Warning! A hidden dragon has emerged!

Qin Quan's expression was cold, and his tone was urgent yet firm.

"The ambulance won't arrive for another ten minutes. This child can only hold on for three more minutes at most. If the blood clots in her abdominal cavity cannot be expelled in time, she will die immediately."

"Open the abdomen immediately; there's still a glimmer of hope. Otherwise, even a miracle won't save him!"

Upon hearing this, everyone around fell silent.

The young woman slumped to the ground, tears streaming down her face, and could only nod, choking back sobs.

"Please...please save her..."

Without further hesitation, Qin Quan immediately inserted the tube into the little girl's abdominal cavity.

As the one-way valve takes effect, the dark red blood continuously drains out.

Immediately afterward, Qin Quan's eyes narrowed, and he acted swiftly, accurately, and steadily, pulling out the steel bar that was piercing through the little girl's chest with a clean and decisive movement.

"Gauze! Iodine!"

As soon as he finished speaking, kind-hearted people handed him the items.

Stopping the bleeding, cleaning the wound, and bandaging it—the series of actions were performed smoothly and quickly, and were completed in no time.

Finally, he slowly channeled a wisp of spiritual energy into the little girl's body, gently repairing her damaged lungs.

Within minutes, the little girl's complexion became noticeably rosy, her breathing became steady, and her breathing gradually returned to normal.

Shortly after, the ambulance arrived at the scene.

The medical staff quickly got out of the vehicle and swiftly began the rescue.

"Group one checks the patient's vital signs! Group two measures blood pressure and pulse! Group three prepares equipment and is ready to respond at any time!"

The leading doctor was Qi Huan, the director of thoracic surgery at the People's Hospital. His gaze swept over the simple one-way valve and neatly bandaged wounds on the little girl's body. His eyes sharpened, and he asked in a deep voice:

Who made this check valve?

"Director Qi, the patient's vital signs are normal!"

"Blood pressure is normal!"

"Your heart rate is stable!"

"The wounds on my chest and back are slowly healing, and there are no bleeding points on my chest or abdomen!"

"Holy shit!"

As soon as the medical staff's diagnosis came out, Qi Huan cursed on the spot, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.

To be able to perform such precise first aid on the street is no ordinary doctor; there must have been a master at the scene.

How could a little girl, who had been pierced through the chest by a steel bar and had blood accumulating in her abdominal cavity, suffering a life-threatening injury, suddenly turn the corner?

"Is it this one-way valve?"

He pressed further, "Who made this check valve?"

The scene was completely silent.

All eyes were fixed on Qin Quan, who waved his hand and instantly retracted the golden needles stuck in the little girl's body.

"Let's take her to the hospital first. She doesn't need surgery; anti-inflammatory treatment will suffice."

"Yes, yes, yes!"

Without needing any introduction, Qi Huan was already dumbfounded by Qin Quan's move.

He nodded in response like a chicken pecking at rice, and quickly directed the medical staff to transfer the wounded.

The young woman recovered from her shock and thanked Qin Quan repeatedly.

Qin Quan waved his hand and put his arm around Lin Wanrou as they got into the Porsche.

With a roar of engines, the two sped away.

The dump truck driver was also taken away by the police. Traffic police quickly cleared the scene, and the chaotic intersection was restored to normal traffic flow in no time.

A rooftop about 100 meters away.

A middle-aged man, holding binoculars, watched the Porsche drive away, gritted his teeth in anger, and slammed his fist against the railing.

"You bastard, this still didn't kill you."

……

The president's office of Qingcheng Group.

Lin Wanrou rubbed her throbbing temples, her expression grave.

"What went wrong? Was this morning's car accident definitely aimed at us?"

"Oh? You noticed?"

Qin Quan crossed his legs and swiped his phone rapidly, asking Xiao Yi to retrieve all the information about the dump trucks.

A moment later, Xiaoyi's reply popped up.

This was a meticulously planned murder, carried out by the top assassin of the Wind and Rain Tower.

"They were definitely coming for me!"

Qin Quan's anger surged, and he questioned her sharply.

"Xiao Yi, can you pinpoint the assassin's location?"

"The target is a King-level assassin, skilled in stealth and creating accidental killings. Xiao Yi is unable to locate him at the moment."

"waste!"

Qin Quan gritted his teeth in anger; this damn system always failed him at crucial moments.

Fortunately, he knew Qin Ling's whereabouts. If he could find his sister and ask her for help, he might be able to find the killer.

Upon realizing this, he suddenly stood up.

"Boss lady, I'm going out for a bit, I'll be right back."

"Go."

Lin Wanrou nodded gently.

They are wise and understand the big picture, never asking questions or causing internal strife.

……

Half an hour later, Qin Quan strolled along the tree-lined path of Jincheng University.

At the age of twenty-one, with a tall and handsome figure and a unique charm, he instantly captured the hearts of countless girls.

Some people approached to chat, some asked for contact information, and others quickly took out their phones to take pictures.

Then, it was posted on the campus forum.

"Sisters of 503, come quick! There's a super handsome guy on the tree-lined path!"

"Sisters, wait a minute, I love handsome guys the most!"

"Looking for the contact information of handsome guys."

"Can anyone tell me which department he's in? Is he an upperclassman or an underclassman?"

In an instant, the entire Jincheng University was in an uproar.

Qin Quan did this on purpose, making a big fuss, just to lure Qin Ling out.

503 Dormitory.

Qin Ling ignored the noise on the campus forum, but when she saw Qin Quan's photo, her brows furrowed and her pretty face darkened.

"Did he discover me, or does he have ulterior motives?"

Countless speculations swirled in her mind.

Just as she was about to investigate further, her phone suddenly vibrated; it was an encrypted message from Fengyulou.

"Nightingale, three times in a row? Your brother's here to take you on a mission. Now that we're on your turf, aren't you going to buy me a drink?"

Qin Ling stared at the screen, her anger surging.

To outsiders, it was just a drinking session between colleagues.

But she understood that this was a provocation, and also covetousness.

Zhong Deng, who had a sleazy appearance, disheveled hair, and a mustache, yet insisted on pretending to be an artsy young man, had long coveted her.

"I'm busy!"

Qin Ling's fingers flew across her phone, her eyes filled with disgust.

Soon, another message arrived.

"Since you're unavailable, I'll have to proceed according to organizational regulations."

Upon reading the text message, Qin Ling felt a chill run down her spine and gritted her teeth in anger.

The Wind and Rain Pavilion has always had strict rules, and its assassins operate on a points system.

Those who fail three times in a row and do not have enough points will be subject to corresponding penalties.

Some people then had wicked ideas: either they would curry favor with others to gain points by leaving marks, or they would team up with others to directly eliminate their superiors, steal their points, and make up for the punishment.

In a flash, Qin Ling's eyes lit up, and a plan came to her mind.

"Why should he benefit from a task I can't complete? I'd rather sell this information to Qin Quan, let them fight it out, and I'll reap the benefits!"

Without hesitation, Qin Ling quickly changed her clothes, walked out of the dormitory, and headed straight for the tree-lined path.

At this moment, Qin Quan was surrounded by a group of senior and junior students, asking for photos and autographs, a scene comparable to a fan meeting.

Suddenly, someone shouted:

"Look, Qin, the school beauty, is here too!"

The entire room fell silent instantly.

All eyes turned to Qin Ling.

"Wow, she really is Qin, the campus belle."

"Even the school beauty is chasing after handsome guys?"

"Hahaha, if Kim Paul saw this, he'd probably go crazy again."

The murmurs rose and fell, but Qin Ling ignored them completely, walked straight through the crowd, stood in front of Qin Quan, and spoke coldly.

"Come with me, I have something to tell you."

Swish!

The entire room was deathly silent; you could hear a pin drop.

Qin Quan was also stunned for a moment.

He had come to the school to try his luck, but Qin Ling took the initiative to come to him.

Is this the tacit understanding between siblings?

Minds think alike.

"good!"

Qin Quan handed the pen to the classmate next to him and quickly followed behind Qin Ling.

"My goddess actually took the initiative to chat me up?"

"It's over, the sky is falling!"

Everyone watched helplessly as Qin Quan and Qin Ling disappeared into the grove. All the boys in the school wailed in despair, wishing they could rush up and tear Qin Quan to pieces.