With Yan Murong's ear power, he had already heard the huge roar of the Lamborghini engine clearly, and he thought that it was a rich second-generation and idle egg who was hurting the car, but in the blink of an eye, a car accident happened in front of his eyes, and he didn't even have time to stop it.

At the moment when Yan Murong shouted to save people, before the words fell, the people had already rushed out, and Yang Huacheng and the others only felt a figure flickering in front of them, and then, Yan Murong had already appeared dozens of meters away.

"It's really fast." Yang Chenghua sighed, and hurriedly trotted over, while Liang Shaokun and Yang Huacheng's assistants also quickly packed up the medicine box and chased after it quickly.

If it weren't for just one car, Yan Murong would have thought that this was the scene after a dozen people were beaten.

The Lamborghini seemed to lose control, the whole car rushed almost sideways into the crowd, and the dozen or so people at the back of the line who had no time to dodge became the most unlucky ones - now, they didn't want to see a doctor.

The Lamborghini hit the street light before it stopped, the front hood was also flattened, and the airbags in the car were all deployed, which ensured the safety of the driver.

didn't care about the person who was driving, Yan Murong didn't even look at the Lamborghini, squatted down and began to check for a person who was lying on the ground and exclaiming.

"You're fine, it's just that the soft tissues are a little strained, just rub some Yunnan Baiyao."

Regardless of whether the other party could understand his words or not, Yan Murong didn't have time to say more, so he ran directly to the next person who was hit. And Yang Huacheng and several people had already run over and began to check the injuries of the people who were hit.

"Doctor Yan, come here."

Suddenly, Yan Murong heard someone calling him, turned his head to look, and saw an old man with a small goatee waving to him eagerly. He knew this old man, and it was one of the people who came with Yang Huacheng, the representative of Australia, Jiang Zheng.

Yan Murong didn't dare to delay more, and after telling Liang Zhengtao to bandage a person with a bruised arm, he hurriedly ran over.

There was a man lying in front of Jiang Zheng, to be exact, it should be a boy, his face was only about seventeen or eighteen years old, and the green fluff at the corner of his mouth had not had time to shave.

The boy was lying on the ground, his hands and legs were full of blood, and there was sticky black and red blood hanging from the corners of his mouth, Yan Murong knew at a glance that the boy was very seriously injured, and it was even possible that the internal organs were bloody, and what was even more dazzling was that one of the boy's legs was strangely twisted to an incredible angle, and the skin of the calf had been punctured.

To Yan Murong's surprise, although the boy was seriously injured, he didn't let out any screams of pain, and his eyes were also wide open, looking at Yan Murong with pleading eyes.

"Tell him, tell him not to worry, I can save him." Yan Murong said to Dong Wuyan, who came over. At this time, he could only count on Dong Wuyan to help him translate, as for the woman Sakazaki Dory, after seeing this terrifying scene, she had already run to the side and held on to the tree and vomited, hoping that she would not think about it.

"I understand what you're saying." The boy suddenly spoke, "I'm from Huaxia." ”

Although his voice trembled a little, Yan Murong could still hear his firm and proud tone when he said the five words "I am from Huaxia".

"What's your name?" Yan Murong said with a smile as he grabbed the boy's wrist and checked the pulse. "Don't be afraid, I said I can save you, and you'll be fine, it's just a small injury."

"My name is Duan Chenxu, a native of Huaxia."

The boy seemed to believe in Yan Murong's medical skills very much, and after being comforted by Yan Murong, a smile actually appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Duan Chenxu? How old is this year? Do you want to go to school here? Yan Murong asked, but one hand had slowly touched the broken calf.

"Seventeen years old, going to university in Tokyo." The boy said with a smile, although the smile on his face was very reluctant, but he could still laugh at this time, which made Yan Murong admire it very much.

"Went to college at seventeen?" Yan Murong showed a surprised expression. "Then you're really a genius, much more powerful than me, who didn't graduate from junior high school."

"Click!"

As he spoke, Yan Murong's hand moved, and before anyone could see it clearly, the broken bone that pierced the skin had been sent back by Yan Murong.

"Give me the antisaprophytic ointment." Yan Murong shouted to Liang Shaokun without looking back.

As a result, Liang Shaokun handed over the ointment, and Yan Murong directly stuffed it into Jiang Zheng's hand and said. "Old man Jiang, do me a favor and bandage it."

"Okay." Jiang Zheng took the ointment and asked. "What should I do?"

"I put the ointment on the wound, stopped the bleeding first, and then bandaged it with a bandage - he had a broken lower leg and it was splinted."

Just when Jiang was bandaging the wound on Duan Chenxu's leg, Yan Murong had already helped him sit up, looking at Duan Chenxu, who was sweating profusely and his face was pale in pain but refused to scream in pain, and said. "Little one, just call it out if it hurts."

"It doesn't hurt." Duan Chenxu shook his head, but his pale cheeks still betrayed his true feelings.

"Huh." Yan Murong laughed. "Since you're not afraid of pain, then I'm not worried about it - your ribs are broken twice, your liver is also damaged, although there is no heavy bleeding for the time being, but after a long time, it will be like a small life-now, are you afraid of death?"

"I'm afraid of everything, but I've never been afraid of death." Duan Chenxu barely smiled.

"Okay." Yan Murong nodded, took out a box of silver needles from the medicine box, opened the needle box, and took out fourteen silver needles of seven long and seven short from it and placed them on the medicine box.

"Doctor Yan, isn't this inappropriate?" Jiang Zheng, who had already bandaged Duan Chenxu, said with some concern. "He's so heavy that I'm afraid I can't save him with a silver needle alone - I'd better send him to the hospital."

Hearing Jiang Zheng's words, Yan Murong smiled, and smiled very happily.

"Senior Jiang, I said a word before." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I said that Chinese medicine can also perform surgery."

As soon as the words fell, Yan Murong's ten fingers suddenly moved, and the scene that followed made all the people present grow their mouths in surprise, and their eyes were round, as if they had seen a ghost.

I saw that the fourteen silver needles that were still placed on the medicine box just now actually floated magically under the linkage of Yan Murong's ten fingers.

Yes, that's right, it's floating, it's weirdly floating.

Then, the fourteen silver needles seemed to be remotely controlled, and the tips of each silver needle made a sharp buzzing sound, and then, they turned into a silver light and pierced Duan Chenxu's body.