Ten minutes later.
Chen Miao let out a long, forceful breath.
Seeing this, Shi Manman looked at him in utter bewilderment.
"Done?"
Chen Miao nodded solemnly.
"Done!"
Shi Manman turned her gaze back to the face, which had been sewn into a complete mess with X-shaped stitches.
She could not help asking again, "This is the finished product?"
Chen Miao nodded expressionlessly.
In truth, he was a little uncertain himself. His stitching might be lousy, but surely his comprehension was not that bad.
He was certain he had followed the instructions in the Eighteen Skin-Painting Forms.
Yet the stitches covering the entire face were making even Chen Miao doubt himself.
Could this be like those math problems I used to do? If I couldn't solve them, the problem wasn't me-it was the question?
Chen Miao fell silent for a moment, then finally decided to trust that his answer was correct!
"Just like this. Give it a try."
Shi Manman wanted to say that if this was all he wanted, she did not need any practice. She could get straight to work.
But Chen Miao was the client, after all. Whatever he said went!
Shi Manman was much faster than Chen Miao. Using the Soul-Guiding Needle, she finished the whole procedure in under five minutes.
Her zigzag stitches flowed smoothly, with a knot tied after every three stitches.
As for the Throat-Sealing Knot around the mouth, there was no visible sign of stitching at all. Only by lifting the lip slightly could one see the thread inside.
That was her skill with a needle and thread. When she went on to fill out the face, Chen Miao was even more amazed.
Aside from the difference in complexion, weren't those features exactly like the person in the photo Luo Yucheng's parents had