At that moment, he was on the north round while Yan Nian was on the south road.

There was a distance of one kilometer between them.

It was strenuous to drive right now. It was the off-work peak period and a car accident had happened on the road. Thus, the traffic jam on the south road was rather serious. Therefore, Jiang Beiyuan decided to run.

A handsome man running like that still looked good.

One who was tall and dashing.

His deep green windbreaker floated gently in the air. Following the movements of his steps as he ran against the wind, the strands of his black fringe parted in the middle of his forehead. He was also carrying a medicine box.

Nearby, many ladies were taking pictures of his godly features. Jiang Beiyuan was unwilling to acknowledge the examining eyes of these love-struck fools.

“Knocked… forehead… It doesn’t feel serious… I don’t know if it’s the thoracic cavity… or the lungs… that was cut by the glass… It’s more serious… elsewhere…”

Yan Nian’s teeth were chattering. She was unable to shut them properly together.

When facing the grim reaper, we are all just minute beings that would do anything to protect the small number of people whom we care about.

“I got it. I’m coming!”

The last three words held a significant amount of weight.

The lights flickered and danced.

The neon bright lights illuminated the man who was taking huge strides, making him seem like a deity.

Their eyes locked with one another across the crowd, but Yan Nian’s vision had begun to turn blurry. She was afraid to blink in fear of losing sight of him.

At that moment, she cried even harder as she held onto Ding Baoyi. She was close to crying a lifetime’s worth of tears.

How she wished that this was all just a nightmare.

One where she would see Ding Baoyi jumping around actively when she woke up and where her hands wouldn’t be soaked in warm blood.

“Jiang Beiyuan… Jiang Beiyuan…”

She shouted his name until her voice was hoarse.

It was as if right at this moment, these three words had become her faith.

Jiang Beiyuan finally pushed past the crowd and squatted in front of Yan Nian.

Running a kilometer within two minutes was not an easy feat.

He breathed harshly as the beads of sweat on his forehead trickled down to his lower jaw.

His expression was heavy as he examined Ding Baoyi with his bead-like eyes while Yan Nian placed her on the ground.

It was just as Yan Nian had described. Only her lungs suffered from the massive hit.

“It’s okay. It’s a bruising to the lungs. None of her crucial organs has been damaged. She can still be saved. Don’t worry.”

He reached out and caressed the soft hair of the weeping woman, consoling her and letting her feel more at ease.

Yan Nian nodded her head vehemently. “Please… Please save her quickly!”

Jiang Beiyuan responded with a sound of affirmation before promptly opening the medicine box he brought with him.

From gauze, alcohol, cotton pads, disinfectant liquid, bandages, and hemostat to the drainage tube, he had everything.

Apart from the lungs, there weren’t many problems with the other parts of Ding Baoyi’s body. Due to the quick and violent injury she suffered, a serious impact on her lungs had resulted, which caused swelling in her pulmonary alveolus.

As a surgeon in Ning City, a surgery like this was a procedure Jiang Beiyuan was extremely proficient in.

But—

The situation right now was special and the circumstances were crude.

They were not on an operating table, and they did not have precision instruments. Therefore, huge surgical procedures could not be done.

“There isn’t a blood recovery machine here. I will first help to stop her bleeding and fill up her pericardium.”

Jiang Beiyuan’s tone remained stable throughout. Although there was a crease between his eyebrows, there was not a hint of panic in his eyes.

Opening Baoyi’s chest and removing the glass shards from her body were methodically carried out.

The number of pedestrians gathering around them grew in size. Everyone held their breaths as they watched Jiang Beiyuan perform surgery with rapt attention.

Yan Nian was no longer crying. She bit her lips harshly to the point that her pink plump lips were bleeding. She did not dare to make a sound, afraid that she would disturb Jiang Beiyuan.

The bloody floor left Yan Nian trembling with fright.

Jiang Beiyuan cast a glance at her.

“You’ll have to play a supporting role for me right now and cooperate with me.”