"Mr. Zhang, what do you think surgery is." Malin looked at the face of the miraculous doctor who was at a loss before the surgical wound, understanding the hesitation and unease in the heart of this half-blood elf who could have been his grandfather.
For a moment, Malin thought of Old Ferrero. It had been a long time since he had seen the old fellow and he wondered if he was still well.
"But Your Highness, you see, this embryo has already deeply integrated with the patient. If we're not careful, we might kill this poor girl." The elderly gentleman said with a worried expression.
"I remember you have a Spell Talent, do you know the Ice Binding Technique?" Malin asked.
The old man nodded: "Yes, I am most skilled at the Ice Binding Technique."
