Chapter 709: Unique insights into surgery, only do things that are beneficial to yourself (page 12)

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Jessica still resisted the idea of ​​attacking Kilgrave in the hospital and followed Aaron back to her detective agency.

As soon as the two opened the door, they saw Claire riding on Luke, pressing his arms tightly.

Jessica was dumbfounded, this was her home, and Luke was also her ex-boyfriend.

But...how could this happen? Is Claire so horny?

"Did we come back at the wrong time?" Aaron's face twitched and he said half-jokingly, "Although I'm still young, I don't know anything...a virgin."

"Shut up." Claire cursed loudly, "Hold his head down for me."

"Hey, hey, hey! This is too much!" Aaron gasped in shock, "I don't know how thick-skinned you are to say something like this, but I still have some ethics. "

"Oh my god!" Claire resisted the urge to slap him. "Hold his head down for me. I'm going to suck his cerebrospinal fluid, otherwise he may never wake up."

Jessica reacted and immediately ran to the bed and pressed Luke's head.

Sure enough, he hadn't woken up yet, but his body was twitching.

"How to smoke? His skin is invulnerable."

"Of course it's the eyes." Aaron said matter-of-factly. "Take a long needle and pierce it from the eye to his skull."

"How do you know?" Claire asked in surprise.

"Because I originally planned to do this." Aaron spread his hands and said, "It seems that you have the same idea!

But with all due respect, this kind of work is very difficult for nurses, and the process is not very friendly to women.

If I come, the success rate is 100%, but you... the probability of success is less than 50%. "

"Really or not?" Jessica asked in astonishment, "Is that okay for you?"

"Can a man say no?" Aaron rolled his eyes, "I performed an operation on a blind man some time ago. If it hadn't been for me, he wouldn't have survived the next day with his injuries."

Hearing this, Claire's eyes widened, "Did you treat him?"

"Huh? It seems you know him, right?"

Claire nodded, "Then it's up to you! I'm not so sure."

"I told you before that I can help, but only if..."

"I'm sorry, it's my fault." Jessica said very sincerely, "I shouldn't question your decision, and I shouldn't put the blame on you."

"That's right, he who knows the current situation is a hero!" Aaron smiled with satisfaction, then picked up the long syringe that Claire took from the hospital, "Ladies, please hold him down."

He opened Luke's eyelids, and the mixture of whites and bloodshot eyes made both Jessica and Claire feel nauseous.

"Don't throw up. It doesn't matter if he dies, but my clothes cost two thousand dollars."

Aaron's movements were very steady. The needle inserted into the optic nerve and stopped when it was close to the skull, without any error.

The light yellow cerebrospinal fluid was slowly withdrawn, and Aaron threw the needle into the trash can.

"It's done, you can vomit if you want."

"We're not that vulnerable yet," Jessica said. "Is he going to be okay?"

"Within twenty-four hours, he will wake up and there will be no sequelae."

"I need a drink, do you want one?"

"No need, the low-quality wine in your house is worse than boiled water!"

"What about you, Claire?"

"No need." Claire waved her hand, then looked at Aaron and asked, "How did you do it? You must be under twenty years old!"

"My teacher." Aaron said with a wry smile, somewhat nostalgically. "The first lesson the teacher who taught me medicine gave me was to see the entire process of human anatomy up close."

puff!

Jessica took a sip of whiskey and said, "Maybe I heard wrongly, you said human anatomy?"

"I was only twelve years old at that time." Aaron said with some resentment, "Now that I think about it, I feel outrageous.

But thanks to this abnormal crash course, I understood every structure of the human body and had my own unique insights into surgery. "

"It's really... amazing!" Claire said in a daze.

"Who makes me a genius!" Aaron laughed.

"Is Luke's phone on him?" Jessica asked.

"Here." Claire took out a mobile phone from Luke's pants pocket. "That's the only thing on him, but it doesn't have any caller ID."

"The caller ID doesn't matter, Kilgrave had controlled Luke and told him to report my whereabouts to him.

If I could trace the number Luke dialed at that time, I might have a chance to find Kilgrave's hideout. "

"Maybe he is no longer there." Aaron said pessimistically, "but there must be clues there."

"I have a friend who looks a lot like you and Luke." Claire said and glanced at Aaron, and he understood that this so-called friend was the blind lawyer Matt Murdock.

"Is he also unconscious due to excessive blood loss?"

"Most of the time, that's true, but he keeps the bad guys on edge."

"How can he be sure that he is righteous?"

"He didn't know, he questioned every move he made, every thought he had."

"I don't think he questioned his actions." Aaron said lightly, "People who like to meddle will always hesitate for a moment before meddling, but they will convince themselves the next second.

I should have done it and done it because they didn't feel like it was wrong. "

"It's very philosophical. I think I can ask him for help." Claire pointedly said, "What do you think?"

"It's better not to do it. It's already troublesome enough for Kilgrave to control one Luke. If he controls another one... the situation will get out of control."

Jessica nodded in agreement, "We really can't take risks."

......

The top floor of a building.

"I couldn't stop her, and it's all your fault, Dad." Kilgrave said to a gray-haired old man, his tone full of complaints.

"But you are stronger now than before."

"What if you give me more medicine? What if you give me all of it?

What will happen? "

"I do not know."

"Then make a reasonable inference."

"The chance of you becoming stronger is 40%, and the chance of dying is 60%." The old man said hesitantly.

Kilgrave paused, "I know what I want.

And you? Dad, what do you want? "

"I want it to kill you," the old man said honestly.

Kilgrave was not surprised at all. He just smiled mockingly and said to the two assistants who were controlled by him, "I am his biological son. Imagine this."

The two assistants unconsciously began to imagine and lowered their heads in horror.