Armed with the experience from their first surgery, the second procedure went much more smoothly and commenced without delay.
Their arrival stirred a buzz within the military camp.
A young soldier, who happened to pass by and see Chu Qingzhi carrying a tray of various surgical knives, whispered mysteriously, "Do you guys have any idea what Miss Qingzhi and the two divine doctors are doing inside that tent?"
The soldiers around him shook their heads in unison, "No idea. But judging by your tone, you do?"
The young soldier shook his head solemnly, "I don't. But I saw all these knives, each one bizarrely shaped and seemingly razor-sharp…"
The soldiers exchanged glances, their imaginations running wild, scaring themselves with their own thoughts.
"I've never seen a doctor need so many knives for treatment. What exactly are they doing in there?"
"Why don't we ask your scout friend to take a look?"
