Lin Yi originally did not want to explain, but since he had taken Divine Doctor Zhang as his disciple, he thought it best to pass on some techniques.
Divine Doctor Zhang stared at the syringe with curiosity, never knowing there were such drugs in the world that could numb the nerves and lessen the sensation of pain.
Seeing the puzzled look on Divine Doctor Zhang's face, Lin Yi paused for a moment; the things from the future were indeed hard to understand for Divine Doctor Zhang.
"Don't be in a hurry; come and watch how I stitch. You need to learn this stitching technique well. After the wound heals, it will leave a very small scar."
Divine Doctor Zhang was mesmerized, committing every detail of the movements to memory.
After watching Lin Yi stitch ten times, Divine Doctor Zhang mustered the courage to speak.
"Master, may your disciple try stitching?"
