Yang Ruxin nodded, knowing that Dao Xuzi's acupuncture skills were incredibly powerful. The anesthesia effect from acupuncture was better than Powder for Anesthesia, so after taking a deep breath, she took out the tools from her space, sterilized them, and focused as she made the first incision in Tian Jiarong's abdomen.
The tools were a set of surgical instruments modeled after those commonly used in post-modern hospitals.
There was also the suture thread, extracted by Dao Xuzi from a type of grass, which was quite elastic and had been used before to stitch up wild cats. The thread would naturally fall off once the wound healed.
Yang Ruxin closed her eyes slightly, praying that her superpower would be effective because this was a life-and-death situation. Luckily, her ability was still there.
