Chapter 433: The First Open-heart Surgery in Human History

As the son of a noble family, Bruce Wayne can be said to be a real winner in life. Not only are his parents alive, but his career is also flourishing, and he is deeply appreciated by the monarch Gaius.

Like other dignitaries, Bruce had never suffered since childhood. He lived a life of luxury for 14 years. Ever since his ancestors followed the great Augustus (Octavian) into the country, he had suffered all the hardships in his life. He was born to enjoy life.

Some people work like slaves all their lives, some are born in Rome, and Bruce is one of them. Relying on his powerful status, he lives a very carefree life and can be called a winner in life.

According to imperial law, Bruce, who is 14 years old, has reached the legal age for marriage. However, unlike other stubborn young men, Bruce has loved adventure since he was a child and is unwilling to indulge in those boring erotic tricks.

Simply put, Bruce loves to die, which is similar to the God of War in Tumubao. After all, 14 years old is the age of middle school students, and he took the opportunity of going on a spontaneous trip just before adulthood.
But there is an old saying that goes, don't take on a job if you don't have the skills. Although Bruce is different from his other friends, he is still a dude at heart. To put it bluntly, he is a little brat with a strong desire to eat food. He came back in disgrace just a few days after going to sea.

Looking at the crazy cow in front of him, Bruce felt for the first time that he should listen more to his parents. But when he thought that he took the cow out to sea because his parents said drinking more milk was good for the body, he felt terrible.

"Ahem, I shouldn't have believed that witch."

Bruce felt difficulty breathing as he covered his chest. He didn't know if he could survive, but in his dying moments, he still wanted to watch this damn cow die before him.

"Quack - I don't want to die, someone come and save me!"

"Oh, you really don't want to die?"

Looking at the strange dog that suddenly appeared and bit the cow to death with one bite, Bruce knew that it was probably dead, otherwise it would be impossible to explain why the dog could talk, and why the dog had such short legs.

"Are you the messenger who will lead me to the underworld?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the guards who were about to draw their weapons and attack immediately stopped, as if they saw a way to survive, and knelt on the spot.

It's no wonder that these guards were so cowardly. After all, if Bruce died, they would all be finished. But now there are two messengers from the underworld coming to take them away. If they tell this matter to others, their own lives will be in danger, but at least they can save the lives of their families.

Therefore, no matter whether the bear and the dog in front of them are so-called messengers or not, they can only be messengers. If anyone dares to question it, these guards will be the first to object, but Hogg's words shattered their last hope.

After licking the meat between his teeth, Hogg sighed that the beef was indeed fresh. It was tender and juicy, filling his mouth with sizzling food. No wonder Dorn didn't say anything and was still gnawing at the dead cow.

"Don't talk nonsense. We are not messengers of the God of Death. That thing sounds unlucky. We are the Primarchs appointed by the Emperor himself. In terms of status, we are much stronger than that so-called God of Death."

Hogg, with his short legs and a domineering face, came to Bruce, who was about to die. In order to show his extraordinary status, he stood up and showed the same signature smile as Old Man Huang:

"Young man, tell me the truth. Do you want to save your life or not? My time is very valuable. There are many people who want to live, and you are not the only one who needs to live."

Hearing that he could survive, before Bruce could be happy, the guard beside him screamed:
"Master Dog, is everything you said true?"

Turning his head around, Hogg decided to give these primitive people a little bit of an imperial shock, and directly took out the first aid kit from the bell, wanting to perform a thoracotomy on the young man on the spot. Seeing Hogg slowly approaching him with two knives, Bruce said that he was not afraid, but he still used his last bit of strength to ask:
"Sir, if conditions permit, I don't want to be a stupid dog. Can you let me continue to live as a human being?"

"..."

With one punch, Bruce, who was physically anesthetized by Hogg, fell unconscious on the spot and fell into a sound sleep.

"Mother-in-law, it's a good thing you're not my offspring, otherwise you would be in such a bad situation.

What's wrong with being a dog? Can't you see that I am a dog? Come here, you useless bastards. Master Hogg is going to teach you how to save people."

The guards who were stopped did not dare to resist. Their daily salary was less than 800 yuan, so there was no need for them to risk their lives for such a small matter. Since the Dog Master said that he could save Bruce's life, it would be worthwhile if they could learn a few tricks from him!

After tearing open the purple gauze dress, they saw that Bruce's chest was already sunken. Hogg, who was wearing gloves, did not disinfect them at all. He picked up a knife and stabbed it. After cutting open the chest, he stretched out his dog paws and dug around, splashing blood all over everyone.

"See? This little idiot's ribs are broken. If you want to save him, you have to put them back in place. It's a dead end for you. But with me here, I can keep him alive even if his head falls off."

Accompanied by a blood-thirsty performance that made people physically uncomfortable, the guards who saw their chests glued together with saliva, their chests torn with hands, and their hearts sewn with dog hair could not bear it anymore and lay on the side of the boat vomiting all over the place. Only one guy watched the whole thing without changing his expression.

"Wow, you're quite an impressive young man. What did you do before?"

"I'm a veterinarian, sir, you can call me Nero." The young guard who was asked was very serious, as if his profession was something very remarkable.

"Yes, among my descendants there is a bastard named Nero. Why don't you work with me in the future? I am in need of a servant to run errands."

On one side was a noble guard, and on the other was a servant of unknown origin. Anyone would choose to be a guard, but Nero felt that if he refused, he might regret it for the rest of his life, so he followed his feelings and nodded:

"Sir, wherever you look, you will see me!"

"Okay, young man, you've got a lot of options. If you follow me in the future, I guarantee you'll have everything you need. Now come and help me hold down his body. He's about to wake up."

Raising his hand, he gave Bruce another physical anesthetic punch. Hogg took out a flesh and blood activator and punched him. The bleeding on the huge wound in his chest stopped quickly, and some tiny tentacles stretched out from the wound and slowly connected. In a moment, it was restored to its original state.

Hogg stretched out his paw again and shouted at Bruce, who had already won the resurrection match:
"Open your eyes! The operation was quite successful. You are now a girl."

①: In the ancient Roman Empire, the marriageable age for men was 14 and for women was 12. Adults reached adulthood at around 17 years old, and during this period, they could serve in the military and become a glorious imperial soldier. (Legal)

(End of this chapter)