"Yes, it's just a minor scratch."

Lin Fan didn't care that there were people around and took off his shirt directly.

How many stitches were needed?

Liang Shaoqing was also a skilled doctor, so he could naturally tell the severity of his injuries.

"No seam."

Lin Fan tried moving his shoulder, and it felt much better.

At least, it won't hurt too much when I move around.

"It is said that doctors cannot heal themselves, and it seems that this is indeed true."

As Liang Shaoqing spoke, he began rummaging through the suitcase under the bed.

They quickly took out a professional medical kit, opened it, and took out a set of suture supplies.

"No need for all that trouble, it's just a minor injury."

Lin Fan was still thinking of refusing.

"What, are you afraid I'll charge you?"

Liang Shaoqing smiled and began disinfecting with medical alcohol.

As he disinfected, he pointed to the bed.

Lin Fan didn't insist and obediently lay on the bed.

"Don't shout later, or people will think we're two grown men doing something!"

As Liang Shaoqing and he became more and more familiar with each other, they started joking around more and more without any restraint.

"I'm afraid you'll faint at the sight of blood."

Lin Fan jokingly replied in return.

"As a doctor, I certainly cannot faint at the sight of blood."

After Liang Shaoqing finished speaking, he lifted the gauze.

"call."

Lin Fan frowned slightly.

"It seems like someone who did a half-baked job helped you with it!"

Liang Shaoqing couldn't help but make a comment.

My hands weren't idle either; I helped him clean his wound.

Then, they began to carefully stitch up Lin Fan.

"Huh? The Entangling Needle Technique?"

Lin Fan felt the needlework on his shoulder and let out a soft exclamation.

"How...how did you know?"

Liang Shaoqing's acupuncture technique was recognized, and he couldn't help but stop.

He was quite surprised that his ancestral acupuncture technique was recognized so easily.

"Your needling technique is not quite right."

"The stitch on the left should be a little higher, and the third stitch is also a bit off."

Lin Fan didn't explain, but instead waved to him, "Give me a piece of paper and a pen, and I'll draw it for you so you'll understand."

"good!"

Liang Shaoqing nodded vigorously and quickly went to get his paper and pen.

"Do you need me to draw the whole set for you?"

Lin Fan asked a question first.

"If you really know how, then draw it."

Liang Shaoqing swallowed hard, suppressing the restlessness in his heart.

He was shocked enough to discover that the ancestral techniques he had learned for so many years were wrong.

However, Lin Fan actually said that there was still the authentic one, so how could he not be excited?

"Look carefully, this set is for suturing ordinary wounds like the one you just saw. The main thing is to use this rotating method to move the needle."

"The stitches must be fine so that the skin and flesh of the wound can tighten and close on their own."

"The other set is for suturing internal organs. This requires skillful application of tension and the ability to quickly stop bleeding, like a swallow weaving its nest..."

Lin Fan was very patient, explaining the procedure to Liang Shaoqing step by step.

Liang Shaoqing was dumbfounded, almost kneeling on the ground in awe.

"Brother Lin... you taught me even better than my grandfather."

"Even my grandfather didn't know how to do the last few stitches. Where did you learn them?"

He finally couldn't hold back and interrupted Lin Fan.

"Never mind where I learned it, did you remember it?"

"This is very important; I see that this item is included in our project."

Lin Fan handed the finished drawing paper to Liang Shaoqing, then pointed to his own shoulder and said, "Unravel the lines, and I'll be your guinea pig."

"What did you say?"

Liang Shaoqing was shocked after hearing this.

Who would practice on a real person?

"It's okay, I can handle the pain."

"If you can master this stitching technique, it might be a key to our team's victory."

Lin Fan smiled and said.

"You really think so?"

A feeling of emotion welled up in Liang Shaoqing's heart.

It turned out that Lin Fan wanted him to learn this acupuncture technique for the competition.

Such selfless spirit is truly admirable.

"Stop hesitating and come on over."

Lin Fan didn't give the kid a chance to get emotional.

"good!"

Once Liang Shaoqing switched to a serious demeanor, he began to remove the stitches with great care.

It's impossible not to be nervous when stitching it up again.

However, with Lin Fan teaching him step by step, he was able to handle the situation with relative ease.

"You're a quick learner, kid."

After finishing the stitching, Lin Fan couldn't help but praise it.

"It's all thanks to Brother Lin's excellent teaching."

Liang Shaoqing said it naturally.

The change in address from Lin Fan to Brother Lin is quite subtle.

Stop flattering me and hurry up and disinfect; my back is a little sore.

Lin Fan didn't know whether to laugh or cry.

"Okay, right away."

Liang Shaoqing quickly began to disinfect the stitched wound.

While disinfecting, I kept an eye on his wound.

If it weren't for the fact that it was already somewhat inflamed, you wouldn't be able to tell at first glance that it had been injured.

The stitching is absolutely perfect!

Lin Fan twisted his waist and loosened his shoulders.

This time, he finally dared to increase the amplitude of his movements.

"Not bad, very talented, you've already grasped the essence."

Lin Fan couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

No wonder this kid is so arrogant; he really has the right to be arrogant.

"No, there's still a lot I can learn from you, Brother Lin."

After spending a few days together, his rough edges were noticeably smoothed out.

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