No time left. Without hesitation, Xie Wanying took the instrument the nurse offered, her gaze fixed on verifying the target point she calculated in her mind, and swiftly used the needle holder in her right hand to stitch a line.
Whoo~ Everyone let out a breath.
Whose move did she just mimic?
Duan Sanbao blinked in surprise: No way? Did she learn her cousin boss's technique?
It was a dragonfly-like action, nimble, rapid, and precise, with his flair. The whirlpool in Cao Zhaomo's eyes stopped gradually and became solemn: Clearly, someone has kept something from him about the people on his younger brother's side. He had never seen any "child" learning and applying so swiftly.
Besides her quick movements, Student Xie's mind calculated at lightning speed. As soon as one stitch was done, she promptly instructed the nurse, "Switch to PDS suture."
The instrument nurse, sweating due to her rapid movement and response, rushed to assist the doctor in threading the needle.
