Zhang Xianhai's right hand trembled, and the scalpel in his hand directly sliced into the necrotic muscle of Jiang's wound. Jiang's whole face twisted up, his entire right arm kept trembling nonstop, but his left arm didn't move at all, showing no sign of tension. It was as if the whole left arm didn't even belong to Jiang Wen. Jiang Wen said in a low voice, "Xian Hei, what are you waiting for? Keep going!"
Zhang Xianhai clenched his teeth and swung the scalpel in his hand. The scissors in his other hand never stopped. He cut away all the necrotic muscle tissue with the scalpel.
By this time Jiang Guangrong was drenched in sweat, and he didn't even know when his right hand had clamped tightly onto Sunx Han's left hand. Jiang Guangrong himself didn't realize he had left two claw marks on the back of Sunx Han's hand.
Sunx Han seemed completely unaware. He let Jiang Guangrong squeeze his left hand, while gently covering his right hand over it.
