She simply stitched up bloody wounds into an art, and it was so beautiful that it was breathtaking.

Not only were the medical staff present shocked by Gong Yu's superb suturing skills, but even Yan Xin, who had seen the best surgical operation, looked at Gong Yu with a shocked expression, as if he was looking at an alien.

Who is this Gong Yu?

Why does it feel as if there is nothing she won't.

In just twenty minutes, Gong Yu sutured the wound at high speed, closed the sutures, bandaged it, and stopped the bleeding, all in one go.

At this time, a new blood bag was sent in, just in time to replenish the missing blood.

After treating the wound at the base of his thigh, Gong Yu began to connect Mu Nian's burst blood vessels.

These are Mu Nian's fatal wounds.

Everyone was puzzled about how Gong Yu would connect the blood vessels for Mu Nian.

However, for Gong Yu, these are nothing.

She ordered in a cold voice: "Everyone else goes out, just leave Yan Xin here alone." ”

The medical staff wanted to object, but Yan Xin waved them out.

As soon as the medical staff left, Gong Yu turned off the operation video, and then took out the pill that he had scavenged on Mu Nian's body before from his pocket.

A few had been used up before, and only one was left to replenish the Yuan Pill and one Blood Replenishing Pill, which now came in handy.

Gong Yu decisively took off Mu Nian's oxygen mask, opened his mouth, quickly stuffed two pills into Mu Nian's mouth, and urgently brought him an oxygen mask.

A set of actions was so fast that Yan Xin didn't even react, and it was already over.

Originally, it was an extremely dangerous thing to feed a comatose patient during the operation, but after the Replenishing Yuan Pill and the Replenishing Blood Pill entered Mu Nian's mouth, they immediately turned into a warm current, burrowed into his blood, and repaired his injuries.

With the cooperation of modern medical treatment and pills, Mu Nian's originally pale face slowly showed signs of ruddyness.

Not only that, but even the broken tendons and veins are slowly connected under the naked eye.

Gong Yu didn't stop, quickly picked up cotton to stop the bleeding, and cleaned Mu Nian's wounds.

A long three hours passed.

Gong Yu finally cleaned all Mu Nian's wounds, and the bleeding slowly stopped.

She exhaled heavily, wiped the beads of sweat off her forehead, and used tweezers to pick up the thinnest needle and thread again to stitch up Mu Nian's wound.

Yan Xin stood aside and watched, just handing Gong Yu the surgical equipment, he was already so tired that his hands and feet were weak and his eyes were swollen.

It was hard for him to imagine how Gong Yu could operate non-stop for three or four hours without resting.

What surprised him even more was that even though Gong Yu operated at a non-stop altitude for three or four hours, he was still as accurate as he was at the beginning, without any mistakes.

Just as Gong Yu began to stitch up Mu Nian's wounds, no one noticed that Mu Nian, who was originally unconscious, quietly rolled his eyeballs a few times.

It hurts.

The tearing pain made Mu Nian frown.

The eyelids were slightly raised, and then lowered tiredly.

He saw a bright light, a white wall; Smelled a pungent smell of potions, and a strong smell of blood; He felt a cold needle running through his skin, threads tugging at his muscles, and bursts of heart-rending pain.

This is the hospital, and he's on the operating table.

Mu Nian quickly judged his situation.

Although his consciousness was restored, his body was still unable to move due to the anesthetic.

What about Gong Yu?

Where is she?