Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 749 - 171: Eldest Miss Li Practicing Medicine Without a License

The more ignorant people are, the more they believe in a god that cannot be resisted.

It is said that doctors were among the earliest skeptics.

When they began to attempt to heal patients using methods other than prayer, they no longer believed in what was so-called fate determined by the heavens.

Thud thud thud thud—burp!

Li Mumu chugged down a bottle of glucose solution and let out a burp.

She had no confidence in this surgery whatsoever.

If it were her own head, she probably wouldn’t have any mental burden.

But this was someone else’s head.

Brain tissue is not like muscles or internal organs, no one has ever heard of martial arts training that reaches into the brain matter.

A single slip could lead to irreversible disaster.

"Are you ready?"

Shen Xishi changed into new gloves and asked.

"Ready!"

"Don’t be nervous."

"I’m not."

"If you’re not nervous, why are your hands shaking?"

"My blood pressure was a bit low just now, it hasn’t recovered."

Shen Xishi shook his head, took the syringe, and plunged a needle into Wang Yunxiao’s forehead, right at the eye.

With a needle the thickness of a fingertip, he injected four times in one breath. Once he confirmed that the pupil within that eyeball had fully dilated, only then did he pick up the recently rust-corroded surgical knife to start dissecting from the edge.

Li Mumu stood by the side, secretly swallowing a gulp of saliva.

"What are you looking at? Take out your red string!"

"Oh!"

Shen Xishi’s movements were fast and precise, cutting while glancing at Li Mumu out of the corner of his eye.

"Do you know the origin of the red string used by the Holy Mother of Red Lotus?"

"...I don’t."

"Originally, it was silk thread used in temples and Taoist monasteries for stringing things, like prayer beads and jade pendants. The red thread has the effect of calming the mind and warding off evil spirits. Later, it was braided into cords and could be used to perform minor spell tricks for expelling insects and exorcising evil spirits."

"Oh..."

"Later, the Heavenly King Divine Sect rose up in the Southern region. The Sect Hierarch was a genius with knowledge of both Chinese and Western cultures. Merging local and foreign ideas, he invented a series of demon art sorcery, including this red string magic, specifically for exorcising ghosts and dispelling evil."

"I see."

Li Mumu thought to herself that she indeed did not know this part of history.

However, under Shen Xishi’s explanation, her nervous mood indeed calmed down a bit.

"The red strings of the past were simply dyed red with ordinary dye, they didn’t carry such divine skills. But the red string demon art of the Heavenly King Divine Sect is woven from the legendary Hellflower, Manjushahua, embodying the grudges and hatred of countless lost souls... A lot of people died in that era, you know about it, right?"

"I know."

"I guess you also don’t know very clearly, after all, it’s been several decades, and most of the people involved are likely no longer in this world. In several more decades, this part of history might be twisted into all sorts of shapes."

"Let’s not talk about the past for now. Just talking about this red string sorcery, when it came to the hands of the Holy Mother of Red Lotus, it underwent further modification with more of the undead’s obsessive spirits infused. Do you know what these obsessive spirits are?"

"Karma?"

"Speaking of cause and effect isn’t wrong, but where specifically does that come into play?"

Li Mumu thought about it, unsure of how to answer.

"Right here."

Shen Xishi pointed at the strange eyeball above Wang Yunxiao’s head: "There are countless gods, demons, and specters in this world. But your family has its own Immortals, and my family has its own. It makes no sense that we had no grievances in the past, nor do we have any enmity now, yet you, whose origin we’re unaware of, insist on coming to our home to throw your weight around."

"There’s no place for them in our Divine Shrine, but still they insist on coming to take a share. This is karma."

"The Red String binds cause and effect; if Heaven won’t take you, we will. To punish the wicked and eradicate evil, to kill but not redeem. Let those guilty of crimes repay their blood debts, only then can the souls of the Undead be comforted."

"You can only truly master her Divine Arts when you fully accept the Holy Mother of Red Lotus’s ideology."

"Of course, this doesn’t mean I agree with her extreme views. Modern firearms are much more efficient at killing than those few strings, and to use such practical abilities solely for killing rather than saving lives is nothing but a waste of heaven’s gifts."

Shen Xishi shifted the Surgical Knife: "Come on, it’s your turn now."

"Ah? What... What do I do?"

"Many flesh roots have grown behind this eyeball, burrowing into his brain. Slip the Red String through this gap, bind all the flesh roots, and we’ll act together, trying to pull it out in one go."

"Okay!"

Li Mumu moved her fingers, and after Shen Xishi’s talk therapy, though she couldn’t say she was confident, at least she had managed to relax.

Wang Yunxiao, buddy, we’re limited in our skills; whether you live or die, you’ve got to grasp that yourself.

The Red String reached out, sliding through the incision made by the Surgical Knife into Wang Yunxiao’s brain. Li Mumu closed her eyes, feeling attentively the throbbing coming from her fingertips.

To her surprise, the eyeball wasn’t rooted very deeply.

Or could it be that the brain sulci were too smooth, offering no grip?

"Are we set?"

"Almost, let me check..."

"Get ready, countdown three, two, one, and pull with me."

"I said I’m checking!"

"Three!"

Shen Xishi grabbed the surgical forceps, clenching around the eyeball that had been severed.

"Two, one, go!" 𝘧𝑟𝑒𝑒𝘸𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝓁.𝘤𝘰𝓂

Li Mumu only had time to tighten the Red String when she watched Shen Xishi yank out such a large piece of flesh with a splash.

Wang Yunxiao’s body suddenly tensed up, the restraining straps enveloping him bursting one after another, and even the tray hosting the surgical instruments next to him was knocked away.

"Inject the tranquilizer!"

Perhaps because his regenerative abilities were way too strong, as soon as the eyeball was removed, the ghastly hole in his forehead visibly started to close at a speed visible to the naked eye. At the same time, his body began to exhibit violent reactions like never before.

Before the injector could release the medicine into his body, Wang Yunxiao punched a huge hole in the operating table beneath him with a precise hit, let out a non-human roar, and started struggling to get up.

"All interns and nurses out!"

Shen Xishi seemed to have long been accustomed to such scenes. While commanding the others to exit the operating room, he instructed Li Mumu to hold down Wang Yunxiao, turned around to pick up a hammer, and brought it violently down towards Wang Yunxiao’s forehead.

The hammer was instantly knocked away, utterly ineffective.

Li Mumu screamed in terror, for the hammer did not calm Wang Yunxiao down; instead, it stimulated some nerve in him. White mist sprayed out from every pore on his body as if boiling water was sizzling, and with a carp’s leap he jumped off the operating table, his muscles beginning to swell.

Li Mumu was originally pressing down on his shoulder, but caught off guard, she could only cling to his neck, nearly being flung away by him.

"Wang Yunxiao, you stay put!"