The injured soldier who had already taken the anesthetic was long unconscious, lying motionless like a corpse at the mercy of whichever direction he was moved.
Sun Zelan knew very well that the surgery needed to be completed while the drug was still effective. Otherwise, the pain would kill the soldier. She heard familiar, light footsteps but was too engrossed to look up, focusing intently on her suturing.
Sun Guangbai occasionally wiped her sweat and absorbed the continuously seeping blood with clean gauze, which quickly filled the basin on the ground.
Sun Guangbai had come prepared with another packet of clean gauze, specially prepared beforehand by boiling in hot water, making them incredibly soft.
Sun Zelan suddenly said, "Scissors."
Sun Guangbai immediately handed the scissors over. Sun Zelan cut the thread, passed the scissors back, and continued stitching the stomach wound. Brother and sister worked in seamless, fluid coordination.
