm hanging up, the signal here is not good, take care of yourself."

After Jiang Qian hung up, he quickly dialed another one.

After the call was connected, the person on the other end of the line went berserk:

"Old Jiang? Old Jiang, is that you??? I called you several times..."

"Shut up and listen to me, Xue Yang."

Jiang Qian didn't give the other party a chance to talk: "If my sister calls you and asks about me, tell her to forget me and don't wait."

"Tell her that the task of carrying on the Jiang family's lineage will be entrusted to her in the future."

"If she doesn't want to have a baby, she can adopt one. At most, the child will have my surname!"

There was a strange silence on the other end of the phone.

Then: "Fuck Jiang Qian!! You didn't recognize..."

Xue Yang's scream was ruthlessly cut off by Jiang Qian.

The phone was handed back to Lan Junxian, who failed to control his expression.

"I'm fine, let's start."

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