Blood continued to flow out of Zhang Yang's body.
Wei Shuyi was highly focused. Even though the temperature in the operating theater was low, a layer of sweat still appeared on his back. He could feel the sweat rolling off his body, but his posture did not change. Only his hands and eyes moved.
Using the microneedle, he stitched up all the wounds.
"Cut the wire."
Liu Jun cut the wire.
Wei Shuyi took a step back. "You do the rest." He said this to Liu Chong.
"Yes, Doctor Wei."
Wei Shuyi stood at the side and watched Liu Chong clean up. Occasionally, he would glance at the detector.
In the end, Liu Chong said to the nurse, "Ah Zhu, check it. If there's no problem, I'll close the wound."
The nurse immediately checked the number of gauze and other related things. After confirming that there were no missing pieces, she nodded at Liu Chong. "There's no problem, Doctor Liu. You can start suturing now."
