Miao Xiaoxia, slender and unmatched in beauty, was immediately stunned.

Because at that moment, she could clearly feel the hot breath coming from Shen Qiang's body and found a trace of excitement in his steady voice.

Through the palm of Shen Qiang's hand, Miao Xiaoxia had already seen an image of a woman's legs eerily twisted.

Listening to the screams of the people nearby, along with the previous dull thud,

she had roughly guessed what had happened.

That's why Shen Qiang's voice made her heart flutter uncontrollably.

"He's concerned about me!"

And just as Miao Xiaoxia was emotionally stirred,

the crowd was already closing in amidst the screams.

The sexy and mature teacher, Ju Yang, took the initiative to check on the Flying Corpse that had come from nowhere.

Shen Qiang frowned, his gaze swept towards Xiu Ju of the Dark Department, who pretended not to know him and was heading towards the Graduate School.

After exchanging glances with Shen Qiang and hesitating for a moment, Xiu Ju's figure flashed, moving swiftly yet unnoticeably towards the building about forty meters to the side.

Because from the angle and the location,

this female corpse could only have fallen from this building.

However, the building was not high, and the landing spot of the corpse was nearly forty meters away from the building; using common sense, unless this girl was a world champion in the long jump, even if she exerted all her strength, she couldn't have landed here.

So with just a glance, Shen Qiang could almost determine that this woman must have encountered an accident.

And almost at the same time,

the beautiful teacher Ju Yang, crouched beside the girl, cried out urgently, "Quick, call the police, call a doctor, she's still alive."

Shen Qiang was startled.

If she's still alive, there's nothing to worry about, and by now, a large crowd had gathered, completely encircling the woman, so Shen Qiang naturally removed the hand that was shielding Miao Xiaoxia.

Miao Xiaoxia's face was flushed, and looking at Shen Qiang somewhat shyly, she didn't seem to know what to say. After looking at Shen Qiang for a full two seconds, she managed to utter, "I waited there for a long time and didn't see you again. Are you not running anymore?"

Seeing the crowd of teaching experts gathered around the victim, Shen Qiang instinctively didn't care too much about the person's life or death.

The reason was simple.

This was the Medical University, home to medical elites from all over the country, and this was the entrance to the Medical University Research Monastery. Most of the people coming and going were at least medical research monks. With so many people gathered together to save a person, it was simply too easy.

So upon hearing her words, Shen Qiang smiled and said, "I moved, I don't live there anymore, so my running route has changed."

Miao Xiaoxia responded with an "oh," and then looked at Shen Qiang nervously, asking, "Can I join you for a morning run then?"

Shen Qiang was taken aback.

Speaking of morning runs, it had been a while since he last ran. Since moving to Jinyu Huacheng and advancing to the Qi Condensation stage, Shen Qiang had mostly been sleeping in.

So he had indeed been neglecting body refinement.

Now, Shen Qiang's cultivation had entered the Golden Core Stage.

But the strength of his body was not ideal. Considering the preparation for the Nascent Soul Stage and the heavy load brought by Fury, body refinement was definitely something he needed to do. Hearing Miao Xiaoxia's inquiry and seeing her expectant look,

Shen Qiang laughed and said, "No problem."

Upon receiving this answer, Miao Xiaoxia's eyes shone with excitement, her face blushing.

And at that moment, Shen Qiang heard the teacher Ju Yang's alarmed cry from within the crowd, "Who is good at first aid? Hurry and save her, she's at the brink."

Shen Qiang was astonished.

At this moment, an elderly professor stood up from the crowd and sighed, "She's not going to make it. Her injuries are too severe, she's suffering from massive internal bleeding, and it's beyond the capabilities of our campus doctor."

Another middle-aged man also stood up and said, "The preliminary diagnosis is a ruptured spleen. The broken ribs have damaged the internal organs, but the real fatal injury is to her head. The skull fracture has caused ventricular hemorrhage and brain herniation. The intracranial pressure is soaring high; it's clear she won't survive."

"Alas, such a shame, why would someone so young be so desperate? With these injuries, not to mention we don't have any medical equipment here, even if she were lying in an operating room right now, she couldn't be saved."

"Yes, this accident came too suddenly. She was in the prime of her life, flourishing, alas, such a pity."

Just as everyone was sighing, Ju Yang, the sexy and attractive female teacher, stood up from the crowd. When she saw Geng Liang, with his rough stubble, rugged demeanor, and somewhat scruffy appearance, she immediately cried out as if grasping at the last straw for survival.

"Assistant Geng, you're an emergency trauma expert, please save her quickly!"

Standing on the edge of the crowd, Geng Liang looked at the woman lying in the middle of the people.

Geng Liang shook his head helplessly and said, "It's not possible. Her current state is near death, and the signs of hemorrhagic shock are very clear. Within three minutes, she'll be brain dead, unless we can restore her body's basic blood circulation within three minutes. Then, perhaps she might have a chance at life."

"But accomplishing all this in such a short time is simply an impossible task."

Upon hearing this, everyone shook their heads and sighed again.

However, at that moment, Ju Yang, the sexy teacher, caught sight of Shen Qiang and called out excitedly, "There's a chance! The fastest surgeon in the country is right here." With that, she enthusiastically waved to Shen Qiang, "Shen Qiang, don't just stand there, hurry and save her!"

The attention of everyone around immediately focused on Shen Qiang.

"The fastest surgeon in the country? I don't seem to recall hearing about him!"

"I think he was on TV once, but I didn't pay much attention!"

"Psh, how much faster can he be? Rebuilding circulation in three minutes is a joke."

"Exactly, even if an immortal came, it wouldn't be possible to do it in three minutes!"

Amidst the dissenting voices of the crowd,

Shen Qiang, who had made his way into the midst of the crowd, assessed the patient's condition. Then he glanced at Geng Liang beside him and frowned, "Don't just stand there, give me a hand. She's suffocating."

Geng Liang was startled by this, but then he saw a girl amongst the onlookers holding a giant lollipop in her hand.

Grabbing the large lollipop from the girl's hand, Geng Liang pulled out a neat surgical knife from his leg. With one cut, he chopped off the spherical part on top, then with another, he whittled the hard plastic tube into a knife-like beveled edge. With a swift motion,

Swish!

The plastic tube, now fashioned into a makeshift tube knife, was jabbed directly into the woman's throat.

Amidst the shocked cries of those around him, Geng Liang looked at Shen Qiang indifferently and said, "Trachea's handled, you do the rest."

"Well done." Watching how swiftly Geng Liang managed the trachea, Shen Qiang had to admit that Geng Liang, who was regarded differently by the Medical University, was indeed incomparable to any academic professor in the field of emergency care.

"This old guy is so cool!" Zhang Jing's eyes widened with excitement.

At the same time, Shen Qiang flipped his wrist, handing two packs of transfusion equipment to Geng Liang, then he coldly instructed, "The patient needs blood. Anyone with O-type blood stand here, people with other blood types stand over there."

Seeing this, an elderly professor frowned and said, "This is reckless, you haven't even done blood matching, doing it this way is asking for trouble. What you should be doing is collecting blood from the patient and sending it to the lab for a blood compatibility test!"

That statement immediately gained approval.

"Right, without matching, there could be serious consequences."

"Isn't this messing around? Did all the studying and reading go to waste? Without matching, if you make a mistake, it could be lethal!"

The shimmering surgical knife danced between Shen Qiang's fingers. Hearing the doubts from the crowd and looking at the elderly professor leading them, Shen Qiang smiled.

"The principle of blood transfusion is that in emergencies, a person with AB blood can accept any type of blood, and a person with O-type blood can donate to any blood type. So I'm betting that among those present, there is enough O-type blood. Assuming there isn't..."

A radiant smile curled up on Shen Qiang's lips.

"Then I'll bet that this woman is AB-type!"

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