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"The wounded soldier who was shot in the back needs to be taken to the medical pod immediately. If we delay any longer, the medical pod will be too late to save him."

The doctor's voice was urgent. He nodded solemnly to Luo Fei, then quickly turned around and, together with several nurses, surrounded the student who had been shot in the abdomen.

Someone quickly inserted an IV tube for him, someone else deftly cut open the clothes around the wound with scissors to expose the blood-soaked skin, and someone else pressed gauze tightly around the wound to stop the bleeding. The whole process was efficient and without any delay.

Several other medical staff also treated the wounds of the professors and students who sustained minor injuries.

Luo Fei walked straight to the medical pod, opened the hatch, and quickly turned to the student who had been shot in the back.

He squatted down, bent over, and put his hands under the student's body, supporting the student's chest with one hand and the student's thighs with the other, and steadily lifted the student up.

His movements were so gentle that they did not cause the slightest vibration or sway. The student's body remained in his arms in the same position, and the three crossbow bolts on his back did not shift.

Luo Fei placed the student into the medical pod, keeping him in a prone position with his face resting on a white cushion.

Straightening up, under the astonished gazes of the professor and others, Luo Fei pinched the shaft of the first crossbow bolt—near the arrowhead—and pulled it out with a slight effort.

The movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation or tremor, producing only a soft "plop" sound.

The crossbow bolt trailed a small string of blood droplets, which splattered onto the walls of the medical pod, but Luo Fei paid no attention to it.

Then came the second and the third bolts; almost instantly, all three bolts were pulled out. He casually placed the bolts on a tray held by the nurse beside him, the metal tray making a "clinking" sound.

Then, Luo Fei closed the hatch and pressed the start button.

The inner walls of the medical pod instantly lit up, with pale blue light emanating from every corner, enveloping the students lying inside.

The robotic arm began to operate, and the probe at its end was precisely placed on the wound on the student's back. Pale blue light seeped in from the tip of the probe, penetrating the skin and muscles, and reaching the bones.

Visibly, those gruesome wounds healed at an astonishing speed, the broken muscle fibers were gradually repaired, the damaged skin was regenerating and closing, and the originally turned-out flesh gradually became smooth.

The old professor stood shakily beside the medical pod, staring intently through the transparent window on the pod's cover at the student receiving treatment inside.

His lips and hands were trembling slightly, and his eyes were filled with tension and anticipation.

Seeing this, a young female student nearby quickly reached out and held his arm tightly, gently comforting him, "Professor, don't worry too much, he'll be alright."

In less than ten minutes, the hatch opened.

The student tentatively sat up, supporting himself on the sides of the recliner with his hands, his head slightly raised, and his tightly closed eyes slowly opened, still showing a hint of confusion.

He looked down at his chest and then touched his back, finding that the wound had completely healed, the skin was smooth and flat, and there wasn't even a scar left.

His mouth was open, and he forgot to close it for a moment.

He walked out of the medical pod and saw the old professor, his classmates, and Luo Fei.

His voice held a hint of disbelief: "Where am I? Teacher... am I alright?"

The old professor could no longer hold back his tears, which streamed down his cheeks.

He didn't speak, but walked forward with trembling hands, reached out and gently patted the student's shoulder; a thousand words were condensed into this silent gesture.

Without delay, the doctors and nurses immediately carried another student, who had been given emergency treatment and had been shot in the abdomen, into the medical pod.

The doctor quickly pulled the crossbow bolt out of his abdomen.

The student's face was even paler than before, his lips were purple, and his breathing became increasingly weak.

After being placed into the medical pod, the hatch closed, and the pale blue light shone again.

This time, everyone gathered around the medical pod, silent and motionless, with only the sounds of heartbeats and breathing echoing in the room.

Less than ten minutes later, the medical pod's hatch opened again.

The student slowly sat up. Like the first student, the wound on his abdomen had completely disappeared. His pale face had become rosy, his lips had returned to their normal color, and his breathing had become steady and strong.

He looked down at his abdomen, repeatedly touching the intact skin, his eyes filled with incredible shock.

Finally, the old professor and several other students who had sustained minor injuries were also arranged to enter the medical pod for treatment.

Some people scraped their knees, some cut their arms, some bruised their foreheads, and some twisted their wrists.

One by one, they lay down inside, and a pale blue light appeared. A few minutes later, they all emerged unharmed. All their wounds had disappeared, and all the pain was gone.

The old professor stood beside the medical pod, looking down at his hand. The cut on the back of his hand from the rubble was gone, and his skin was smooth as before.

He clenched and unclenched his fist repeatedly, confirming that his aged body had not only recovered completely, but even some of his previous minor joint aches and pains had been cured.

He turned around, looked at Luo Fei, opened his mouth as if to say something, but found that any words seemed pale and powerless, insufficient to express the enormous shock in his heart at this moment.

Director Qin had been standing at the operating room door for some time. After everyone had finished their treatment, he entered the operating room, walked up to Luo Fei, stood still, and extended his hand.

"Thank you. If it weren't for you, these two students probably wouldn't have made it back."

Director Qin's voice was deep and sincere. He didn't say any more polite words of thanks because he knew that Luo Fei didn't need them.

Luo Fei looked down at his blood-stained hands, but didn't reach out. He simply said calmly, "It's what I should do."

Before he could speak again, Xiao Wan's slightly hurried voice came from the phone.