Fast Transmigration: The Strongest Slag Abuse Project

Chapter 311 The First World 3
"Calm down, calm down, don't worry, she shouldn't die, but first we have to call the doctor quickly."

The three panicked, looked at each other, dropped the girl, and ran towards the white building.

Qingyun, who was dawdling in front but didn't run far, saw them running away and quickly returned to the girl.

What she said just now was not to scare the three trainers, the girl's life was indeed in danger.

The kick just now should have hurt her internal organs.

Qingyun squatted beside her, seeing her pale face and pale lips, subconsciously stretched out his hand to rest on her pulse, felt her pulse carefully, opened his eyelids to look, and then began to check her body. wound.

The whole process was done calmly and skillfully. After the examination, her condition was basically determined.

It should be a ruptured kidney and internal bleeding.

After making the diagnosis, Qingyun suddenly realized, how could she understand this?
Did she study medicine before coming to this place?

Qingyun frowned, with confusion on his face, recalled it carefully, but still couldn't remember anything.

So far, all the information she knows is what she observed after waking up, including her name "Qing", which is what the girl in front of her called her before.

Yes, this seriously injured girl was the girl who asked her to get up and plead for her, so she was dragged out.

Qingyun can recognize her because she has a very good memory and remembers the girl's voice.

Qingyun stretched out her little hand, and carefully moved the girl, letting her lie flat on the ground, so as to prevent her internal bleeding from intensifying due to this twisted posture.

Seeing her face as white as paper, Qingyun felt very uncomfortable and even a little anxious.

She felt as if she had seen this kind of scene somewhere, and the people in the scene didn't end well.

Qingyun subconsciously touched her loose sleeves, and couldn't help but said to herself: "It would be great if there were silver needles."

As soon as these words came out, Qingyun was stunned.

Silver needle?

What it is?Why is it good to have it?
Why did she say this out of nowhere?

Realizing this problem, Qingyun became even more irritable. She glanced at the girl, took a deep breath, and suppressed the irritability in her heart.

You should be calm at this time. Only by being calm can you think about things more comprehensively.

After calming down, Qingyun took the girl's pulse calmly again, noticing that her pulse was getting weaker and weaker.

Qingyun knew that if she didn't deal with her injuries, she would probably die.

But she had no idea how to deal with it. She felt the girl's pulse and her mind went blank.

How to deal with it?

What should be done to manage the injury?

Why can't I think of it?
She must have learned this, why can't she remember it?

Qingyun's fingers on the girl's wrist couldn't help but intensified.

She started to get irritable again.

But soon, she realized that her emotions were not right, she quickly took a few deep breaths, tried to calm herself down, closed her eyes and kept looking for memory fragments to deal with this situation in her mind.

Finally, under her constant recollection, a picture of a woman healing someone with blood on her hands suddenly flashed in her mind.

Qingyun didn't care to think about who the woman in the picture was, and his hands were already moving quickly.

The internal bleeding is severe, the congestion in the abdominal cavity must be drained, and then the ruptured organs must be stopped...

Right now, there is nothing for her to help her get rid of the congestion, so it can only stop the bleeding.

Qingyun's small fingers skillfully found an acupuncture point, rubbed it gently and pressed it hard, and then moved to another point.

After pressing more than a dozen acupuncture points in a row, Qingyun was so tired that he was sweating profusely. As soon as the wound on his body touched the sweat, it was immediately hot and painful, and the itching was unbearable.

Qingyun couldn't help twisting her body, the wound and the clothes rubbed against her, her face turned pale from the pain.

Qingyun gritted his teeth, ignored the pain in his body, and put his hand on the girl's wrist again. Although his pulse was still weak, it was a little stronger than before.

It seems that acupoint hemostasis is effective.

Qingyun was slightly relieved, but she knew that if the girl's injury was not treated, it would be useless to stop the bleeding alone.

Qingyun raised his head and looked at the white western-style building.

That's all she can do. Whether the other party will call a doctor to save the girl is still unknown.

Qingyun's face was solemn. She didn't like this feeling, this feeling of having everything controlled by others.

She could feel that subconsciously she didn't want the girl to die, but all she could do was temporarily stop her bleeding.

Fortunately, not long after the bleeding stopped, Qingyun heard the noise coming from the mansion.

Immediately afterwards, I saw the three women running over with a doctor in a white coat.

The doctor is also a Caucasian man with golden curly hair and a very Caucasian appearance, with a straight nose and deep eye sockets.

The only difference is that compared to the few female trainers Qingyun saw, he seemed to be more gentle.

He asked about the patient's condition all the way.

But the three women, perhaps because of fear, repeated the same sentence: "Dr. Char, I swear, we really didn't do anything, please believe us!"

Char's head was almost blown by the three people, and he asked as gently as possible: "Three ladies, I know what you mean, please tell me what is going on with that girl now?"

The three women could hear his impatience, and they didn't dare to chatter, and hurriedly talked about the girl's situation.

But unfortunately, the three of them still spoke together, chattering around Charle, like a flock of noisy sparrows, so loud that it was a headache, so that Charle couldn't hear a word clearly.

"Oh shit! Who the hell arranged for these idiots to come here and teach these geniuses?"

Char cursed angrily in his mind and glanced at them coldly.

In a blink of an eye, he returned to his gentle and harmless appearance. He glanced at Qingyun and raised his hand to tell the three women to shut up.

As expected, the three jabbering training officers kept their mouths shut.

Chaer glanced at Qingyun, walked to the girl, inspected her carefully, raised his head and asked, "Which of you has moved her?"

The three trainers looked at each other, shook their heads, and were about to chatter again.

Char decisively raised his hand again to stop them from talking, turned to look at Qingyun, and asked in a very gentle tone: "Did you move her?"

Qingyun didn't say anything, just looked at him quietly.

"Doctor Char, she must have moved it. She is a freak. I really can't understand why this lowly yellow-skinned monkey came to our training camp. God knows how annoying she is!"

A female training officer glanced at Qingyun with disgust, thinking that Char hated yellow people just like Lauder, so she started to complain directly.

Unexpectedly, Charl did not answer, but stared at her very angrily, and scolded: "You can shut up! Lilith, you let me down so much, how can you use such a lowly man like a yellow-skinned monkey?" to insult these two geniuses? I think it is the biggest mistake for the superior to let you come here as a training officer!"

(End of this chapter)