Whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh whoosh...
Qin Yu inserted several dozen silver needles into Li Zhimin's body, making him look like a porcupine.
The effect was quite evident; Li Zhimin's ongoing trembling began to subside as more and more silver needles were inserted, reducing the amplitude of his tremors.
This scene made everyone click their tongues in amazement; even without fully understanding the situation, they all realized that the patient's nerves had ceased transmitting!
This meant the patient was now in a state of general anesthesia.
"Qin, this technique is simply magical! Is this the acupuncture of your Dragon Country's traditional Chinese medicine? When did you learn this? I remember you couldn't do this two years ago!"
"Two years ago I indeed couldn't, I just mastered these skills in the past half year. Okay, the patient has now successfully undergone physical general anesthesia; the craniotomy is all yours," Qin Yu said with a grin.
