Other than the fractures, the rest were merely superficial wounds that were not life-threatening.
Su Mo swiftly picked up the tweezers and carefully removed the tiny grains of sand and debris embedded in the flesh. Then he took up a suture needle and completed the stitching with needle and thread dancing like a performance.
Because there was no anesthetic, Edgar had gritted his teeth and prepared himself from the start.
But when Su Mo moved the lamp away from his face, Edgar suddenly realized that every wound on his body had already been treated.
"So fast?" Edgar's eyes widened.
He sat up and touched the stitched areas. The stitches were so neat they looked as though there were none at all.
"What did you expect? You'll have to go back to the checkpoint and slowly recover from the internal injuries."
Su Mo raised his head slightly.
His words sounded simple, but the admiring looks from the other members of the Town Fire Squad showed just how incredible the wound cleaning and stitching had been.
That flower-arranging-like elegance could only have come from absolute confidence in his own abilities.
"Damn, no wonder it's an A-Class Medical Ability. It's insanely powerful!"
Zhao Lei clicked his tongue inwardly. His unease about the mission had been eased somewhat by Su Mo's presence.
A powerful logistical support system could indeed increase the mission's success rate by thirty percent.
When it was the other two men's turn, treating their fractures was even less difficult. Su Mo calmly walked over, gently lifted the clothing covering their injuries, and carefully examined the fractures.
Next, he picked up the splints and bandages he had prepared in advance.
After adjusting the angle, he quickly secured both men's broken arms, preventing displacement without obstructing blood circulation or affecting recovery.
"You'll need