224: C224 I a Bookworm Am Omnipotent

C224 I a Bookworm Am Omnipotent

Even though he was covered in blood, he seemed to be unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Qin Luo's heart skipped a beat and he quickly went forward to greet him.

"Make way, I am a doctor!"

At this moment, a man in a suit rushed over. He was carrying a first-aid kit in his hand, and he hurriedly ran over.

When he saw the middle-aged man with blood on his head, he immediately started to diagnose and treat him.

"Doctor, don't worry about me, save my son!" The middle-aged man shouted loudly.

His son was far more important than his life.

"Listen to me, I am a doctor," the middle-aged man said. The man in the suit took out the alcohol from the first aid kit and used the veil to debride the middle-aged man.

Soon, a three-inch hole appeared on his right arm.

Blood continuously flowed out from the wound.

He had to suture this wound. If he didn't, he would most likely lose his life.

However, he was an internist, so he was not good at suturing.

Even though he had a suture tool in his first aid kit, he could not use it.

"Damn it, if only I was a surgeon." He thought to himself.

"'Let me do it, I know how to suture.'"

Just as he was at his wits' end, a voice entered his ears.

Looking up, he saw a handsome young man about seventeen or eighteen years old looking at him.

Zhuang Rui:???

Could he be a student of the medical college?

"You know how to suture?" Zhuang Rui asked tentatively.

"Yes, I know a little." Qin Luo nodded.

For someone like him who had mastered First Aid Completion, suturing was a simple task.

"Are you a student of the medical college?" Zhuang Rui asked again.

I wanted to, but the truth is not.

Qin Luo thought for a while and said with a serious face, "No, I am a student of Beishan Fourth Middle School."

Beishan Fourth Middle School?

If Wang Rui remembered correctly, it was a high school.

A high school student knew how to suture? Why didn't he believe it when he thought about it?

"Student, you can't help." Zhuang Rui said in a serious manner.

However, Qin Luo did not care about what Zhuang Rui said. He walked in front of him, took out the needle and thread from the first-aid kit, and used alcohol to detoxify the poison. He walked straight to the patient.

At this moment, the patient's face had turned pale because of excessive blood loss. If he did not suture it in time, his life would be in danger.0

"What are you doing?!" Zhuang Rui shouted.

He did not have time to explain or anesthetize.

Qin Luo put away the needle and inserted it into the patient's forehead.

The needle pierced through the skin, pulled, hooked, and pulled the wound tightly.

Qin Luo sutured the wound very quickly. In just ten seconds, the patient's wound had been sutured.

... "" At this moment, Zhuang Rui's eyes suddenly widened as he stared at Qin Luo.

In about ten seconds, the suture was completed, and the part that was sutured was still on the head, this sensitive part.

More importantly, the suture technique that Qin Luo used was actually the docking suture.

There were millions of suturing techniques. Different injured parts had different suturing techniques.

Docking was one of the most difficult techniques to master, and it was also one of the Traceless Suturing Techniques.

It required doctors to accurately determine the depth of the wound during the suturing process, and they had to be very picky about the suturing technique when it came to Perfect Appositional Suturing Technique and Perfect Appositional Suturing Technique.

Qin Luo! He was a high school student of Beishan Fourth Middle School. Zhuang Rui had never expected him to be able to master docking and suturing.

"Classmate, are you really a student of the Beishan Fourth Middle School?"

"Of course."

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