Chapter 224： I am a master, omnipotent

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

Seeing this scene, Qin Luo shook his heart and greeted him quickly.

"Just let me, I'm a doctor!"

At this moment, a man in a suit rushed over, carrying a first aid kit in his hand, and hurried over.

Seeing the middle-aged man whose head was bloody, he immediately began to diagnose and treat.

"Doctor, leave me alone, save my son!" the middle-aged man shouted.

The son is far more important than his life.

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

Soon there was a 3-inch-long opening on his right arm.

The blood is constantly leaking from the mouth.

This opening must be stitched up, if not stitched together, he will probably die.

But he is a physician and he is not good at stitching.

Even though he has suture tools in his first aid kit, he cannot use them.

"Damn it, if I were a surgeon." He thought to himself secretly.

"Let me come, I will stitch."

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

Looking up, I saw a handsome young man who was about 17 or 18 years old, looking at him.

Zhuang Rui:? ? ?

Is it a medical school student?

"Will you sew?" Zhuang Rui asked tentatively.

"Well, know a little." Qin Luo nodded.

For him who is proficient in first aid, stitching is a simple matter.

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

I want to be, but it is not.

Qin Luo thought for a while, with a serious expression on his face: "No, I am a student of Beishan Fourth Middle School."

Beishan Fourth Middle School?

If Wang Rui remembers correctly, it is a high school.

Can a high school student stitch together? Why don't you believe it after thinking about it?

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

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

At this moment, the patient's face was pale due to excessive blood loss. If the stitches are not sutured in time, his life may be in danger.

"What are you doing!" Zhuang Ruili shouted.

Too late to explain, nor too late to anesthetize.

Qin Luo retracted the needle and dropped the suture needle straight to the patient's forehead.

The tip of the needle pierced the skin, and the wound was immediately tightened when it was pulled, hooked, and lifted.

Qin Luo sutured quickly, and the patient's wound had been sutured in just over ten seconds.

"..." At this moment, Zhuang Rui's eyes suddenly widened, staring at Qin Luo a little bit.

It took ten seconds to complete the stitching, and the stitched part was still on the head, this sensitive part.

More importantly, the stitching technique Qin Luo used was actually **** stitching.

There are thousands of suture techniques, and different injured parts have different suture techniques.

Butt stitching 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 during the suture process, and to be very picky about the suture technique and proficiency in the perfect joint.

Qin Luo! A high school student in Beishan No. 4 Middle School, Zhuang Rui never expected that he could master the **** stitching.

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

"Replacement as fake."