“…Are you a Dan Xiu student from Kunlun University?”

The old doctor with gray hair next to the bed thought for half a second, and then said decisively: "Then have you brought the pills?"

"I have it myself. But after taking it, I must use spiritual power to exercise the medicine. As you said just now, the essence is to use spiritual power to force out the toxins."

Yuan Qingqing looked at the struggling wounded man and said, "But before this, I have to confirm the process of his injury to prevent any details from being missed. Can you briefly say it?"

This demon mainly walks toxins by polluting spiritual energy, but at the same time its body itself is also poisonous. Although it is not corrosive, it is also fatal for ordinary people and even ordinary monks after it flows into the wound along the air.

Several people around looked at each other, and then a nurse wearing glasses spoke outside.

"He is a small team leader of the executive department. He led the team to participate in the battle before the alarm sounded, and he continued to fight until the end of the alarm, and intercepted demons underground from beginning to end."

"Originally, his situation shouldn't be so serious, but because several people in the team were infected with the inner demons, he dragged all of them to the safe area and did not return. Instead, he chose to execute the order alone. He stayed at the exit of the sewer for several hours, but did not let the demons inside get ashore."

"However, it is precisely because of standing in such a confined space with injuries for a long time that the demon poison can enter through the wound."

"When the sewer found him, this man was almost unconscious. If there was no maintenance team passing by to check the water pipe, he might have been rotten inside, no one would have noticed it."

While listening to her, Yuan Qingqing took iodine liquid to disinfect the gloves and stretched out her fingers to light the wounded's chest. After completing the initial examination, her eyebrows slightly relaxed, but the seriousness on her face did not diminish.

"Listen to this situation and the current results, the demon poison should not have invaded the main vein, and there is still hope."

While she was deciding, she turned her head and looked at the doctors waiting for her.

"I will try my best to force out the toxins. During my casting, I will also ask you to take routine hemostatic and other protective measures. After the demon poison comes out, you should still treat it according to the routine procedures."

Several doctors and nurses around him looked at each other and hesitated flashed.

Although they were very surprised by the arrival of Dan Xiujia from Kunlun University, the charter was still the charter. After all, human life was a matter of all, and no one could hand over it casually.

"Director Li, this..." Finally everyone looked at the attending doctor with a senior qualification, "The elixirs she wants to use should not be on the prescription list, this is the guarantee for execution..."

"I will take responsibility. Then sign my name with the responsibility letter."

The attending doctor said in a simple sentence and moved away from the bed: "I believe her, come on."

Yuan Qingqing nodded, stood in front of the wounded bed, fed a pill into his mouth, took a deep breath, slowly moved his strength to his palm, and slowly pressed his hand on his chest.

It seemed as if he felt the changes around him. The wounded opened his eyes wide and looked at the pale light on his head in a chaotic manner. In his blurred consciousness, the burly strong man trembled his lips, as if he was muttering something.

"What is he talking about?" someone asked.

"He..." A nurse put her ear to the warrior: "He was talking about...Mom and Dad, I feel so uncomfortable."

When the nurse said this, she stretched out a hand, touching the blood-stained forehead of the big man as if she was touching a child.

"Don't be afraid, it'll be fine soon." The nurse whispered in his ear, "The immortal cultivator is here, have you heard it? The alchemy cultivator from Kunlun University is here."

I don't know if I heard her words or something, the wounded moved past his scattered pupils and stared at Yuan Qingqing in front of me, and a look of prayer flashed in his eyes.

Just as he looked at this gaze, Yuan Qingqing closed his eyes slightly, and the spiritual power of the foundation building was fully opened, making her whole body covered in a layer of faint light.

Under the turbulence of the spirit wind, her long hair was windless behind her. Against the background of the dark compartment curtain, the figure seemed to be standing in the holy light from the sky, and all the filthy and pain around her was relieved.

The whine and chaos around suddenly faded. Not only the wounded and doctors on the bedside, but even the people passing by were attracted by the eyes. Many patients who had just finished the wound tried their best to hold up and raise their heads, looking straight at them.

"Have you heard what I said just now? This is from Kunlun University..."

"It was the Dan Xiu who was in the Foundation Establishment Stage who started it himself..."

"Immortal, fairy..."

Time seemed to be paused for a second, just for the exclamation of people around me. Even those awake patients felt that the wound seemed to be less painful.

It was like a moment when the goddess descended to earth. Although the headlights on her head were very bright, the pure and gentle spiritual light was still so eye-catching.

At this moment, she is the absolute center of this rescue room.

Then, people saw the inspiration surrounding her fluctuate like water, slowly flowing along her arms into the injured chest on the bed.

The soft and warm spiritual power surged out from her palm and injected into the other person's body, wandering along the seven meridians and eight meridians, gathering the toxins that spread throughout the body into one place, and gradually pushing it to a little.

During this period, the doctors on both sides also had to assist in stopping bleeding, disinfecting and other tasks, so they could not keep watching her movements, but the mouth of the person sitting on the bed gradually widened.

As she moved, the dark color began to spread in front of the bandage on the patient's chest, but it was not blood, but a dark brown color similar to the color of the body of the elephant.

The warrior who was still struggling just now gradually stopped twitching, and the white pupils seemed to have recovered a little spiritual consciousness. He looked at Yuan Qingqing, who was shrouded in the white light in front of him, as if his eyes would not blink.

During this period, the doctors around also stared at each other, but they were not looking at the girl in front of them, but the monitoring equipment next to them.

As she moved, the screaming alarm light gradually calmed down, and the shocking detector numbers began to fall back to normal.

Few people can fully understand what Yuan Qingqing was doing at this time, which is a real miracle for them.

But now the miracle has been transformed into the most conspicuous numbers by these devices, and no one knows better than them what the changes in these numbers mean.

It was not until all the toxins were forced out of the body that the liquid oozed out of the bandage turned from black brown to dark red, and finally turned back to the bright red of normal blood. Yuan Qingqing took off his breath and returned to his body. When he opened his eyes, his face was full of shock.

"Fortunately, I caught up, so all the toxins should have come out."

Yuan Qingqing took back his hand and took out a new small box of medicine powder from his mouth: "This way, there should be no problem with internal injuries. Please bring me some new bandages and tweezers and I will help him treat the wound..."

“…No, you can’t do this.”

The old doctor named Li next to him came to his senses and quickly interrupted her: "The interns do the suture and disinfection work, and you are not an intern in our hospital."

Yuan Qingqing was a little anxious when he heard this: "But now..."

"...There are many patients now, and your time should not be wasted on these basic tasks."

Dr. Li said, and said decisively to the person next to him: "Xiao Zhou and Xiao Chen, you two come to the suture work. Xiao Zhao, go to the triage desk and tell them that they will send a few more serious diseases of the demon poison infection here, and those conservative treatments will also be sent here first!"

Rules are dead, people live.

In a state of emergency, she has demonstrated her ability to save people, so other regulations can give way for the time being.

The people he pointed at were moving quickly. Those who went out went out and sewed them. The rest quickly hung water and inserted the corresponding tubes for him, and their hands and feet were quickly and orderly.

However, Yuan Qingqing was still unresponsive and stood there a little confused.

While I was stunned, I heard a conversation outside the door of the rescue room. I heard the sound. On one side was the doctor who had just left, and on the other side, it seemed that the family of the soldier just now.

"...Really? Is there really a cultivator coming?"

"That's not? To be honest, our son's situation is no longer cured. Fortunately, Kunlun University sent a elixir to it in time, just in time, and you are lucky. You are really lucky."

"That's good, that's great! My God, Ah Hu is so lucky..."

"If we don't let us in now, we can ask what the name of the cultivator is? Although we may not like it, we still want to give a banner or something else another day..."

The voice trembled with excitement, as if it was still crying with joy.

Although the surroundings were noisy, the hearing of foundation-building practitioners was so keen that all these words reached Yuan Qingqing's ears.

But what came in was the voice of Old Doctor Li next to him.

"Little classmate, are you still not sure what you did just now?" The old doctor saw her dullness. "From the perspective of Reiki, that patient should be helpless - you just created a miracle!"

"Miracle?" Yuan Qingqing looked at him with some surprise, "This... just forced out the demon poison in his body, and there was no other operation. This should not be considered a big deal, right?"

"Oh, sorry, I was abrupt." Old Doctor Li was slightly stunned, and shook his head with a smile, "You elixir practitioners are indeed inadequate in terms of ordinary medicine. This is not comparable at all."

At this point, he seemed to feel that he was not accurate enough, and then said.

"So, let me say it another way. For you, these things may not be miracles..." He looked into Yuan Qingqing's eyes and said, "Because, you have become a miracle itself."

Yuan Qingqing was suddenly stunned, and for a moment, she felt as if her soul had left her body. She suddenly felt that everything around her became a little illusory.

Has she become a miracle itself?

She asked herself that she didn't do much when she was in school. She had no independent innovation or amazing achievements. She just followed the teacher step by step and did what the school taught.

Just that, has she become a "miracle"?

Using the things taught to her by the school, she has really mastered what she has always been pursuing?

The heart suddenly stirred violently, and Yuan Qingqing became excited rarely, feeling that the blood in his body seemed to be burning.

——What Teacher Wei once said has really come true.

——What the teacher taught her can save countless people!

However, she did not immerse herself in such thoughts for too long, and soon the sound of rollers passing through the ground came from the door again.

Several more mobile beds were pushed into the rescue room. Like the soldier just now, all the people lying on it were dying.

"Where is that Dan Xiu from Kunlun University?"

"Please come and see this patient first! It's very urgent!"

"Can it really be cured?"

A group of people asked in a verbal question, with some questions, some hope, and some incredible, but all the words pointed to this "representative of the alchemy of Kunlun University."

Yuan Qingqing took a deep breath to calm down his heartbeat, pulled up his protective suit, and walked towards the whiteness and bloody patch.

...

Three hours later, at the hospital's emergency registration desk, the nurses on duty were busy with their hands and talking casually.

Although the workload is not small at this time, because of this, some topics are needed to soothe the atmosphere.

"Hey, have you heard that, the Danshui student from Kunlun University who came to help... He dealt with thirty or forty seriously injured numbers in one night, and all survived!"
To be continued...