"I'll do it," she said. "I studied in medical school for two years and I've learned this."

She actually had no experience in treating wounds for living people before.

What she sutured was the cut of the anatomy. However, out of respect for the anatomy subject, she never did perfunctorily when she sutured it. She would do whatever she should do, and would not miss a single stitch.

So no matter what, in terms of proficiency in the technique, she must be far better than the old lady in front of her who seemed to faint in the next second. It should not be a big problem to deal with such an open wound that does not seem to hurt the femoral artery.

The Wang Ma was relieved, said "ah", put down the needle and thread and ran over, and treated her like a life-saving Bodhisattva.

She asked Wang's mother to boil water and cook the needle and thread for a quarter of an hour.

Wang Ma responded repeatedly.

She walked into the bathroom, rolled up her sleeves, and washed her hands with soap. While washing, she saw her cousin Ye Xianqi following in, sweating and closed the door and whispered: "Snow Zhi, are you really good? Have you really learned this in a medical school?"

He looked disbelief and turned his head quickly and looked behind him.

"Didn't you ask Wang Ma to sew it? Why do you have to take care of the matter yourself? What if they can't do it well, what should they do?"
Chapter completed!