Inside the operating room, bright lights illuminated a steel alloy bed, covered by a white cloth that left just a corner exposed. There were medical counters and shelves holding various trays and a myriad of medicines all around the bed. There were also surgical tools like scissors, awls, and scalpels.0

The ceiling lights reflected off the metal instruments, casting a cold sheen that inexplicably induced fear. Simone took a deep breath to calm his nerves.0

The operating room door opened, and a team of seven or eight people quickly entered. The youngest among them were middle-aged, while the oldest had white hair and a face full of wrinkles. Dressed uniformly in doctor's attire with rubber gloves, they exuded a professional and seasoned temperament. These physicians were renowned orthopedic doctors, highly skilled in the study of human bones and blood vessels. They would assist Cassius in performing the correction during the surgery.0

Then, the operating room door was pushed open again with a click. A travel-worn Cassius walked in, dressed in a trench coat. He seemed to have just finished handling some important matter outside.0

"Get ready. Let's start immediately," he said, locking the door behind him. He glanced at one of his aides, who immediately lifted the white cloth, fully revealing the iron bed underneath. It was sturdy, solid, and with metallic edges. It looked like a large shield. At each of the four corners were handle-like restraints that could shackle a person's lim...0