To be honest, with the medical knowledge available in this era, transplanting someone's eyes into another person was harder than reaching the heavens. Anyone who could pull it off would deserve to be called a miracle physician.
Shen Yangge watched expressionlessly as one Imperial Physician after another stepped forward to examine his eyes up close. One even opened a leather roll, drew out a long silver needle, and poised it to stab down.
Now that he was awake, Shen Yangge certainly had no intention of letting these people treat him like an experimental subject. He wanted to roll over, spring up, and scramble off the bed, but although his mind issued the command, his body gave no response.
After a few stunned seconds, Shen Yangge realized they had probably fed him something while he was unconscious that left his limbs weak and powerless. He would not be able to move for a while.
As though he could tell what Shen Yangge was thinking, Chu Xuanzhi narrowed his clouded eyes and smiled, propping his chin on one hand. "From the moment I first saw your eyes, I was captivated by them."
If you want to gouge out my eyes, just say so. Why put on such a disgusting act?
He rolled his eyes and tilted his head aside, dodging the Old Imperial Physician's trembling needle. Parting his parched lips, he said, "Think carefully before you do anything. If something goes wrong and you stab me to death with those needles, then these eyes..."
He had only meant to frighten the eager Old Imperial Physicians, but he never expected his words to have such a dramatic effect. They abruptly retreated several steps, even dropping the needles in their hands.
One after another, they rubbed their chests as though the fright had nearly