Chapter 36

Jiang Xingchen was not experimenting with the wild buffalo intestines to create a new dish. Instead, when Sun Sanqiang mentioned the gathering of the seven army group commanders again, he suddenly thought of a major issue. It was whether other doctors could learn his technique for suturing wounds. On Earth, internal wounds were sutured using absorbable sheep gut sutures. His method of using animal tendon sutures and leaving the ends outside was something he had unconsciously developed while treating Mo Hongxian, meaning he could not have done it without the enhanced dexterity provided by the sensitivity array.

The army doctors could not possibly have the same level of perception and dexterity as him, and they might not be able to learn this technique at all. If that were the case, it would be a big problem! Not only would the Zhao family pharmaceutical company suffer, but he might even be forcibly taken away to serve as a dedicated doctor for the army, which was not what he wanted.

Thinking of this possibility, his mood naturally became heavy, but he had not shown it to the little girl to avoid worrying her. He had asked Sun Sanqiang to get the buffalo intestines not to create a new dish, but to make sheep gut sutures.

In his previous life, he had a childhood friend who did not go to university and had been running medical equipment sales after high school. When they drank together, this friend had mentioned that medical sheep gut sutures were mostly made from the inner lining of cow intestines. They had discussed this topic at length.

Now, he still had five Cloud Mist leaves, which could further enhance the sensitivity array and increase dexterity. Making sheep gut sutures from wild buffalo intestines was not impossible.

Walking into the kitchen, he prepared hot water with Cloud Mist... After drinking five cups of Cloud Mist, Jiang Xingchen changed his breathing method, and the sensitivity array quickly spread throughout his body.

The effect of the five leaves was far beyond his expectations. The array slowly merged into his body and eventually disappeared...

"This array has finally merged into my body just like the Tai Chu array!" Jiang Xingchen was secretly delighted, indicating that the sensitivity array had reached its peak.

Then, Jiang Xingchen continued to use the breathing method, feeling the remaining heat flow instantly surge to his head. The mercury-like mist reappeared, and the third array, the Ming Zhi array, became visible.

This array only faintly appeared, and the heat flow from the Cloud Mist leaves was exhausted.

"What new function does the Ming Zhi array have?" Jiang Xingchen thought for a moment but put the idea aside. He needed to test the effects of the sensitivity array reaching its peak.

Holding a round wooden stick in his hand, the blade turned into a curtain of light, and in less than a minute, a toothbrush shape was formed.

To his surprise, Jiang Xingchen found that his strength had also increased significantly. Using a needle to drill holes was no longer as strenuous as before. As for tying the thread, he was now very proficient. In no time, a toothbrush was completed.

"Both dexterity and strength have increased significantly..." Jiang Xingchen thought to himself and took out another round of wood...

One toothbrush after another was made by Jiang Xingchen's dexterous hands. When he finished the tenth one, a knock on the door sounded, and Sun Sanqiang returned.

"I don't know what new dish this thing can make, with such a foul smell. This is only in winter; I wouldn't help you in summer..." Sun Sanqiang grumbled, instructing a thug behind him to place a large cloth bag at the kitchen door.

"Brother Sanqiang! Thank you..." Jiang Xingchen was about to say "thank you for your hard work," but Sun Sanqiang's eyes fell on the toothbrush, and he interrupted him, asking, "Hey, what's this new thing?"

"This... it's a toothbrush, for brushing teeth!" Jiang Xingchen explained.

"Brushing teeth!" Sun Sanqiang's eyes lit up, immediately understanding its use.

"Here, take one. Dip it in some fine salt, and it's definitely cleaner than rinsing your mouth!" Jiang Xingchen smiled and handed one over.

"Haha, you're a good friend, I'll take it!" Almost snatching it, Sun Sanqiang tucked the toothbrush into his chest and led his subordinates away.

After Sun Sanqiang left, Jiang Xingchen opened the bag, endured the smell, and took out the buffalo intestines. Holding a small knife, he began to carefully peel the inner lining...

After two whole months, Jiang Xingchen finally let out a long breath: "Thank goodness the sensitivity array has reached its peak, otherwise, peeling the inner lining would be easy, but making fine threads would be difficult!"

Next, he dried them. He vaguely remembered that this material could not touch water, or its elasticity would weaken and it would easily break. The best method was to dry it in the sun, which would also sterilize it, but since it was night, he could only use the stove fire to dry it.

He worked until late at night, finally managing to make a small bunch of sheep gut sutures. After cleaning everything up, he returned to his room to sleep...

The next day, just as dawn broke, Jiang Xingchen got up. Covered in a pink quilt, he felt a bit uncomfortable.

Washing up, boiling water, and making breakfast... When Mei'er woke up, a bowl of steaming hot wonton soup was placed in front of her.

"Ah! More delicious food!" The little girl was pleasantly surprised as soon as she opened her eyes and threw a wonton into her mouth.

"Ouch~ Hot, hot!" The little girl sucked in air sharply.

"Blow on it before you eat, don't be so hasty, no one is competing with you!" Jiang Xingchen scolded her helplessly, turned around, and poured a bowl of warm water, extending it to Mei'er's mouth.

The little girl calmed down, pursed her lips, and her eyes twinkled with a hint of mischief. She opened her mouth and bit the edge of the bowl...

By the time the sun was high, Jiang Xingchen had prepared the medicine for Mei'er, and Zhao Danqing arrived.

After giving the little girl some instructions, Jiang Xingchen followed Zhao Danqing out and immediately saw Qian Feng and Zhou Xiong guarding the door.

Originally, Jiang Xingchen wanted to let them in, but seeing their determined expressions, he gave up the idea.

Following Zhao Danqing, they arrived at the courtyard where the supply selection had taken place last time. Entering the hall, he found it already full of people. The seven army group commanders were very noticeable, with special markings on their clothes. Next to them was a bearded man, followed by Zhao Zixiang and nearly a hundred doctors.

This scene made Jiang Xingchen feel a sudden pressure, and his breathing became rapid.

"Commander, the person has arrived. Should we let him demonstrate?" Zhao Zixiang stood up and asked Wu Tianfeng.

The army commanders exchanged glances and nodded. Wu Tianfeng said, "Alright! Let him demonstrate!"

"Brother, it's up to you!" Zhao Danqing patted Jiang Xingchen's shoulder hard and walked to stand next to Zhao Zixiang.

Jiang Xingchen took a deep breath and stepped to the center of the hall. At this moment, a soldier was carried in by several men, and his wound was on his waist.

Frowning, Jiang Xingchen approached and took a look, his face turning pale.

"The soldier's wound is too large. We can only use ten times the amount of medicine to slow his bleeding, but the wound has not healed..." A doctor stood up to explain.

Jiang Xingchen nodded, suppressing his rapid heartbeat, and directly threaded the needle. He turned his head away from the wound and began suturing. The wound was too terrifying, and he was afraid he would faint halfway through, so he could only rely on his sense, occasionally glancing at the wound.

Jiang Xingchen's action stunned everyone. He could suture without looking at the wound, which showed an incredibly strong sense of touch. Even the army commanders opened their mouths wide in surprise.

This time, Jiang Xingchen not only did not look but also sutured faster than before. His hands moved like a butterfly, and the forceps opened and closed rhythmically. In a few minutes, he had finished suturing the soldier's wound.

"Excellent!" Wu Tianfeng praised, laughing and turning to the other army commanders, "What do you think? I was not exaggerating, was I?"

The other army commanders nodded in agreement, and the bearded man also smiled. Zhao Zixiang and Zhao Danqing were overjoyed, and the doctors behind them praised him.

However, the first army commander, Tang Chuxue, who was sitting in the center, had a serious expression and suddenly said, "Can our doctors learn this technique?"

As soon as these words were spoken, the hall fell silent, and everyone's expressions turned grim.

Previously, everyone had only thought about the benefits this method would bring to the empire, and even Jiang Xingchen's technique was seen as a closely guarded skill.

But now, with Tang Chuxue's words, they realized the issue. Over the past few days, the doctors had tried many times but could not achieve internal suturing with external thread ends. Seeing Jiang Xingchen suture without looking at the wound, they all understood that only his dexterous hands could do it.

The bearded man frowned deeply, his face as serious as if it could drop water. If only Jiang Xingchen could use this method, it would not be a contribution to the empire. His previous plan would fail, and he would become a laughingstock among the other nobles.

Zhao Zixiang and Zhao Danqing felt the same. The Zhao family pharmaceutical company had gained the supply contract because of this contribution. If it was not a contribution, their family would fall from the clouds to the depths of a valley.

At this moment, the doctors began to discuss, all nodding in agreement with Tang Chuxue. Even if they were tailors, they could not learn such a suturing technique.

The mood in the hall changed instantly, and the army commanders were extremely disappointed. They had hoped to enhance the recovery and overall strength of the empire's army, but this was not the result they expected.

Chen Xuan, Wei Ning, and the others were now thinking about whether to take this young man to their own army. However, considering his tendency to faint at the sight of blood, they could only shake their heads and give up.

Wu Tianfeng felt his face turn red. Making such a big fuss and ending up like this, he wished he could find a crack to hide in. Thinking of the reaction in the capital when they received this news, he wanted to slap himself: "Lesson learned, being too showy never ends well. I was too impatient..."

In the hall, the only one who felt confident was Jiang Xingchen.

Hearing Tang Chuxue's question, he felt a bit relieved. After all, compared to doctors learning his dexterous technique, sheep gut sutures were much easier to use and could better prevent the technique from being stolen.

With this thought, Jiang Xingchen's gaze swept across the faces of everyone in the room, and he smiled, saying, "It doesn't matter if the technique is hard to learn. I have a simpler and more effective method!"