Chapter 841 The Shrew Makes a Scene

• “Relax. Mr. Bryton and I go way back. I’ll do everything I can. But I can’t promise a sure cure—he needs a craniotomy. The old man’s had splitting headaches for years. It’s intracranial clots pressing on the nerves. Think of the warlord from back in the day—severe brain trouble that even Hippocrates wouldn’t dare guarantee. Even with modern medicine, the success rate isn’t over fifty percent.”
• Sun Wuji spoke, thinking it through.
• “No need to open his skull. Needle therapy could work. Once you go for a craniotomy, the risk shoots through the roof.”