Chapter 224

Even though he was covered with blood, he seemed unconscious.

Seeing this scene, Qin Luo's heart was seized, and he stepped forward to meet him.

"Give way, I'm a doctor!"

Just then, a man in a suit came straight up, carrying a first-aid kit in his hand, and came running in a hurry.

See slow head is blood of middle-aged man, he immediately began to hand treatment.

"Doctor, leave me alone and help my son!" Yelled the middle-aged man.

A son is far more important than his life.

"Listen to me. I'm a doctor." The man in suit took out alcohol from the first-aid kit, and the veil cleaned up the wounds for the middle-aged man.

Soon there was a 3-inch hole in his right arm.

Blood is constantly oozing out of the mouth.

The hole had to be sewn up, and if not, he would have died.

But he's a physician, and he's not good at stitching.

Even if he had a suture kit in his first aid kit, he couldn't use it.

"Damn it, if only I were a surgeon." He thought of it secretly.

"Let me do it. I'll sew it up."

Just when he was at a loss, a voice came into his ear.

Looking up, I saw a young man with a delicate appearance, about seventeen or eighteen years old, looking at himself.

Zhuang Rui:???

Are they medical students?

"Can you sew it up?" Zhuang Rui asked tentatively.

"Well, a little." Qin Luo nodded.

For the master of the first aid encyclopedia, suture is a simple thing.

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

I'd love to, but it's not.

Qin Luo thought for a while, and with a serious face, he said, "no, I'm a student of Beishan NO.4 middle school."

Beishan NO.4 middle school?

If Wang Rui remembers correctly, it's a high school.

Can a high school student sew it up? Why don't you believe it?

"Classmate, you can't help." Zhuang Rui said solemnly.

However, Qin Luo didn't care about Zhuang Rui's words. He went to him, took out the needle and thread from the first-aid kit, sterilized it with alcohol, and went straight to the patient.

At the moment, the patient has lost too much blood, resulting in pale face. If the patient is not sutured in time, his life may be in danger.

"What are you doing?" Zhuang Ruili has a drink.

There's no time to explain, there's no time to anesthetize.

Qin Luo took up the needle and dropped it. The suture needle went straight to the patient's forehead.

The tip of the needle punctured the skin, and the wound was immediately tightened by pulling, hooking and lifting.

Qin Luo stitched up very quickly. In a short time of about ten seconds, the patient's wound had been sutured.

“……” At this moment, Zhuang Rui's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Qin Luo.

It took about 10 seconds to complete the suture, and the suture was still in the head, a sensitive part.

What's more, Qin Luo's suture technique is actually butt suture.

There are thousands of stitching techniques, and there are different suture techniques for different injured parts.

Butt suture is one of the most difficult techniques to master, and it is also one of the seamless stitching techniques.

It requires the doctor to accurately determine the depth of the wound in the process of suture, and to the perfect docking, suture technique, proficiency is quite picky.

Qin Luo! Zhuang Rui Wan, a senior high school student in Beishan NO.4 middle school, didn't expect that he could master the butt stitching.

"Classmate, are you really a student of Beishan NO.4 middle school?"

"If it's fake, it will be changed."