Chapter 737: Chapter 737 Where is the Lone Ranger Baili Zhengrong said, “Father Emperor, I trust her.” His voice was firm, full of unwavering confidence in her medical skills. Baili Shuo sighed and lay back down on the bed. It really is true when they say that once a son is grown, his father has no say. He finished speaking, clenched his fists tightly, and shut his eyes. Anyway, he didn’t have many days left to live. If at the last moment of his life, he could win his son’s wife’s affection for his son, then so be it if his head got smashed. Leng Yu Yan noted that although he outwardly accepted death, he was in fact deeply fearful, and so she comforted him in a gentle voice, “Emperor, keep your eyes open. I assure you that you will stay conscious during the procedure.” Baili Shuo opened his eyes in surprise, “You mean I’ll still be conscious even after my head gets smashed?” Leng Yu Yan calmly explained, “Because I must ensure that during the surgery, the Emperor is conscious. This way, we can minimize nerve damage, so we won’t be using an anesthetic.” Lv Yong was speechless with shock, “Operate, operate while awake?” Leng Yu Yan gave a faint nod, “Yes, so I will ask both of you to please hold him down and not alarm anyone outside.” Baili Shuo swallowed hard, his aged voice unable to hide his panic, “Medical practice is no trifling matter. Are you sure, girl, that you are capable?” Leng Yu Yan offered a slight smile, then turned to Baili Zhengrong, “After I begin, you must keep an eye on your Father Emperor and keep talking to him to ensure he doesn’t fall asleep.” Baili Zhengrong nodded, “Alright, Commandery Princess.” “This method is simply inconceivable!” Baili Shuo couldn’t help but exclaim again, “Girl, you are quite pretty, but what you say is terrifying.” He no longer cared for the face of an Emperor, fear was fear after all. Since he didn’t have many days left, there was nothing shameful about it. When his legs would kick for the last time, he wouldn’t know anything anymore. Leng Yu Yan reassured him, “Rest assured, I am very quick when smashing the skull. The pain will disappear as soon as you feel it.” However, upon hearing this, Baili Shuo felt even more uneasy. Seeing his reaction, Leng Yu Yan shook her head helplessly, patiently adding, “The pain won’t be worse than what you’re enduring right now.” Baili Shuo was doubtful, “Really?” “Of course, it is true!” Leng Yu Yan parted his hair, disinfected the top of his skull, then commanded the Lv brothers to hold him down while she took up a scalpel to slice open his scalp. Baili Shuo felt a cool sensation on his head and became extremely anxious. His legs trembled, his fists clenched and unclenched. After a while, he candidly said, “Girl, my scalp hurts!” “You’re anxious, of course it hurts when your scalp is cut open,” Leng Yu Yan spoke calmly. “Let me give you a few jabs with a needle.” As she was speaking, she swiftly brought out the silver needle. Baili Shuo felt immediate relief from the headache and couldn’t help but praise, “Truly miraculous, girl, you do have some skill.” Leng Yu Yan faintly smiled at these words, then without further ado, she picked up the axe and hammer, skillfully struck, and with a crack, opened the skull along the suture line. Baili Zhengrong watched in shock and hurriedly asked Baili Shuo, “Father Emperor, how long have you been suffering from this headache?” Baili Shuo, as if he felt nothing, sighed, “Many years now. It never got better, and later it got more and more painful…” Leng Yu Yan raised her hand, “Xiaoshan, the light.” Baili Zhengrong quickly brought over the lamp and placed it near Leng Yu Yan. Leng Yu Yan’s voice was solemn, “Hold it up.” “Yes,” Baili Zhengrong again lifted the lamp and also adjusted the angle. Meanwhile, Baili Shuo kept on recounting the history of his headaches. Leng Yu Yan listened, carefully used tweezers to separate the adhesions, and before long, extracted a sac-like object, tossing it aside. Baili Shuo finished recounting his headache history and then said, “In all the world, I must be the first Emperor willing to have his skull smashed open, probably the only one too…” He spoke those words, truly waiting for his own end. To his delight, he had been awake the entire time. Not only that, but the excruciating headache vanished instantly, and his head felt significantly lighter. “Rest assured, I don’t lightly smash someone’s skull, especially the Emperor’s.” Leng Yu Yan replaced his skull cap and scalp and then began stitching the scalp. Baili Shuo felt the distinct sensation of the thread pulling through his scalp as it was sewn, and he asked in disbelief, “Are you sewing up my head?” “Yes,” Leng Yu Yan’s hands moved swiftly. The scalp could be treated just like sewing clothes, Baili Shuo was astonished, but it was not the time to ask about this; he hurriedly asked his most pressing concern, “Has the object in my head been removed?” “It’s beside you,” Leng Yu Yan said, putting away the needle and removing the silver needle. Baili Shuo looked to his side and saw a clump of bloodstained stuff. He squinted for a better look, confirmed that the clump did not resemble brains, and only then did his hanging heart completely settle back in his stomach. “The girl’s medical skill is indeed superb!” Leng Yu Yan removed her gloves and asked him, “How do you feel now?” “My body feels light, only my scalp is sore.” Baili Shuo leveraged the arms of Lv Zhong and Lv Yong to slowly sit up. Leng Yu Yan explained, “You feel pain now because I have taken out the silver needle. This level of pain you should be able to endure, but you cannot wash your hair for the next ten to fifteen days, and you should avoid pulling your hair too hard when combing.” Zhengrong couldn’t help but ask, “Is that all we need to pay attention to?” Leng Yu Yan nodded, took out a pill, and handed it to the white-haired youth before her, “This will promote the healing of the wound. Help your Father Emperor take it.” Zhengrong poured a cup of water, placed the pill by Baili Shuo’s lips, and Baili Shuo swallowed it, followed by Zhengrong offering the water. Having his son return to his side and feed him a pill was something Baili Shuo had not dared to imagine for years. Now that it had all become a reality, he couldn’t help but feel his eyes brim with tears. Leng Yu Yan packed up her medicine chest and said, “It’s getting late, Nandian Emperor, you may rest now. After tomorrow night, if there are no special circumstances, you may walk on your feet.” Hearing this, Lv Zhong and Lv Yong laid Baili Shuo flat on the bed. Suddenly, footsteps approached from outside, and Zhengrong said in a hushed tone, “Father Emperor, your son will come to see you again tomorrow night.” Baili Shuo nodded, his gaze shifting toward Leng Yu Yan, “Tomorrow night, will the girl also come with Zhengrong to see me?” Leng Yu Yan smiled faintly, “I will come. I need to check on your recovery.” Finally, Baili Shuo smiled. Zhengrong ordered Lv Zhong and Lv Yong, “Stay hidden within the bedchamber to ensure my Father Emperor’s safety!” The two men agreed, with one of them wrapping the clump of stuff from earlier to dispose of it. Zhengrong then led Leng Yu Yan out through the roof window. As they leaped onto the roof, the doors of the bedchamber were pushed forcefully; soon after, the eunuch lying on the floor awoke. The eunuch opened the door and was suddenly kicked to the ground. At the same time, a commanding female voice reached the rooftop, “Useless wretches, the Emperor is in such a state, and yet you dare to sleep here?” “I don’t know how…” the eunuch’s voice followed, now of someone kneeling, “I am aware of my mistake!” On the rooftop, Leng Yu Yan and Zhengrong exchanged a look and then left. Ye Yiheng and his party were hastening through the night. It was already midnight, and Song Guo could not help but say, “Your Highness, both man and horse are exhausted. How about we rest here?” Read complete versıon only at 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹✶𝗳𝗶𝗿𝗲✶𝗻𝗲𝘁 The mere thought of that woman being accompanied by another man along the way filled Ye Yiheng with suppressed rage. “How does this prince fall short compared to that lad?”