This feeling was very peculiar.
Shen Qiang had always been someone whose Cultivation was seen through at a glance by others, yet he was never able to perceive anyone else's. But now, after entering the Golden Core Stage, Shen Qiang still couldn't determine the true Cultivation Realms of Ji Liangchuan and President Zhao.
However, Shen Qiang could now confirm that both of them were cultivators.
Besides that.
Having reached the Golden Core Stage, Shen Qiang could sense the movements of those around him clearly even without using his eyes, by perceiving nature's spiritual energy.
Zhang Jing was staring at Geng Liang curiously.
Miao Xiaoxia clenched her fists tightly.
A male student nearby slipped his hand into his girlfriend's jeans pocket.
A female student who was using her phone to take pictures stumbled slightly.
All of this became discernible through the fluctuations of Spiritual Energy.
Such power was something those who hadn't reached the Golden Core Stage simply couldn't perceive, and this was precisely how cultivators found their kindred in the vast sea of humanity.
A mixture of excitement and shock coexisted.
Almost simultaneously.
Geng Liang, who was squatting to the side, suddenly said, "If you want to save her, you need to be faster. She's not going to last much longer."
Shen Qiang's gaze turned icy.
The elderly professor beside him frowned and said, "I've said it before, this is nonsense! Rashness is bound to lead to this result. All students should take this as a warning and not act recklessly like Shen Qiang."
Upon hearing this.
The previously silenced crowd began to echo the sentiment once again.
"The professor is right. In this situation, we must be aware of our limitations. Knowing full well we can't save her yet still insisting to try is just idiotic."
"Exactly. If that girl jumped and you didn't touch her, her death would be none of your concern, but now that you've intervened, if her family is troublesome and decides to sue you, you're going to face a massive lawsuit. You might end up paying a lot of money."
"Hahaha, why do they say he's brainless? He thinks because he's got the title of the fastest surgeon, he can do whatever he wants? Hahaha, what a joke. Who gave him that title? Is there a certificate? It's just something a tabloid journalist scribbled as a headline, and he's taking it seriously."
"Well said. I'm doing my doctorate and I wouldn't dare touch the victim. He's just a new graduate student and already so audacious, completely lacking any sense. How could he possibly not mess up?"
Hearing their words, the beautiful teacher Ju Yang got angry and exclaimed, "If you're not helping, that's fine, but there's no skill in making snide remarks!"
"We're not making snide remarks, we're just telling it like it is."
"Tch, can't think for yourself and afraid of others speaking the truth?"
"That's right. The person is about to die. Once dead, just wait for the family to come wailing."
Ju Yang flared up, "How can you all be like this!"
And just as she uttered these words, Shen Qiang injected adrenaline into her, then said in a deep voice, "Don't mind them. Some people are like that, they can't do it themselves and are afraid you'll do well because it makes them look incompetent."
"So what we have to do isn't to argue with them." Looking at Ju Yang, Shen Qiang said indifferently, "Injection."
Ju Yang clenched her teeth and immediately injected the victim with adrenaline.
Meanwhile, Shen Qiang, who had discarded all distractions, was highly focused on the patient and was swiftly conducting the surgery.
This trauma repair surgery was quite complex to speak of.
But as long as one had sufficient understanding and the necessary skills, it could be surprisingly simple to manage.
That's because the human body's skeletons, meridians, organs, and blood circulation all have standards. As long as they're restored back to their original state, or at least to basic functionality, the victim could be saved.
For Shen Qiang, this was not difficult at all.
The so-called challenge merely lay in how to greatly shorten the surgery time.
Because with each passing second, a patient's condition can deteriorate further.
Lacking sustenance, organs can fail at any moment.
In such a situation,
hiding one's true abilities has become meaningless.
Saving lives is the top priority.
"So fast! Such precise technique!" Ji Liangchuan, transfixed as he transfused blood, watched Shen Qiang with eyes full of astonishment, "The anastomosis of a blood vessel is completed in about two seconds, and the repair of the left lung lobe takes less than twenty seconds!"
"Simply pursuing speed, my cultivation is higher than his, and my speed would definitely not be slower, but I just can't, like him, operate so seamlessly, as if everything has been prearranged."
"Not a single superfluous movement, no excess force, the blood vessels, organs, meridians, bones—all seem to be under his control."
"Is this the effect of a secret technique, or does he naturally possess such talent?"
"Wet, slippery, and greasy, human tissues that will retract into muscle—how can they behave in his hands like obedient clay on a table!"
Astonished, Ji Liangchuan stared dumbfounded at Shen Qiang who was rapidly performing surgery, his eyes filled with shock.
Almost simultaneously,
the exclamations of the onlookers began to fill the air around Shen Qiang.
"My God, his surgery is so fast, how is this possible—I've performed operations before, and it's very difficult to make sense of organs mixed with blood, but look at him, every move he makes is spot on."
"You have good eyesight, besides confirming that his surgical motions are extremely skilled and his hand speed is particularly fast, I can hardly see what he's doing; only when his hand leaves do I realize, oh, he's done a vascular anastomosis."
"So cool, watching his movements, I'm beginning to believe that he really could be the fastest surgical expert, because the last time I did a vascular anastomosis on a patient, it took me a full hour to barely complete it. How long does it take him? Two seconds!"
In the midst of amazed discussion among the crowd,
Shen Qiang was completely focused.
"Apart from a few tiny capillaries that haven't been repaired, her circulatory system has been initially reconstructed, the damaged parts of her organs have been mostly repaired, and all the broken ribs have been joined together. The repair of the cervical vertebrae will require Blood Ganoderma Bone Healing Ointment."
Thump!
Flicking off the small bottle cap with a finger, Shen Qiang swiftly applied the ointment to her cervical spine.
"What a fragrant scent, what has he used?"
"It looks like an ointment, I don't really understand what that means."
Under the puzzled gazes of the crowd, Shen Qiang began to close the abdominal cavity.
Watching Shen Qiang's fingers deftly carry out the rapid suturing,
the surrounding voices instantly disappeared without a trace, as almost everyone held their breath, staring blankly at Shen Qiang.
"Is it finished? How could it be so quick!" Just as Ji Liangchuan was astounded,
Geng Liang, checking the woman's pupils with a flashlight, sighed, "She's not responding to the light; she must be brain-dead..."
Upon hearing this, everyone present had a different look in their eyes.
Almost at the same moment, Ji Liangchuan clearly saw,
Shen Qiang's wrist flicked, and a silver needle was now held in his hand.
"Wake up!"
As Shen Qiang spoke, when the silver needle plunged towards the woman's head, not only Ji Liangchuan, but even Headmaster Zhao watching from afar could clearly feel that in that instant,
all the spiritual energy of nature surrounding them seemed to be drained away like water.
Then it clung tightly to the silver needle in Shen Qiang's hand.
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