"They took the medicine I prescribed, and they also took the gold sore medicine and anesthetic."

Fan Ruoxi glanced at Mo Zixuan, it turned out that this person was still a doctor.

Also, since I want to learn this suture technique from myself, the doctor must be more interested.

"Please prepare a few basins of water for me, I want to wash my hands and wounds." After speaking, let Xia Yu hand over the medicine box.

She looked at the man's wound, but fortunately it didn't hurt his internal organs, otherwise the man wouldn't have survived until now.

"In addition, give me high wine, and boiling water, which is used for disinfection."

Fan Ruoxi took out suture needles from the medicine box, including round needles, angle needles, shovel needles, and straight needles.

These were all prepared by her in advance, and she couldn't take them out of the space directly anyway.

Mo Zixuan said, "Can you give me these needles?"

Fan Ruoxi looked unhappy, who do you think you are?

"I can't."

Fan Ruoxi put on a mask, lowered his head and washed his hands, washed them three times, and disinfected his hands with wine.

"Wait until you get a chance to get some disinfectant."

When Mo Zixuan saw those tools, his eyes lit green.

"Fan Ruoxi, can you give me these things?"

"If you quarrel again, I won't make it!"

Treating a patient requires a high degree of concentration, this person is buzzing like a fly, what is it doing?

Mo Zixuan immediately covered his mouth with his hands and stared at his big eyes, indicating that he would no longer speak.

However, after thinking of his purpose, Fan Ruoxi said, "I can lend it to you, and you can take it yourself and find someone to fight." “

Mo Zixuan covered his mouth and muttered, "Little girl, you are so good." “

Fan Ruoxi didn't hear clearly, rolled his eyes, turned his head, and first took out the scalpel soaked in alcohol to remove the rotten meat.

Then I took tweezers and other tools to stitch and pull.

Mo Zixuan saw the little girl's suddenly serious expression, he was attracted to her and kept looking at her.

Fan Ruoxi had some sweat on his forehead, almost reaching the corners of his eyes, "Wipe the sweat!" “

"Oh." Mo Zixuan didn't expect to have to serve this little girl, but he was willing, because people are powerful.

After finally tying a bow, Fan Ruoxi raised his head, only to feel that his neck was stiff.

Mo Zixuan's eyes looked fixedly at the place where the stitches were sealed, "The wound can still be treated like this, the wound can really be treated like this?" “

Although he had already seen the sutures on Lord Han's abdomen, he was overjoyed when he saw that there was really someone who could suture it again.

"I asked you to wipe my sweat because I was afraid that the sweat would drip into the wound, and there would be bacteria in the sweat that would infect the wound."

"Is that so?"

"You can find some pork rind or something when you practice, okay, I'll teach you officially now."

"The posture of this scalpel is acupressure, grasping, holding pen, and reverse picking."

Fan Ruoxi gestured as he spoke, and then began skin stitching on the other person.

"Look, it's needle insertion."

I saw Fan Ruoxi holding tooth forceps in his left hand, lifting the edge of the skin, holding the needle forceps that had clamped the needle thread in his right hand, and using the wrist arm force to screw in from the outside, and cut into the skin along the arc of the needle.

"Note that the needle is perpendicular to the tissue being sutured."

Mo Zixuan didn't understand what suture tissue was, nor did he know what vertical was.

He suddenly looked solemnly at the woman in front of him, and there was a burning heat in his eyes.

Fan Ruoxi didn't know at this time that she was still concentrating on threading the needle.

After stitching up the wounds of the three people, it was already dinner time, and Fan Ruoxi had to hurry home.

"Master Mo, this needle extraction, needle extraction and needle clamping have been basically taught to you, but you can't suture people now, and the technique is not good."

"Is it that hard?"

As a surgeon, she also studied for eight years before going to the operating table in her previous life.