Chapter 85

Mo Zhitao also felt the changes in the old man's body. He knew that the bullet was close to the nerve, and it would not be easy for the doctors to remove it. They had to slowly extract the bullet to minimize the impact on the nerve.

Because of the doctors' expertise, they quickly found the location of the bullet and began the surgery. Mo Zhitao felt the yellow dot waver and the white dot spread, moving towards the old man's heart.

No, he had to stabilize the situation. Mo Zhitao continuously sent his internal energy to the white dot, determined to prevent it from reaching the old man's heart, or the old man would be in grave danger.

The young general also noticed the old man's deteriorating condition. However, at this point, there was no time for hesitation. He could only pray that Mo Zhitao could control the old man's nerves. The silver needles Mo Zhitao had inserted earlier were effective, and the old man was already anesthetized, with less blood loss.

In the monitoring room outside, Liu Fei and Li Sanzhen were watching the surveillance video. "Old Mr. Li, do you think Mo Zhitao can do it?" Liu Fei still didn't fully trust Mo Zhitao.

"Sigh, Liu Fei, at this point, are you still saying such things?" Li Sanzhen sighed lightly. He himself was unsure about Mo Zhitao and didn't know if bringing him here was a good or bad decision.

Earlier, Li Sanzhen had observed Mo Zhitao's treatment method. Mo Zhitao used acupuncture, which he could understand. But when Mo Zhitao held the old man's hand, Li Sanzhen didn't know what he was doing.

"Sigh, I hope the old man will be fine." Liu Fei sighed. "Old Mr. Li, did you see what method Mo Zhitao used to control the old man's nerves?" Liu Fei was also curious.

Originally, Li Sanzhen shouldn't have been allowed to watch the surveillance, but Liu Fei knew he was not knowledgeable in medical matters. He had to invite Li Sanzhen to observe the situation and help analyze it. If anything went wrong, he could rush in to save the old man.

Li Sanzhen carefully observed for a while. "Since I'm not on the scene, I can't be certain. However, I can confirm that Mo Zhitao used some secret method to control the old man's nerves, or he used internal energy. Did you see the white vapor constantly coming from his forehead? That's a sign of internal energy consumption."

"Yes, he must be using some kind of internal energy," Liu Fei nodded. Having internal energy alone wouldn't save the old man. Both he and Li Sanzhen practiced martial arts and had good internal energy, but they couldn't control the old man's nerves. They didn't know which were the old man's nerves or how to control them.

As time passed, Mo Zhitao felt his body becoming increasingly exhausted. "What the hell, what are these doctors doing? Why haven't they removed the bullet yet?" Mo Zhitao felt the yellow dot still inside the old man's body, and it had already affected the old man's nerves. Even if they removed the bullet, he would still need to deal with the aftereffects of the nerve damage to prevent the old man from being affected by the surgery.

"Why haven't you started yet?" Mo Zhitao gritted his teeth and said.

"We have already touched the nerve, we are afraid..." The young general doctor hesitated. The old man's body was still trembling, and he looked like he couldn't hold on much longer. They were afraid that removing the bullet would cost the old man his life.

"You are being foolish, hurry up and start. I can't hold on much longer," Mo Zhitao said angrily. "These damn people are almost driving me crazy. Do they think I'm playing here? It has already been so long, and I still need to control the nerves and heal the nervous system, which also requires internal energy."

The young general doctor said to the other doctors, "Start, we can't wait any longer." After a moment, they removed the bullet.

The bullet was removed, and the old man's body trembled even more, looking like he was about to give up. "Not good, the blood pressure and heart rate are very abnormal, the old man is in danger," a doctor monitoring the situation called out anxiously.

"Damn, quickly sew up the wound," Mo Zhitao shouted angrily. These people only knew how to look at medical equipment. At this point, they had to sew up the wound to minimize the risk to the old man.

Liu Fei, seeing the bullet removed, happily said to Li Sanzhen, "Old Mr. Li, the old man's bullet has been removed, it's a success."

"Liu Fei, this is just the first step, the risk is still ahead," Li Sanzhen said calmly. Everyone knew that removing the bullet was just the first step. After removing the bullet, the old man's nerves would be affected, which could impact his heart. It would depend on whether Mo Zhitao could control it.

After Li Sanzhen mentioned the risks, Liu Fei broke out in a cold sweat. "Damn, the most terrifying part is still ahead. No wonder those doctors were hesitant to remove the bullet."

"Sigh, at this point, the hesitation of those military doctors is their fault. They are just wasting more of Mo Zhitao's time, reducing his chances of success. If Mo Zhitao had an 80% chance earlier, now it's only 70%," Li Sanzhen shook his head.

"What? Those military doctors are bastards. If the old man is in danger, I will kill them, and I will pay with my life," Liu Fei shouted angrily.

"Liu Fei, don't be impulsive now. Wait until the surgery is over. Mo Zhitao doesn't want me to go in because he doesn't want me to interfere with his treatment of the old man," Li Sanzhen, seeing Liu Fei's impulsiveness, was secretly worried. If the old man died, Liu Fei might kill someone.

The doctors monitoring the situation became increasingly tense as the data on the instruments showed the old man's condition worsening. The young general doctor and his team also sped up their work, determined to finish their tasks regardless of the outcome.

"Done, Director Mo, we have completed our work," the young general doctor said to Mo Zhitao.

"Go out, leave me alone," Mo Zhitao said.

"Do you not want us to report the relevant data?" the young general doctor asked in surprise. Regardless, they often reported the old man's condition to Mo Zhitao, which was helpful for his treatment.

Mo Zhitao shook his head. "Those things are useless to me. Turn everything off and go out. Don't talk to me, I don't have time."

After saying this, Mo Zhitao continued to use his internal energy to control the white dot in the old man's body. The yellow dot had disappeared, but the white dot had doubled in size. If the white dot expanded by another half, it would reach the old man's heart, and he would die.

Therefore, Mo Zhitao had no time to waste on these people. He continued to use his internal energy to suppress the white dot. If the doctors hadn't delayed, he wouldn't be in such a dire situation.

The other doctors wanted to say something, but the young general doctor waved them out. At this moment, Liu Fei came over and told them to leave, not to disturb Mo Zhitao.

Earlier, Li Sanzhen had said that although he didn't know if Mo Zhitao could save the old man, the fact that the old man was still alive after the bullet was removed indicated that Mo Zhitao's method was somewhat effective. According to the original prediction, the old man would have died as soon as the bullet was removed.

The door closed quietly, and Mo Zhitao secretly breathed a sigh of relief. These people had been reporting data to him, making him tense as well.

There was no choice now; he had to suppress the white dot in the old man's body. Ideally, he would eliminate it or at least reduce it to its original size. The white dot in the old man's body was too large, and it could cause his death at any moment.

As Mo Zhitao continued to suppress the white dot, its size gradually decreased. However, the process was very slow, mainly because the old man was old and his body's recovery was poor. All the work was being done by Mo Zhitao's internal energy.

Almost there, almost there. If he could just hold on for ten more minutes, he might be able to reduce the white dot. But at this moment, Mo Zhitao felt a sinking feeling in his heart because his internal energy was exhausted. He had originally estimated it would take an hour, but the delay caused by the doctors had cost him ten minutes.

Damn, he had to go all out. Mo Zhitao, while thinking, took another silver needle from his bag. The old man's body still had several silver needles inserted.

In the monitoring room, Liu Fei saw Mo Zhitao's actions and asked Li Sanzhen, "Old Mr. Li, is Mo Zhitao going to insert another needle into the old man?"

"Maybe," Li Sanzhen said, looking at the needle in Mo Zhitao's hand. Suddenly, he saw Mo Zhitao insert the needle into his own body and called out, "Not good, Mo Zhitao can't hold on. He might be using the silver needle to stimulate himself, to unleash his last potential to save the old man. He's risking his life."

Li Sanzhen knew the method of inserting a needle into a qi point. However, doing so could cost Mo Zhitao his life, or at the very least, cause him to lose his martial arts skills.

Mo Zhitao did exactly that. He found that he couldn't hold on any longer and had to use the silver needle to stimulate his qi points. When the needle was inserted, a powerful energy immediately surged from the qi point. Mo Zhitao used this energy to suppress the white dot in the old man's body, determined to eliminate it.

If this crisis wasn't resolved, the old man would die. Mo Zhitao knew the severe consequences of stimulating his own qi points, but he had no other choice. The old man must be very important to the country, or Li Sanzhen and the military doctors wouldn't have shown such concern. Moreover, he had already made a promise to save the old man or pay with his life. Sigh, no matter what, he had to save the old man first.

He had already died once; this time, he shouldn't die. Mo Zhitao, while eliminating the white dot in the old man's body, thought to himself.