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Lu Yan didn't remember when he fell asleep, and was taken to take a shower when he was half asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, it was already dark.

It was difficult for him to describe what it felt like, it was sore and swollen, and it felt like an electric shock when touched.

Lu Yan's exposed fingers were all light bite marks, like marks left by such a large dog.

The system's voice sounded slowly: [I heard that you like ‌Dog dragon cry. Last night, oh no, did he cry in the afternoon and evening? ]

Lu Yan: "..."

He didn't really want to answer that question.

The smile on Tang Xun'an's face could hardly be concealed, and the tip of his tail swept across his waist, causing a slight tremor.

"Speak."

Lu Yan blinked, his voice a little hoarse: "Take the tail off."

Tang Xun'an obediently retracted his tail.

After Lu Yan changed his clothes, he called A directly: "Is there an operating room nearby?"

Although taking Tang Xun'an directly to the black clinic seems to be able to perform surgery, but after all, he is not at ease in a regular medical institution.

Moreover, if the pollution source removal surgery can be pushed forward, Lu Yan would not mind sharing his surgical experience.

Researcher A was taken aback: "Yes, yes, but do you want this?"

Lu Yan's eyes fell on Tang Xun'an's face: "I want to perform an operation on Tang Xun'an."

Tang Xun'an's expression suddenly became tense.

The system let out a sneer: [He is worried that you will castrate him, hehe, man. ]

 To be honest, when Tang Xun'an hugged him tightly, almost propping up his stomach, Lu Yan did have this thought.

But after all, he was also very happy, and he decided to ignore this kind of thing for the time being.

"Ah, this... what kind of surgery is this?" A's voice was hesitant.

Lu Yan: "Pollution source removal surgery."

A's speech suddenly became tense: "I need to ask Master Ji Wen for instructions."

Although Researcher A is young, he actually has 15 years of work experience. He is a skilled worker wherever he goes. Besides, he is also Ji Wen's eldest disciple, so he is naturally knowledgeable.

Of course he knew what pollution source removal surgery was.

This term comes from the theoretical research of Qiao Yu, the first director of the First Research Institute. A long time ago there was a saying that the Apocalypse was a transitional form of evolution.

Therefore, the Apocalypse, like pollutants, also has sources of pollution in their bodies. After the inlet part of the pollution source is removed, the disease degree can be effectively reduced.

The only problem with this theory is that it is difficult to determine what the source of the contamination in the Apocalypse is. Because even if it is polluted by the same source of pollution, the form it shows is not the same. Even if one knows, it is difficult to determine which part is the lesion.

If the source of pollution in the body of the Apocalypse is arbitrarily removed, there is a great possibility that the talent will disappear, or the Apocalypse will die.

Ji Wen was informed and soon came to the laboratory.

The two faced each other and sat in the conference hall. Also listening in were researcher A, B, C.

"Mr. Lu." Ji Wen folded his hands with a serious expression, "As a staff member who specializes in the research of pollution diseases and pollution sources, I do not recommend any apocalypse practitioners to undergo pollution source removal surgery, nor would I do such surgery myself. Science can be explored, but it cannot be blinded. This surgery, like talent transplant surgery, is indeed banned today."

"Not to mention that you have no precedent for clinical trials, and I think ... the risks are too great."

Lu Yan thought for a moment: "Yes. On Changjia Island, I performed an operation on Ning Huai. The operation was very successful."

The system couldn't hold back, and added: [Father and son are safe. ]

Ji Wen was stunned. He had the talent of true knowledge, and he felt that what Lu Yan said was true.

His attitude was a little shaken: "But the tyrant's situation is quite stable now..."

"The degree of disease is 93, which is only 7 from 100." Lu Yan looked into Ji Wen's eyes and narrated calmly, "7, but it's just a fierce battle, and it will kill him. I can't do it. I'm always by his side, and I don't want to receive news of his death while I'm still on a mission. Are you right?"

Ji Wen looked shocked: "But it's about the safety of the tyrant. I want to know, where did you learn the pollution source removal surgery?"

"Luochuan Botanical Garden, dreaming." Lu Yan replied simply, "Tang Xunan's mission report should have been written. In his dream, I went back to the past. And I studied with Qiao Yu for three months."

Ji Wen gave him a deep look: "Okay, but this is a big matter. I need to report to the headquarters."

Lu Yan raised his eyes slightly: "Director Ji. I shouldn't have said this, because after making it public, I will inevitably face some risks and troubles, and Tang Xun'an will not reject me. But I still said it. I came out because I know that Tang Xun'an is not the only one with a high risk of disease."

When he spoke, brilliance flowed in his silver eyes, and his blood-red pupils were extraordinarily coquettish.

Lu Yan: "I hope you will understand my good intentions."

After saying that, he turned and left.

After Lu Yan closed the door, Ji Wen found himself relieved.

Researcher C, holding the document bag, stood aside, hesitated for a long time, and finally did not follow.

He said in a low voice, "Comrade Lu Yan was a little scary just now."

It's not that Lu Yan's language is bad, but it's a natural field that belongs to superiors and predators.

This kind of situation even makes people subconsciously want to be convinced.

Ji Wen touched the test watch on his wrist and asked, "‌C, what is Mr. Lu's spiritual power threshold?"

"Ah, the last record was three weeks ago, and the data was 8100."

Ji Wen fell into deep thought: "I think he should have gone up again now."

The increase in the spiritual power threshold is also related to the source of pollution. The more and longer you are exposed to pollution sources, the faster this thing will rise.

Threshold means critical value. Since it is called the spiritual power threshold, it is said that even if it comes into contact with pollution sources, the improvement is limited.

Like Lu Yan now, if he encounters a parasitic fish with a pollution value of 500 at the beginning, his spiritual power threshold may not even rise by 1.

‌Cing couldn't help sighing: "Mr. Lu is really working too hard. After becoming an Apocalypse, he basically encountered various tasks without resting for a few days... When he was still an E-level Apocalypse, he encountered A-level Apocalypse. The pollution incident is full of resentment. It really seems like a miracle that everyone has survived this way.”

Ji Wen's eyes widened: "You're right, since it's a miracle. Then maybe we can try to believe it once. I know very well that the headquarters cannot agree. Because I don't dare to gamble, no one can afford it. This responsibility. If something goes wrong, it will be a sinner of mankind. What's more, the state of the tyrant is not critical, many people will think it is unnecessary... But as I heard, the disease degree is 93, which is the largest danger."

His words were filled with the tragic and solemnity of Yi Shuihan: "If this is the case, then this responsibility will be borne by me."

 Cing nervously said: "Master, let me do it!"

Ji Wen stood up on the chair, squeezed his rabbit's tail, and smiled: "You are not qualified."

Lu Yan originally thought that he would have to wait a long time for the procedure before he was notified of the surgery.

But unexpectedly, at 8 o'clock the next night, he and Tang Xun'an were secretly called out by Researcher A.

 Jia looked nervous, like a thief: "Be careful, don't be seen by others."

Lu Yan entered the operating room on the second floor.

Ji Wen was wearing a suit, with a rare stern smile.

He turned to the person who came: "Let's sign a disclaimer first..."

Lu Yan raised his eyebrows: "‌."

He has confidence in himself and doesn't think the operation will fail. What's more, he wouldn't bet on Tang Xun'an.

Ji Wen glanced at C, who took out the agreement and handed it to him.

Lu Yan glanced and was surprised to find that the content of this disclaimer was mainly to disclaim him.

The general content of the agreement was that Lu Yan was forced to perform surgery by the Third Research Institute, and the accident had nothing to do with Lu Yan.

Lu Yan paused on the tip of his pen and signed his own words on the agreement.

Ji Wenshun said: "Speaking of which, the talent 10 of the eight-headed snake is very practical in this regard, but unfortunately there is no awakening of the Apocalypse..."

Tang Xun'an lay on the operating table, like a fish to be slaughtered.

Lu Yan raised his chin with the hilt of hellfire, and said with a bit of joking: "Are you afraid?"

Tang Xun'an grabbed the back of Lu Yan's hand and kissed his fingertips: "I won't be afraid if you kiss me."

The system couldn't help but get angry: [yue! ‌It's disgusting for men to be cute, I yue! Host, you won't be fooled, will you! ]

Lu Yan ignored the system. He lowered his head and put a kiss on Tang Xun'an's lips.

Lips and teeth intertwined, as hard as the last kiss.

Ji Wen took out his mobile phone and pretended to call in the corridor.

Researcher A snorted and covered C's eyes.

This kind of scene is still too exciting for the twenty-something-year-old C.

Although some people watched and assisted in handing over the tools, for Lu Yan, this was his operation alone.

He put on a mask and gloves, and when he held the scalpel, he immediately entered the working state.

In his field of vision, areas of different colors appeared on Tang Xun'an's body.

Hellfire made an incision in Tang Xun'an's abdominal cavity, the length was as precise as a laser aiming.

He moves cautiously and confidently, swiftly but not flustered.

The golden blood gushed out, with some corrosiveness. If it was directly touched with the skin, it would probably burn red.

[A normal person has 12 pairs of ribs, and Tang Xun'an has 18 pairs. Because he weighs several hundred pounds, strong bones can support such muscle groups. Otherwise it would have been crushed already. ]

[In the battle, his ribs will also be injured, but they will heal automatically. As the top combat talent, the keel is not the only one that can transform into a dragon. ]

Unlike normal people, Tang Xun'an's bones were slightly golden. If it wasn't for the fire of hell, if it wasn't for Tang Xun'an's intention to control his talent, Lu Yan would not have cut it off at all.

[What you want to cut off are these 6 pairs of ribs. Don't worry, although I don't like him very much, but who made you like him...]

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Ji Wen stood outside the operating room, nervously waiting for his mother-in-law to give birth to a child. Although he doesn't have a wife.

The surgical assistant, C, has pushed it away twice, taking painkillers and blood-sucking gauze.

Four ‌ hours had passed since the operation time, and the cigarette **** fell to the ground at Ji Wen's feet.

At 1 am, Lu Yan finally opened the operating room.

Ji Wen hurried forward: "Doctor Lu, is Tang Xun'an all right?"

Lu Yan took off the mask on his face and calmly said: "The operation was successful. Tang Xun'an's disease severity was reduced to 67.4. The threshold of spiritual power has dropped, but it is still 12,000. The vital signs are stable."

His speech was as calm as if he had undergone an operation.

Behind Lu Yan, Cing's tears fell: "Master, we succeeded! This method is acceptable!"

Although Lu Yan's attitude was very indifferent, only the researchers like them could realize how incredible this matter was.

When the news is released, the apocalypse and related personnel in the world will be shocked by it.

Over the past few decades, major research institutes have been looking for ways to reduce pollution values. But the biggest results are only those special drugs in different categories. When the disease of the Apocalypse has passed 90, it is basically waiting for the countdown to death.

"If, it would have been better if it had been earlier." C's eyes were red, "If it had been earlier, wouldn't those people before... then, there would be no need to be sent to euthanasia."

Ji Wen felt a layer of fog on the glasses.

He took off the frames of his glasses, wiped them, and when he put them back on, his eyes became firm and joyful: "It's not too late!"