At the circular region marked by the fire cup, Su Tao used the three-edged needle to open a cross-wound and black-colored blood endlessly flowed out, dying the entire operation table.
When the spectators saw this scene from outside the operation room, they were startled with fear in their eyes.
"This is murder! Quick, we have to stop him!" Cao Qiang hollered.
But knowing that Cao Qiang was trying to manipulate the atmosphere, w.a.n.g Hong forcefully waved his hand and deeply roared, "Silence!"
Hence, Cao Qiang could only shut his mouth.
Qin Ming was depressed. He knew that w.a.n.g Hong's eyesight was formidable. Although the scene was a little horrifying, it paled in comparison to an actual surgery.
At this moment, Qin Ming gradually saw through the treatment. Although Su Tao was using the Meridian-Stimulating Fire Cupping Technique, it had the same effect as Western Medicine's surgery.
It's just that, for the surgery, doctors were required to open the skull before looking for the injury to work.
However, Su Tao has miraculously achieved the same effect through the Meridian-Stimulating Fire Cupping Technique.
Then again, it was still a challenging procedure since not every physician could accomplish this feat. After all, not many people could accurately determine the patient's condition.
Su Tao was familiar with acupoints and meridians, which was the reason why he managed to find the exact location to use the medicinal fumigation to treat the internal bleeding before using the suction force to round the blood at a location. The final procedure was the most crucial step since it required using the three-edged needle to open a wound and let the blood out.
A few minutes later, the black-colored blood slowly turned red and the amount also started to decrease. Watching this scene, Su Tao sighed in relief. The treatment was viable, as he had expected.
After waiting for the blood to stop, Su Tao did not end his treatment. He took the commonly used st.i.tching needles for operation in western medicine.
This scene left Qin Ming in astonishment, before he pondered whether Su Tao was going to st.i.tch up the wound.
St.i.tching was the foundation of all Western Medicine surgery, and ordinary surgeons had to practice for at least seven to eight years before they became proficient with it.
But at this moment, the st.i.tching needle was agile as it danced in Su Tao's hand.
There was generally less fat on the scalp, and it also meant greater difficulty in st.i.tching. But every single one of Su Tao's movements were exquisite, giving off the misconception that he was performing an embroidery.
"b.u.t.terfly st.i.tches!" w.a.n.g Hong praised.
Qin Ming knew that w.a.n.g Hong's words were directed at him, which was meant to remind him that Su Tao was familiar with operations.
b.u.t.terfly st.i.tches was an entirely new technique in surgery. The needle danced in and out of the skin. After the st.i.tching was completed, the suture would not be seen on the wound except for a needle hole, and if it was seen from the side, the wound would look like a pair of b.u.t.terfly wings.
If it was in a location with more fat, Qin Ming was confident that he could achieve it. But Su Tao has done it on the head, which didn't have much fat, so not even Qin Ming was absolutely confident in performing it.
Most importantly, while the b.u.t.terfly st.i.tches was decisive and straightforward, it required a long time. However, Su Tao has completed the st.i.tching in just five minutes!
This left every doctor present here shocked, especially Cao Qiang. His mouth was widened and couldn't utter a single word at this moment.
Everyone has underestimated Su Tao, and his skills in b.u.t.terfly st.i.tching was something that required a long time to refine.