"One hundred seconds!"
"One hundred ten seconds!"
"One hundred twenty seconds!"
"One hundred thirty seconds!"
As the countdown continued like a plea for life, Lin Jie remained calm, his ten fingers moving like phantoms over the red heart, skillfully stitching the incision closed with a braid-like pattern.
He tied the knots and cut the sutures smoothly, all the while hearing the final countdown, "One hundred forty-six seconds!"
Five seconds faster than Sun Xiaoqi's heart suturing surgery.
Lin Jie was quite satisfied with this progress.
At Lin Jie's level, he was nearing the limits. Progressing further from this pinnacle is extremely difficult. Cutting five seconds was already a huge improvement.
No instructions from Lin Jie were needed. The assistants, who were already prepared, immediately began injecting the neutralizing and heart-stopping medications and adrenaline into Li Hao as Lin Jie stopped.
