It's a shame that the jumper can find the tallest building in the school, the height of the seventh floor is just right, as long as the head is down, it is just right for people to die without worrying about fear of heights. So at this moment, more than 30 students are gathered in front of the building in horror and sighs, and there are voices of discussion everywhere, and there are people constantly shouting about the phone call, or when the ambulance will come.

"Who's in trouble!?"

Mito Aoyama and the group of girls came for a long time, and the voice came from afar, but no one immediately paid attention to them. Seeing the dense wall of people in front of her, Mi Dong quickly rushed forward in small steps, and slipped through a group of girls like a loach. There were people talking everywhere around, but she didn't pay attention, just to see what the crime scene looked like.

The next second, she was at the front of the crowd.

"It's disgusting, this kind of man."

I only heard someone sighing around me: "Do you have to pull a cushion on your back when you are dying, fortunately, she is not dead yet." ”

In an isolated open field, two medical school girls are trying to save a man. She had beautiful short shoulder-length hair, wore denim and a modest gown, and could not see any superficial scars, but her nose and lips were bleeding, apparently the one affected by the jumper.

Then next to her, a young boy lay on the stone floor, dead when lifted by rescuers, but no longer in the posture he had fallen to the ground. His head was twisted at an eerie angle, his skull was stained with blood, and his body was obviously fractured in multiple places, twisting his limbs like a strange eight-clawed spider, lying alone and unattended.

It was Ichiro Mizutun, and the woman who was then pressed was Sato Takahui of the task force.

"What...... Circumstance. ”

Meidong quickly finished analyzing the picture in front of her, and because of this, she was bound in place by this huge amount of information, and couldn't move for a while: "Xiaoshuitun jumped off the building, and then it just pressed her!?" ”

"Ah, it's terrible!"

This is the chemistry girl who followed closely, walking through the wall to the front row, frightened by the scene in front of her.

"Oh my god, that's ...... That person is Shuitun, Shuitun Ichiro!? ”

"He jumped off the building...... Is the lady who was crushed okay, did you call an ambulance? Is she a teacher at school? ”

"Don't look at it, don't look at it, the scene is terrible, you all stand back! Miyamoto ......"

Midong took a deep breath and ignored the female compatriots who followed her, but quickly broke away from the human wall and walked to the center of the bloody clearing in full view of everyone.

"You two are from medical school."

She looked at the two senior sisters who were rescuing Sato Gaohui, and said solemnly: "Please stabilize her injuries, when did the ambulance call?" ”

"Ten minutes ago." One of the senior sisters was pillowing the injured person's head to prevent more blood, she raised her head and frowned, "This senior sister, may I ask ...... you are?"

"First-year master's degree in finance, president of Miyamoto Pharmaceutical Co., Ltd., Miyamoto Moko." Midong stepped forward quickly, and saw that the policewoman was already unconscious, her face was covered with blood, she squatted in front of them and said: "The ambulance will take the injured to the nearest hospital, but it may not be the best hospital, I will give you a business card and let the driver drive directly to this address and take it." ”

Midong pulled out a business card.

Miyamoto Pharmaceutical, the director of one of the top general hospitals in Minato Ward, and the senior sister of the medical department did not know the former, but she knew a lot about the latter. As soon as she glanced at the contents of the business card, her eyes lit up.

"Miyamoto-san, thank you, no problem." She took a deep breath, looked at Mei Dong gratefully, and nodded vigorously: "The injured person is currently suffering from a broken sternum and bleeding from internal organs, which is suspected of injuring the brain, but his breathing is stable at present, and his life should not be in danger in a short period of time." The hospital you gave is indeed better at dealing with this situation, it doesn't matter if the road is far, thank you! ”

Midong's expression was serious, and the corners of her mouth barely smiled: "Then so be it, the injured person is a relative of my friend, and he encountered this kind of unwarranted disaster...... Forget it, come on, I won't bother. ”

In the clearing, the unconscious woman's face was covered in blood, two professionals were busy nursing, and even a deceased person had no time to take care of it, and those who had no vision knew to stay away. Midong retreated to the human wall, and the girls who accompanied her quickly surrounded her, and the chirping exclamations and comforts came as scheduled.

"Miyamoto-san is so bold, he actually walked over!"

"What did you just say, the recommended hospital, right?"

"The deceased is Ichiro Mizutun...... Miyamoto-san, Miyamoto-san? ”

Midong is quite a dilemma.

Seeing the seriously injured Sato Gaohui, a long-awaited plan suddenly came to her heart, waiting for her to hurry up; But there was a nominal prospective boyfriend next to the clearing, who was lying there as the deceased, waiting for her to hurry up and comfort her. Which one to start first, if there is no group of girls next to them who are birds chirping, the option is easy to pick, but since this group of girls are staring at themselves......

Mei Dong sighed deeply: "The dead are gone, the living are more important, I hurry up and contact the hospital, you can give me some space." Wait a minute, I'll find a place where no one is, thank you. ”

So successfully getting rid of these guys, Midong also has a trick to do, and looks at the deceased with a very affectionate and uncomfortable look. Shuitun Ichiro landed on the ground with his head down, lying on his side and lying on his stomach, his head was unnaturally twisted, his limbs were broken and twisted strangely, and he was even more terrifying to death, the overall image was even more terrifying than the cursed coconut, who dared to step forward?

So Midong naturally didn't step forward, nudging the crowd away and finding an open space in the corner. It's still time for the walls to gather, and no one cares about anyone outside the encirclement, like the flower bed farther down the floor.

Midong hung up the phone.

"Mikami-san, at this time, sorry to bother."

She dialed Takashi Mikami's phone, the director of the hospital on his business card just now, a Nobel Prize winner in medicine who has served in the Miyamoto Foundation for more than two decades: "Regarding the plan I talked to you again last week, combining exoskeleton armor and quantum chips, there is a suitable person for the project. ”

She spoke softly, and it was only Midon herself, so no one knew what she was talking about except the one on the other side of the phone.

"That's great."

The person answering the phone was silent for a moment, and said steadily, "When will he be able to come?" ”

"If you mean an ambulance, half an hour at most. But the other party is a public official, so ......"

Midong only said that it was here, because in the distance of the campus, the sound of an ambulance had already been heard.