Urban Martial Saint

Ye Qing stood beside, silent, not calling out, simply pressing down on Zhao Chengshuang's pulse.

Fortunately, Zhao Chengshuang's pulse was still beating—he was still alive!

Ye Qing took a deep breath and quickly carried Zhao Chengshuang on his back, urging, "He's not dead yet, quickly get him out of here!"

These words immediately energized the group of police officers; several of them picked up another worker and followed Ye Qing as they rushed out.

Chen Keai was outside helping, and seeing a group of police officers escorting two people out, she couldn't help but be surprised and hurried over, asking, "What happened? Are there no more casualties?"

"Quick, hurry and save our captain!" one officer said, his voice trembling.

"Captain?" Chen Keai ran over and couldn't help but exclaim, "This... isn't this that police officer?"

"Cutie, quick, his pulse is very weak!" Ye Qing urged, his hand pressing on the Shanzhong acupoint. The Shanzhong acupoint is one of the body's vital points, but according to the Acupoint Seeking Technique, vital points are also the acupoints that can most stimulate the body's life force. In critical moments, stimulating these acupoints with the right strength can be lifesaving.

Zhao Chengshuang's pulse was very weak, so Ye Qing could only take a risk and use the method from the Acupoint Seeking Technique to stimulate his life force.

Chen Keai did not hesitate and hurried over with the medical equipment. Several doctors followed suit, setting up all sorts of devices.

"How is our captain doing?" another officer asked, voice quavering.

"We need to get him back for emergency treatment!" a doctor urged.

"Emergency treatment?" The officer froze for a moment, his voice trembling, "Is he... has he not passed the critical period yet?"

"What do you think!" the doctor retorted irritably, as he and a few nurses started to move Zhao Chengshuang away.

The assistant, witnessing the scene, trembled with fear. After much thought, he still took out his phone and reported the incident to the bureau. At the same time, he made it very clear on the phone that it was Zhao Chengshuang who insisted on going inside, and he was unable to stop him, trying to disassociate himself from the situation.

Upon receiving the call, Huang Bingyao was nearly scared out of his wits. If something happened to Zhao Chengshuang, his position as the bureau head would probably be over, too.

Huang Bingyao didn't dare hold back this news, phoning Deng Liyang at once.

Deng Liyang was also shocked and immediately called Zhao Jianjun to inform him of Zhao Chengshuang's condition.

In less than three minutes, Zhao Jianjun was aware of the situation.

Hearing that his son was in trouble, Zhao Jianjun couldn't stay seated and almost ran out of his office.

"Commissar, where are you going?" the guard asked as he followed closely behind.

"To the city hospital!" Zhao Jianjun paused for a moment, then said in a heavy voice, "Call the one with the surname Lin and tell him to arrange for Lin Tianyou to operate on my son right now!"

The guard didn't know what had happened, but he knew to follow orders and hastily took out his phone to take care of everything.

Meanwhile, as Ye Qing and the others came out, the rescue team also arrived and rushed into the scene to save people.

Ye Qing didn't need to go back in—he followed the ambulance carrying Zhao Chengshuang, deeply concerned about his condition.

Due to the matter of life and death for Zhao Chengshuang, the hospital staff did not dare to be negligent and hurriedly took him to the hospital.

At the hospital, everything had already been arranged, and as soon as Zhao Chengshuang arrived, he was taken into the operating room.

Ye Qing stood outside the operating room, quietly watching the doors, not saying a word. His own wound seemed to be forgotten, blood staining his clothes, but he didn't even give it a glance.

Chen Keai had been following him, and seeing Ye Qing like this, her opinion of him began to change somewhat.

"Ye Qing, you don't need to worry. Inside, we have our hospital's, no, the entire Shenchuan City's best doctor. With him there, that police officer will be fine." Chen Keai said with a hint of admiration in her tone, and her eyes were emitting an unusual glow.

Chen Keai said, "Come with me to the emergency room first, I'll bandage your wound, or it may get infected later."

Ye Qing kept his gaze on the operating room, as if he hadn't heard Chen Keai.

"Hey, can't you hear me speaking?" Chen Keai went over and tugged at Ye Qing's clothes, and only then did Ye Qing turn his head to look at her, his eyes full of confusion. However, without a word, Ye Qing just gave her a glance and then turned his head back to the hospital room door.

"I said let's get your hand bandaged!" Chen Keai blocked Ye Qing's path, saying, "You standing here doesn't help anyone. You can come back after we bandage you up!" To report errors, please visit the original post on M|VLEMPYR.

Ye Qing shook his head and still did not speak, only standing there gazing at the hospital room.

"You really are something, you know? I'm only trying to help, can't you understand?" Chen Keai muttered, but seeing the distraught state Ye Qing was in, she didn't get angry.

Chen Keai ran to the emergency room, grabbed some bandaging supplies, and came back. Dabbing a cotton ball with alcohol, she took hold of Ye Qing's hand and said, "Ye Qing, I'm going to clean your wound first. Brace yourself for the sting, okay?"

After speaking, Chen Keai carefully pressed the cotton ball against Ye Qing's wound. Furthermore, she did it tentatively, afraid of causing Ye Qing any pain.

However, when the cotton ball soaked in alcohol touched Ye Qing's hand, it seemed as though he couldn't feel the pain at all, staying motionless without even a tremble in his fingers.

Chen Keai couldn't help but be astonished. Having been a nurse for so long, she was well aware of the sting of cleaning wounds with alcohol. Not to mention, such pain is usually felt intensely since each finger is connected to the heart; most people would involuntarily flinch at the initial touch of the alcohol. Yet, Ye Qing had no reaction whatsoever, which was something she had never seen before.

Chen Keai looked at Ye Qing, who was fixated on the door of the ward, seemingly oblivious to her cleaning his wounds.

Chen Keai finished cleaning Ye Qing's wound. Throughout the process, Ye Qing seemed to feel nothing. In the end, Chen Keai deliberately poured more alcohol, drenching Ye Qing's wound, but still, there was no reaction from him.

"Hey, can't you really feel any pain?" Chen Keai couldn't resist asking.

"Huh?" Ye Qing looked at Chen Keai in surprise; he hadn't really heard what Chen Keai had said.

"Forget I said anything!" Chen Keai waved off the concern, as she could tell Ye Qing's attention was entirely focused on the operating room.

Chen Keai finished bandaging Ye Qing's wound, and at the same time, another large group of casualties was brought into the hospital entrance. With the arrival of the rescue team, the speed of saving people had naturally increased a lot.

Chen Keai immediately threw herself into treating these casualties, leaving Ye Qing as the only person standing at the entrance of the operating room.

In the midst of the hospital's chaos, three men strode through the entrance, with the leader being none other than Zhao Chengshuang's father, Zhao Jianjun.

Without delay, Zhao Jianjun ran straight to the entrance of the operating room, grabbed Ye Qing's clothes, and demanded urgently, "How is Cheng Shuang? How's my son doing? Is he alright? Is he?!"

While Zhao Jianjun often felt his son was a disappointment, Cheng Shuang was his only child. With such a severe incident, he was more worried than anyone else.

The security officer hurriedly stepped forward to pull Zhao Jianjun away, whispering, "Commissar, he doesn't seem to be part of the hospital staff."

Zhao Jianjun had charged over, and with only Ye Qing standing at the entrance of the ward, he hadn't asked who Ye Qing was before fervently questioning him. Hearing the security officer's words, he calmed down slightly.

Just then, Huang Bingyao, accompanied by several police officers, hurried over. Huang Bingyao's chubby face was covered in sweat, and while wiping the sweat with one hand, he ran up to Zhao Jianjun and said, "Commissar Zhao, I've just inquired, and the hospital is doing their best to save him. Given our hospital's facilities here in Shenchuan City, Cheng Shuang should be fine!"

Zhao Jianjun completely ignored Huang Bingyao, leaving him in utter embarrassment. If something were to happen to Zhao Chengshuang this time, his position as the chief would be terminated as well.

Huang Bingyao turned and slapped the face of someone next to him, saying angrily, "Damn it, I sent you to help Captain Zhao, what exactly did you do over there?"

This person was the deputy who had assisted Zhao Chengshuang. Covering his face while looking miserable, he said, "Chief, I did tell Captain Zhao, but he insisted on going in, and I truly couldn't stop him."

Huang Bingyao retorted angrily, "You should've stopped him anyway! Don't you know the situation inside? Didn't you realize how dangerous it was to let someone enter so recklessly? Cheng Shuang is young and impulsive, but you're an experienced comrade. Don't you understand the gravity of the situation?"

"I..." The deputy was extremely frustrated, realizing that Huang Bingyao wanted to push the blame onto him to take the fall. Being a clever person, he knew very well that he could not bear the responsibility if something were to happen to Zhao Chengshuang.

The deputy had several thoughts racing through his mind, trying to shift the blame away. But looking around at those present, he realized that it wasn't appropriate to pin the responsibility on anyone else.

Suddenly, the deputy noticed Ye Qing standing in the back and, seizing the opportunity, blurted out, "Actually, Captain Zhao didn't want to go in at first, but he was provoked by someone!"

"Provoked? What do you mean?" Huang Bingyao was taken aback.

"It was him!" The deputy pointed at Ye Qing and said, "He berated Captain Zhao with words, claiming that Captain Zhao came with his team but ignored the dying. He and a nurse used reverse psychology to provoke Captain Zhao to go inside!"

Huang Bingyao looked at Ye Qing, whom he had never met and whose identity he didn't know. But at that moment, the identity didn't matter; what mattered was finding someone to take responsibility, someone to blame for Zhao Chengshuang's predicament.

Huang Bingyao said sternly, "Take him back for questioning to find out exactly who he is!"

Delighted, the deputy quickly walked up to Ye Qing and said, "Hello, please come with me!"

Ye Qing ignored him, silently staring at the door of the operating room. The deputy tugged at him several times unsuccessfully and couldn't help but become angry, shouting, "I'm asking you to come with me, would you please!"

Ye Qing glanced at him without saying a word. The deputy was taken aback for a moment, but his anger was ignited by Ye Qing's demeanor. He reached out and grabbed Ye Qing's collar to drag him away.

Ye Qing frowned slightly, caught the deputy's wrist with a light twist, and the deputy immediately let go.

"Assaulting an officer!" the deputy bellowed, pulling out his gun and aiming it at Ye Qing.