Quan Qiao put her ponytail in place, washed her hands and disinfected them, then gave strict instructions:
"Prepare for surgery, get my medical kit!"
As soon as she finished speaking, Old Xia immediately went to prepare things for Quan Qiao.
Li Jinyu, wearing a sterile suit, also came in from outside, carrying a matte black suitcase.
Inside were all Quan Qiao's own surgical tools.
Li Jinyu walked up to Quan Qiao and said, "Xiao Qiao, I brought you everything you wanted."
"Thank you."
As Quan Qiao replied, he calmly extended his hand.
A doctor immediately put gloves on her and someone put on protective clothing for her.
She just stood there, like an ancient queen or aristocrat, allowing herself to be served.
Li Jinyu also stood by and adjusted her surgical gown.
Fu Yi sat in the front corner and witnessed the scene with his own eyes.
All those surrounding Quan Qiao were men.
Either stand behind her and tie her belt, or stand beside her and put on her gloves.
She glanced at him with her cold and beautiful eyes, with obvious arrogance and provocation.
Fu Yi's face was handsome and cold, and one couldn't tell much from his emotions.
Quan Qiao has started the operation.
The anesthesiologist gave the patient lower body anesthesia.
She pulled out a small bottle of green stuff from her medical kit and applied it to the patient's legs.
After a while, she picked up the scalpel and began to perform slice operations on various parts of the leg.
Everyone looked extremely shocked.
The patient has a serious infection, and forced skin incision surgery may lead to infection and death.
But Quan Qiao didn't know what was applied, and the patient's skin did not show any changes, not even any heavy bleeding.
Quan Qiao's technique was exceptionally skillful. With each stroke of the knife, she cut off the excess skin and then sewed it up.
She used a single-needle suturing method, and there was no trace of suturing at all, as if it was made with a very thin thread.
Li Jinyu was particularly shocked, and all his attention was on Quan Qiao.
At this moment, she was serious and professional, without any of her previous laxity and frivolity, and beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead.
He felt very distressed.
After such a long operation, your hands must be tired, your waist must be sore, and your shoulders must be painful.
His little beauty should just be a little princess, eating and drinking, but here she is so exhausted...
Unfortunately, he couldn't help and could only wipe her sweat considerately with a handkerchief.
The rest of the people all stared at Quan Qiao's movements, trying to learn her techniques.
Old Xia watched intently, imprinting every scene in his mind, and wished he could find a small notebook to write it down.
Finally, an hour later, the operation was completed perfectly.
Quan Qiao applied another ointment she had developed on the patient, then stood up and said:
"After seven days, you will be cured."
After he finished speaking, his eyes were still on Fu Yi, and he sternly warned:
"From now on, you can call me for things like this. There's no need for you to do it yourself, Professor Fu!"
She can contact other men, but he must never approach other women!
Fu Yi's expression was as cold and indifferent as ever, as if he didn't intend to pay any attention to her.
His eyes fell on the patient, with some consideration and scrutiny.
Everyone looked at the pair of legs that were originally loose, which had now become delicate and straight, with only some barely visible cutting marks.
They were dumbfounded and in disbelief.
“It’s incredible!”
"The Ghost Hand Doctor is indeed the Ghost Hand Doctor. He is absolutely superb and has reached the pinnacle of his skill!"
"Miracle doctor! Can you explain to me your stitching technique? How do you manage to leave no trace?"
"I can beg you to tell me the ingredients of the medicine even if I kneel down on my knees!"
"Go away, go away... Xiao Qiao is tired and she won't answer any questions."
Lin Lanyi pushed everyone aside, untied the straps on Quan Qiao's back, and took off her surgical protective suit.
He also brought disinfectant cotton wipes to wipe her hands.
But when he just touched Quan Qiao's hand, he paused again and said:
"Little Qiao'er, come by yourself..."
Quan Qiao glanced at the indifferent Fu Yi, raised his hand and said to Lin Lanyi:
"No need, just come."
Lin Lanyi was extremely excited. Even if Xiao Qiaoer only used her as a tool, he didn't mind!
He immediately and considerately cleaned Quan Qiao's hands.
A nurse pushed the patient to the ward, and the four brothers outside the ward also changed into sterile suits and came in.
Some fanned Quan Qiao, some handed her water, and some handed her snacks.
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