Chapter 152: Tenth Level Lao Tzu and Ninth Level Son

Woods glanced at Chu Tian, ​​then said to Barbara, "Tagore, please take him to see Tagore!" After that, he turned to Chu Tian again, "You can only go to one person. I don't want my son to be disturbed when he is recuperating!"

"Of course, I don't want to disturb Prince Tagore, so I'll go there alone." Chu Tian was very dissatisfied with Woods' attitude. Even the Dragon Emperor had never been so arrogant with him!

Under Barbara's leadership, Chu Tian came to a side hall. As soon as he entered the side hall, Chu Tian smelled a pungent smell of rotten smell. "Sister, what does this smell?"

"Oh!" Barbara sighed sadly, pointing to a room inside, "You'll know if you go in and take a look."

Chu Tian walked into the bedroom as he spoke. The bedroom was decorated very luxuriously and looked very stylish. However, on the innermost large bed, there was a tiger covered with veil. The smell of rotten smell in the air was emitted from this tiger.

At Barbara's gesture, Chu Tian unveiled the veil and couldn't help but scream, "Ah!?"

As a veterinarian, Chu Tian has dissected countless animals and has seen many bloody scenes during surgery, but all of this combined is not as good as Tagore in bed.

Chu Tian once met Tagore while invisible. At that time, the ninth-level tiger king was powerful and showed the true nature of the Beast King's bloodline. But now, although Tagore is still in the form of a tiger, he cannot be called a tiger.

Tagore lay softly on the bed, his originally golden fur had fallen out, his eyes were dispersed and his spiritless. The most terrifying thing was that his left half of his body had completely rotted.

The rot started from Chu Tian’s impression that Tagore was injured on the left hind leg. Now there were only bones left on that leg. From the left hind leg upward, Tagore’s body on his left was constantly gushing with pus and blood, and occasionally a few pieces of carrion fell. Some of his internal organs were even exposed.

Praise the goddess of life! Chu Tian has seen many seriously injured monsters, but this is the first time he has seen Tagore.

"Woooo!" Barbara twitched, wiped her tears and said, "If I hadn't stole Morgan's medicine, Tagore wouldn't have been like this."

"Sister, how did he get hurt?" Although Chu Tian saw the passing with his own eyes, he still had to ask. On the one hand, he was to get rid of the charge of not saving his life, and on the other hand, he used Barbara's time to talk to think about the treatment plan.

Barbara said the story, and when she finished speaking, Chu Tian began to measure the pros and cons in his heart.

Chu Tian knows his medical skills very well. He is no more than 30% of the treatment of Tagore. If the injured are other monsters, Chu Tian will undoubtedly dare to bet once, but this time the patient is the Beast King's son...

"Sister, can Brother Tagore still talk?" After Chu Tian asked, he leaned forward.

"I don't know either." Barbara shook her head, "Since three days ago, he hasn't spoken."

After checking Tagore's injury again, Chu Tian gritted his teeth and decided to fight, "Sister, can you let me treat him!"

"You?" Barbara was stunned and said, "It's useless. My father said that no one can cure Tagore except for Vladino, whose sacrificial skills are comparable to those of the gods." After that, Barbara persuaded with kindness: "You are just a beautician..."

"Haha, that's right, I'm just a beautician!" Chu Tian pointed to Tagore's body, "So I can make his body the same as before!"

"Yes! Why didn't I expect it!" Barbara's eyes lit up and she said, "I almost forgot, brother, you can restore his body!"

"Wait a minute. I'll ask my father. See if he agrees or not!" Barbara ran out excitedly.

While waiting for the news, Chu Tian checked Tagore's body again, and then frowned. Half of Tagore's body's flesh and blood were almost gone, and some bones were already festering. It's okay to say that the bones can be replaced by magic crystals, but what about the muscles and skin? It's definitely not possible to rely on skin grafting alone. Then there is only one remaining method...

Soon, Woods rushed to the bedroom. As soon as he met, he asked Chu Tian without hesitation, "Can you treat my son!?"

"No, I can't treat it!" Chu Tian carefully expressed his meaning: "I may not be able to cure him, but I can restore his body to what he used to be!"

Woods' eyes flashed with a cold light and he stared at Chu Tian, ​​"Can you really do it?"

"Of course!" Chu Tian smiled calmly, and only let Tagore return to the original, he had absolute confidence!

"If you can't let Tagore go back to his former appearance, you should know your fate, right?" Woods threatened.

Chu Tian nodded.

"Father, let Andy try it!" Barbara almost begged, "Anyway, Tagore can't live for a few days. Even if... even if he dies, I don't want him to die so ugly."

After taking a look at his son who was not as tiger-like, Woods pondered for a moment, and then agreed. "How long does it take?"

"Time won't take long." Chu Tiandi narrowed his eyes, "But, I need your Majesty, you can do it!"

"Me?" Woods asked in confusion: "What do you want me to do?"

"Haha, Your Majesty, you are a tenth-level monster, right?" Chu Tian smiled very frankly, "Then your recovery speed after being injured must be very fast?"

"If I hadn't been injured by advanced magic and fighting spirit, I could recover instantly!"

"That's easy!" Chu Tian took out the surgical tools, "Your Majesty, I want to use your flesh to make up Tagore!"

"What!?" Woods's eyes when he looked at Chu Tian immediately became much sharper.

"Either let Tagore wait for death or listen to me!" At this moment, Chu Tian was not afraid of anything. In the face of life and death, there was no one who dared to lose his temper with the doctor.

After a long time, Woods took a deep breath and nodded.

"Okay. You can change back to the prototype first!" Chu Tian gently pinched a scalpel, "Your Majesty, our backs begin..."

First, he cut off the carrot on Tagore's back, and then Chu Tian frowned, "Why are the bones here also corroded?" After saying that, Chu Tian took out a magic crystal from the ring and replaced the rotten bones.

"What are you doing?" Woods was anxious.

"This bone has been corrupted by the undead magic. If I don't replace him, it will be useless even if Tagore's skin and flesh are replaced!" Chu Tian explained, then breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Fortunately, his internal organs have not been corroded yet, otherwise it would be troublesome..."

Woods stopped talking, as if he had agreed to Chu Tiandi's behavior. After dealing with the bones, Chu Tian raised his scalpel, "Your Majesty. I'm going to take meat from you."

"Do it!" Woods said calmly. For him, a tenth-level monster who has experienced countless bloody battles, it is no difference between being cut off a piece of flesh and tickling it.

Woods and Tagore are worthy of being father and son. Apart from their different sizes, their appearance looks exactly the same. This makes it convenient for Chu Tian.

After comparing the position of Tagore's rotten meat, Chu Tian cut a small piece of meat from the same part of Woods and sewed it on Tagore's body with surgical thread. Just as Chu Tian finished sewing, the wound on Woods' body had already healed.

In this way, the muscles were removed, and in Chu Tian's hands, he knitted a "muscle suit" for Tagore.

Fortunately, Tagore's blood vessels and nerves were still intact, so Chu Tian only repaired a few seriously damaged blood vessels. As for other capillaries, he could only hope for Tagore's own recovery ability.

The muscle problem was solved, and Chu Tian took off many small pieces of tiger skin from Woods in batches and sewed it on Tagore.

"Brother Andy. Thank you!" Seeing Tagore appearing like a tiger again, Barbara said with tears in her eyes and comfortably: "Even if Tagore can't survive, he will die with the dignity of the Beast King's bloodline."

"Die? Haha, I don't agree. Even if the god of death comes, don't take Tagore away!" As the operation proceeded, Chu Tian's confidence in curing Tagore became stronger and stronger.

"He can still survive!" Woods was also confused. At first, Woods was just like Barbara. He hoped Tagore would die better.

"Why can't it?" Chu Tian narrowed his eyes and smiled.

"But it is said that only Fradino can treat this kind of injury..." Woods still didn't believe it.

"Praise the God of Death!" Chu Tian didn't want anyone to guess his identity. So he began to fool him, "I once told Sister Barbara that I am a thief in addition to a beautician!" As he said that, Chu Tian smiled slightly, "Actually, I am practicing the ancient thief technique. It can not only kill people, but also save people!"

"Ancient Thieves? Like Vladino's ancient sacrificial technique, they are all magical skills of the gods, right?" Woods had been fooled.

"That's right!" Chu Tian laughed wildly in his heart. The tiger cooperated too much. "Although my ancient thief technique is not as good as the ancient sacrificial technique, it's still okay to save Tagore. No, that's it!"

Chu Tian’s operation has been over while speaking.

Tagore has regained his true nature as a ninth-level tiger king. Although he has not yet awakened, he can breathe steadily. It seems that it can survive.

"Sister Barbara, do you have any golden sore medicine here... Oh, no, is it the guardian of the holy priest?" Without the support of the medicine, Tagore recovered too slowly.

"And!" Barbara nodded, then took out a few bottles of medicine from the ring on her finger and handed it to Chu Tian.

"Huh?" After applying the medicine, Chu Tian was surprised to find that Tagore's recovery speed did not speed up much, which only means that Tagore suffered far greater damage than the power of Kuyata!

"Your Majesty, do you know that Tagore was receiving the undead magic? After applying it to the protection of the Holy Saint, he still recovered so slowly?" Chu Tian asked.
Chapter completed!