Rejecting Tsinghua and Peking Universities: I Will Lead Harbin Institute of Technology to World Lead

The middle-aged man and the young man seemed to be frozen instantly by an invisible chill the moment they met Lin Feng's gaze.

That wasn't just bluffing; it was a chilling killing intent forged from mountains of corpses and seas of blood, solidified into a tangible reality!

They had never felt such a terrifying aura emanating from someone so young.

It was as if he was facing not a person, but a peerless, deadly weapon that would drink blood as soon as it was drawn!

"Kid, do you know who we are? Do you know the consequences of offending us?!"

The middle-aged man suppressed his heart palpitations and growled in a low voice, trying to regain the upper hand by using his identity and background. His eyes were as sinister as a venomous snake.

"Let her go!"

Lin Feng's answer consisted of only three words.

The voice was still not loud, but it was like an icicle hitting the ground, carrying an undeniable determination.

"roll!"

He took a step forward.

The chilling aura, like a Siberian cold front, suddenly surged, like an invisible mountain, crashing down on the two of them!

Director Qian and Young Master Guo both groaned at the same time, their faces turning deathly pale, and beads of cold sweat appearing on their foreheads.

They felt short of breath, their hearts were being clenched by an invisible hand, and their very bones were trembling!

The last shred of hope in their hearts was completely shattered.

The seemingly quiet young man in front of them was no ordinary person who could be intimidated by his background!

Continuing the confrontation will have unimaginable consequences!

"Good...very good!" Director Qian squeezed out a few words through gritted teeth, his eyes filled with venomous hatred as he glared at Lin Feng.

"Kid, I'll remember you! We'll meet again someday!"

He ultimately dared not risk his own safety and gritted his teeth as he released his grip on Shen Mo Ran.

Guo Shao reluctantly let go, his youthful and impetuous face filled with gloom, his eyes fixed on Lin Feng as if he wanted to devour him alive.

But he was more pragmatic than Director Qian, knowing that a head-on confrontation would be pointless at this moment. He simply let out a cold snort and swallowed all his harsh words.

Lin Feng ignored their threats.

His attention had completely shifted to Shen Moran, who had collapsed.

He stepped forward and steadily supported her sliding body.

The skin was abnormally hot to the touch.

Looking at her abnormally flushed cheeks, her rapid and disordered breathing, and her furrowed brows, even in her unconscious state, her body was still unconsciously twisting slightly, revealing extreme pain and torment.

"It's hot...so hot..."

She murmured unconsciously, her voice hoarse and fragile.

Lin Feng's eyes narrowed.

As he suspected, it was definitely not ordinary drunkenness.

These symptoms clearly indicate that the person has been poisoned by some kind of potent and extremely harmful drug!

"It's good that you met me."

Lin Feng murmured, his tone revealing no emotion.

If he hadn't happened to be here today, and if he hadn't possessed extraordinary insight and decisiveness, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

He did not attempt to handle the situation rashly using his own knowledge.

These types of drugs have complex ingredients, and improper handling may exacerbate the harm.

He quickly took out his phone, dialed the emergency number, and clearly stated the address of the "Beijing Hotel" and the situation of "suspected drug poisoning, urgent need for treatment".

Just as I hung up the phone, it rang again; it was Academician Li Zhenhua.

"Xiao Feng, where have you been? Why haven't you come back yet?" Old Li's voice was full of concern.

"Mr. Li, I'm sorry, I encountered some unexpected circumstances outside and need to deal with them. I won't be able to go back for the time being," Lin Feng explained calmly.

"An emergency? Is it serious? Do you need any help?" Upon hearing this, Old Li's tone immediately became serious.

He knew Lin Feng's calm and collected nature, and anything that could make him call a "situation" and leave midway through the meeting was no small matter.

"It can be handled for now. I will contact you promptly if needed." Lin Feng did not elaborate, but gave a promise.

"Okay! Remember, if you encounter any difficulties, call me immediately! I can mobilize resources at any time!" Old Li's tone was resolute, offering his unreserved support.

"Understood, thank you, Mr. Li."

Lin Feng felt a warmth in his heart after ending the call.

With Mr. Li and the country as his backing, he is more confident in dealing with the current situation.

"Hang in there, the ambulance is on its way."

Lin Feng whispered something to Shen Moran in his arms, even though he knew she couldn't hear him.

He half-carried, half-supported Shen Moran's limp body, and led her towards the elevator.

The elevator descended, bringing us to the magnificent yet empty and quiet first-floor lobby.

Lin Feng did not choose to leave the hotel immediately.

Given the unclear situation outside, it's safer to remain in the relatively secure hotel lobby until the ambulance arrives.

He settled Shen Moran in the corner of the sofa in the rest area, while he stood aside, calmly scanning the entrance and exit.

……

Outside the hotel, in the shade.

Director Qian and Young Master Guo did not leave.

They got into a low-key black sedan with dark tinted windows.

"Young Master Guo, that kid brought Shen Moran down in the lobby, they seem to be waiting for something." Director Qian stared at the hotel's revolving door and reported in a low voice.

Guo Shao leaned back in the back seat, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

He licked his slightly chapped lips, his eyes flashing with ruthlessness and resentment.

"The Beijing Hotel has too many powerful connections; we can't make a move here," he said coldly. "Wait until they leave the hotel grounds."

"Understood, Young Master Guo." Director Qian nodded, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. "I've already called men, two cars, and eight skilled fighters, all waiting nearby. Follow them as soon as they come out."

"Hmm." Guo Ziming snorted through his nose, his gaze fixed on the hotel entrance.

"How dare he ruin my plans... No matter who that kid is, in this small corner of Beijing, I'll teach him a lesson he won't forget!"

……

About twenty minutes later, an ambulance with flashing blue lights and sirens blaring arrived and stopped precisely at the main entrance of the Beijing Hotel.

Well-trained medical staff quickly got off the vehicle and carried the stretcher into the lobby.

Lin Feng stepped forward and briefly explained the situation.

Medical staff checked Shen Moran's vital signs and, based on a preliminary assessment, determined that her condition was urgent. They quickly secured her to a stretcher and lifted her into the ambulance.

As a friend, Lin Feng naturally followed and got into the car.

The ambulance doors closed, the siren blared again, and the vehicle sped toward the nearest and best-equipped Union Hospital.

……

"They're in the ambulance! Heading towards Xiehe!" Director Qian immediately shouted to the driver.

"Follow them, keep your distance, and don't get spotted," Guo Ziming ordered coldly.

The black sedan quietly started and blended into the traffic, following the ambulance at a distance.

Meanwhile, two other seemingly ordinary bread trucks also emerged from different intersections, following the black sedan in perfect unison, like hyenas that had caught a whiff of blood.

The three vehicles formed a loose tracking formation.

Behind the car window, several unfriendly gazes were seen.

The streets of Beijing at night are bustling with traffic and brightly lit.

Ahead, there is a white ambulance dedicated to saving lives.

Behind them were treacherous pursuers.

Lin Feng sat calmly inside the speeding ambulance, watching the medical staff treat Shen Moran.

His phone screen glowed faintly in the dimly lit carriage.

He had quietly sent an encrypted message.

The message was brief: "My friend is in trouble. I'm on my way to Peking Union Medical College Hospital, and someone is following us."

The recipient of the information is Zhao Weiguo.

Lin Feng's gaze fell upon the dazzling yet unfathomable night outside the car window.

A cold glint flickered in his calm eyes.

There's some trouble, but since we're already here...

Then let's solve it.