Chapter 89 Bone-scraping treatment, agonizing screams echoed through the endless night.

Everyone's gaze was focused on the man who was about to create a miracle or cause a catastrophe.

Emperor Liu Sheng changed into a clean, short-sleeved outfit, revealing his sturdy forearms.

He first washed his hands, then picked up a thin, glistening scalpel, as thin as a cicada's wing, from a tray held by The young eunuch.

This blade was from his own collection; it could cut through a hair blown across it and was incredibly sharp.

He walked to Commander Wei Xun's side without the slightest hesitation.

Pressing down on Commander Wei Xun's thigh with his left hand and holding the blade in his right, he accurately made an incision along the rotting flesh around the wound under the candlelight.

"Shhh-la—"

A faint sound of flesh being cut rang out.

Commander Wei Xun, who was in a coma, arched his body violently!

"Ugh, ahhh—"

An inhuman, heart-wrenching scream suddenly erupted from his throat!

This sudden, excruciating pain actually jolted him awake from his deep coma!

"Hold him down!"

Emperor Liu Sheng did not even lift his head, shouting coldly.

Those four imperial guards were already covered in sweat.

They felt that what they were holding down was not a man's arms and legs, but four frenzied dragons!

The strength Commander Wei Xun erupted with after waking was beyond imagination.

Even with the four of them working together, they found it somewhat difficult.

"Ah! Kill me! Kill me!"

Commander Wei Xun's eyes were wide open and bloodshot; due to the excruciating pain, his features were completely distorted, making him look like a demon.

He struggled and roared frantically, his voice echoing through the night sky of the entire imperial palace.

The palace servants and guards outside the hall, upon hearing these horrific screams, all felt their scalps tingle and their hearts tremble with fear.

This was clearly not medical treatment, but torture!

Inside the side hall, Imperial Noble Consort Su Waner was already pale with fright, hiding behind Emperor Zhao Tuo, not daring to look anymore.

Emperor Zhao Tuo's face was also as pale as paper, with cold sweat dripping from his forehead.

He clenched his fists tightly, his nails almost digging into his flesh.

The imperial physicians were even more terrified; Imperial Physician Zhang had even closed his eyes, unable to bear watching this bloody scene.

However, as the instigator of all this, Emperor Liu Sheng's expression did not change in the slightest.

His face appeared to flicker in the swaying candlelight.

But his hands were as steady as a rock.

There was not the slightest tremor.

His gaze was focused to the extreme, as if nothing in the outside world could disturb him.

His blade was fast and accurate.

Slices of black, foul-smelling rotting flesh were accurately cut from Commander Wei Xun's leg by him and thrown into a copper basin nearby.

Fresh blood, mixed with black venom, flowed continuously from the wound.

The young eunuch was responsible for constantly wiping it with a clean cloth.

Soon, the rotting flesh was cleaned away, revealing the leg bone underneath, which had also been stained black.

The poison had indeed invaded the bone.

Emperor Liu Sheng put down the scalpel and picked up a special curved scraping knife.

He took a deep breath and aimed the edge of the scraper at Commander Wei Xun's leg bone.

Then, he scraped down with force.

"Gaa-zhi—gaa-zhi—"

A set of teeth-gritting sounds of metal scraping against bone rang out in the quiet side hall.

This sound was even more hair-raising than Commander Wei Xun's screams.

"Ah—!!"

Commander Wei Xun's scream suddenly rose an octave, sounding so shrill that it no longer sounded human.

His body trembled violently, and white foam was already coming out of his mouth.

Once again, he fainted from the unbearable pain.

Emperor Liu Sheng remained expressionless.

The movements of his hands did not stop for a moment.

Black bone shavings were peeled off the leg bone bit by bit as he scraped.

This was a process that extremely tested one's eyesight, hand strength, and patience.

If scraped too shallowly, the poison would not be cleared, and all previous efforts would be wasted.

If scraped too deeply, it would damage the bone marrow, and the leg would be completely ruined.

He had to ensure the removal of all toxins while preserving the integrity of the bone as much as possible.

Time passed second by second.

The atmosphere in the side hall was so heavy that it felt like it could drip water.

Everyone held their breath, watching that figure, focused like a god or demon, creating a medical miracle they dared not even imagine.

Scraping the bone to treat the poison lasted the entire night.

In the heart-wrenching pain, Commander Wei Xun fainted several times, only to be forcibly awakened by Emperor Liu Sheng using silver needles to prick his acupoints.

Because once he completely lost consciousness, his blood flow would stagnate, and the remaining toxins would take advantage of the opportunity to invade, making them harder to clear.

He had to maintain a sliver of consciousness, using his own willpower to fight against the pain that went deep into his bones.

For Commander Wei Xun, this was undoubtedly a purgatory a hundred times crueler than going into battle.

His will was repeatedly tempered and crushed on the edge of life and death.

And for Emperor Liu Sheng, this was also a huge expenditure.

He not only had to maintain a high level of mental concentration to ensure every detail of the surgery was foolproof.

He also had to constantly channel his own pure Great Grandmaster vital energy into Commander Wei Xun's body to protect his heart pulses and sustain his life force, which could be severed at any moment.

Sweat had long since soaked his clothes.

His face was also slightly pale due to the huge consumption of vital energy.

But his eyes remained bright.

His hands remained steady.

Finally, when the first hint of dawn appeared in the east.

Emperor Liu Sheng stopped his movements.

He let out a long sigh of relief.

Commander Wei Xun's originally pitch-black and swollen right leg, although now a bloody mess and looking horrific, had completely lost that ominous black aura.

The scraped leg bone presented a healthy white color with a hint of blood.

In the copper basin, it was piled with cut rotting flesh and scraped black bone shavings.

It was a success.

Emperor Liu Sheng stood up straight and said calmly to Imperial Physician Zhang, who was already stunned, on the side.

"The poison has been cleared."

"Leave the rest to your Imperial Medical Academy."

Imperial Physician Zhang woke up as if from a dream; he stepped forward quickly, his hands trembling, and checked Commander Wei Xun's pulse again.

Although the pulse was weak, it had stabilized.

Looking at his complexion again, although as pale as paper, the deathly aura was gone.

Imperial Physician Zhang then carefully checked Commander Wei Xun's leg.

Although the wound was terrifying, it was no longer oozing black poisonous blood, but normal, bright red blood.

"Miraculous skill! Truly miraculous skill!"

Imperial Physician Zhang was so moved that old tears streamed down his face; he bowed deeply to Emperor Liu Sheng.

"Chief Steward Liu's great kindness, everyone in our Imperial Medical Academy will never forget it!"

The imperial physicians behind him also bowed one after another, their eyes filled with awe and admiration as they looked at Emperor Liu Sheng.

They had practiced medicine all their lives and had never seen such an inconceivable yet truly effective healing method.

This had already exceeded their cognitive scope of medical skills.

This was simply immortal magic!

Emperor Zhao Tuo also walked over quickly; looking at Commander Wei Xun, who was unconscious but clearly out of life-threatening danger, the heavy stone in his heart finally fell to the ground.

He looked at Emperor Liu Sheng with complex eyes.

This eunuch, whom he had always wanted to get rid of, had actually helped him solve a huge problem once again.

"Emperor Liu Sheng."

Emperor Zhao Tuo's voice was a bit dry.

"You have done very well."

"I have noted this."

He did not say much about rewards, but this phrase "I have noted this" carried much more weight than any gold or silver jewelry.

Emperor Liu Sheng just bowed slightly.

"It is this servant's duty to relieve His Majesty's worries."

He did not boast about his merits, nor did he show the slightest bit of complacency.

It was as if he had just finished a trivial matter.

This poise of remaining calm regardless of favor or humiliation made Emperor Zhao Tuo's wariness of him deepen even further.

Next, the imperial physicians took over the subsequent work.

They applied the best golden sore medicine to Commander Wei Xun's wound and carefully wrapped the entire leg with clean white cloth.

Several imperial physicians worked together to slowly feed a bowl of concentrated ginseng soup, which sustains life, into Commander Wei Xun's mouth.

After doing all this, Commander Wei Xun's breathing became longer and steadier.

Although he fell into a deep coma due to severe damage to his vital energy, everyone knew that his life and his leg had been saved.

As long as he recuperated well, with time, it might not be impossible for him to recover as before.

A fatal situation was forcibly turned around by Emperor Liu Sheng.

Inside the entire side hall, all the gazes directed at Emperor Liu Sheng had changed.

Awe, gratitude, curiosity, and also deep fear.

Just how many unknown secrets and methods did this young Chief Steward still hide?

He was like a bottomless vortex, impossible for people to see through or guess.