His father, the emperor, killed too many people, it was just a grand excuse.
Zhou Hong stood not far away, seemingly having seen through the hypocrisy in Doctor Gu's heart.
Zhou Hong snorted lightly and cursed, "What a hypocritical divine doctor. If you can't cure it, just say so, why find an excuse."
Seeing Lu Qianqian kneeling there, Zhou Hong couldn't bear it and walked up, intending to help her up.
"Instructor Lu, you should get up first."
"Zhou Hong, I must kneel here until Doctor Gu softens his heart. Why don't you go back first? It looks like I'll have to kneel for days." Lu Qianqian refused to get up and asked Zhou Hong to leave.
"Instructor Lu, kneeling like this until you die is useless."
"How do you know if you don't try? My father is living a life worse than death every day. If I can beg Doctor Gu to take action and cure my father's illness, what does it matter if I die kneeling?"
Zhou Hong had no choice but to tell the truth: "Instructor Lu, do you really think this Doctor Gu refuses to save your father because he killed too many people? No, he simply doesn't have the ability to cure your father's illness."
"Zhou Hong, don't talk nonsense. This Doctor Gu has an excellent reputation in Taigu City. He has cured many old ailments for cultivators."
"I don't know if he has an excellent reputation or not, but I do know that he absolutely cannot cure your father's illness."
After speaking, Zhou Hong walked up to Doctor Gu and said, "Hello, Doctor Gu. I am a student from Taigu Academy, and the woman kneeling beside you is my instructor. She is begging you to save her father, and you are using a nonsensical reason to refuse. Don't think no one can see through this; you can't save him. You're afraid of ruining your reputation, so you found an excuse, am I right?"
Doctor Gu looked up and snorted coldly, "Boy, how dare you be presumptuous in front of me."
"What, I'm a student of Taigu Academy, you dare to kill me?" Zhou Hong said fearlessly. Although Doctor Gu's strength was above Lu Qianqian's, in Taigu City, he had no right to be so arrogant.
"Do you think using a taunt will make me save her father? You're too naive," Doctor Gu snorted coldly.
"A taunt? You think too highly of yourself. However, while you are clueless about Instructor Lu's father's illness, I, on the other hand, know exactly what caused it."
"You ignorant brat, how dare you spout nonsense in front of me!" Doctor Gu snorted angrily, full of disdain.
Zhou Hong couldn't be bothered to waste more words with him. He turned to Lu Qianqian, pulled her up, and said solemnly, "Instructor Lu, begging him is not as good as begging me."
"Zhou Hong? What are you saying?"
"Instructor Lu, do you remember what I told you when we set out? Your father's illness might be caused by the rupture of the hypothalamus-pituitary axis in his brain."
"Zhou Hong, I don't understand what you're saying."
"Instructor Lu, if you are willing to believe me, then let me try. Let's go back now, and you give me one night to prepare. Tomorrow morning, we'll set off for your country. I don't know if it's far."
"It's not far, half a day's journey. But, do you really know what illness my father has?"
"Of course."
Zhou Hong decided he would be the one to do it. At worst, he would perform a craniotomy on her father.
Of course, the reason Zhou Hong wanted one night was to enter the sub-world and consult with a neurosurgeon from Earth.
Zhou Hong believed that with his intelligence, learning it for one night would make performing a craniotomy not difficult. Moreover, cultivators had strong bodies, so performing a craniotomy on her father probably wouldn't even require anesthesia, and intracranial infection would be non-existent. This surgery would be much easier than on a human from Earth.
"Zhou Hong, I don't know if what you're saying is true or false. I can only choose to try," Lu Qianqian said helplessly. She was just trying to use a desperate measure. In fact, Lu Qianqian also knew that even if Doctor Gu went, there was a high probability he couldn't save her father. Her kneeling and begging was just for a glimmer of hope.
"Then let's go back first, I need to make some preparations."
"Mm-hmm."
Soon, Zhou Hong returned to his dormitory at Taigu Academy.
Zhou Hong immediately entered his room, locked the door, and then went into the sub-world.
Zhou Hong searched in the sub-world and quickly found the most famous neurosurgeon.
"Hello," Zhou Hong approached him in a hospital in the sub-world.
Fortunately, when Zhou Hong brought these Earthlings over, he had also copied some Earth architecture, so hospitals and the like were all present.
"Hello, you are Zhou Hong?" The surgeon recognized Zhou Hong and became very excited.
"Yes, I am the master of this world, Zhou Hong."
"Hello, hello, it's so fortunate to meet you."
"You're welcome, I have something important to discuss with you."
"Please speak, senior."
"I've encountered a patient outside, and his condition is...!" Zhou Hong explained Lu Qianqian's father's illness in detail.
The surgeon chuckled, "You've judged correctly. In our Earth terms, this is called diabetes insipidus. The person you're referring to likely has pituitary damage, resulting in permanent diabetes insipidus."
"How can I treat him now? I want to perform the surgery myself, to reconnect his damaged pituitary gland. Do you think it's possible?"
"Ah?" The surgeon looked a bit dumbfounded, as if to say, are you joking? And you, such a powerful person, are also becoming a surgeon?
"Theoretically, it's feasible, but it's only theoretical. The reason it's called permanent diabetes insipidus is that in practice, it's impossible to achieve. Generally, surgery is not the best option for this condition; medication is."
"Is there a medicine that can directly cure it?" Zhou Hong asked in surprise.
"Not exactly. The reason for diabetes insipidus from pituitary damage is a lack of a hormone after the damage. This hormone is called antidiuretic hormone. There is a medication that, depending on the severity of the condition, can be taken a few pills a day to replace this hormone. However, it requires lifelong medication."
"This...!" Zhou Hong found it difficult to decide. If all else fails, having Lu Qianqian's father take medication for life would be better than his current state.
"Of course, if you want to try surgery, it's not impossible. I assume the person you're talking about is not ordinary, right?"
"Yes, he is a cultivator, and a very powerful one at that."
The surgeon nodded and said, "The physique of a cultivator is incomparable to that of an Earthling, so the feasibility of surgery is quite high."
"Then let's do the surgery first. How can a cultivator take medicine every day? I'm here to learn from you how to perform a craniotomy."