"What a strong smell of alcohol!"
As soon as Li Qianfan rushed to the front of the red sports car, he smelled a distinct alcoholic odor.
In fact, there were many smells at the scene.
The smell of burning rubber, from the intense friction of tires and ground producing smoke.
The smell of gasoline and engine oil, as the sports car was leaking fluids.
The smell of blood, as the occupants were certainly not doing well.
But the burnt tire smell, the strong scent of blood, and the smell of gasoline combined couldn't mask the alcohol.
This showed how much the person in the sports car had drunk.
Li Qianfan bent down and looked into the car window.
Due to the various angles and forces of the violent collision, the red sports car's airbags were pierced by something as they deployed, rendering them largely useless.
Inside were a man and a woman.
The girl in the passenger seat was covered in blood, and her body was at a rather unnatural angle.
Based on Li Qianfan's first glance, the probability of the girl being alive was no more than 5%.
Looking at the man in the driver's seat, his face was not bloody, and he appeared to be a handsome young man in his twenties.
There were also clear signs of life.
However, on the left side of his neck, there was a deep wound from which blood was flowing.
Fortunately, his carotid artery was not hit, otherwise, he would have been dead.
Li Qianfan's gaze as he looked at the two individuals was very detached.
He didn't flinch at the gruesome scene of the car crash, nor did he feel any pity for the dire situation of the man and woman.
After the car accident.
Li Qianfan had run over as quickly as possible, attempting to save them, out of his inherent human instinct, or perhaps his sense of responsibility and obligation.
But this did not mean he had to pity the man and woman.
To drive after drinking, and to run a red light at that, it would be against all reason if something didn't happen to them!
Because the sports car was upside down, engine oil was leaking from somewhere, splashing onto the young man's face.
They had to quickly pull him out.
What if the car short-circuited and caught fire, or exploded?
"Yaoyao, I'll lift the car, you drag the man out first!"
Li Qianfan turned and said to Yaoyao, who was running over. He gripped the car's frame with both hands and exclaimed, "Lift!"
With a grunt, Li Qianfan, using only his hands, lifted one side of the heavy sports car off the ground.
Yaoyao immediately knelt on one knee, pulled a short knife from her waist, and began to cut the seatbelt.
Seeing Yaoyao casually produce a sharp knife, Li Qianfan inexplicably felt a chill down his lower back.
He thought, "If Yaoyao saw the scene of Prince busy below and Ruohua cooperating on the side, would she send me to the eunuchs with a single strike? Amitabha, Boundless Heavenly Venerate."
Yaoyao's movements were faster and more professional than those of professional rescue personnel.
Soon, she dragged the two people out of the car.
With a bang.
Li Qianfan released his grip, and the sports car he was lifting crashed heavily onto the ground.
Yaoyao remained kneeling on one knee, felt along the side of the woman's neck, and then shook her head at Li Qianfan.
The meaning was clear: the woman was dead.
The man was still alive.
But the wound on the side of his neck was still bleeding profusely.
Li Qianfan grabbed the hem of the man's shirt and, with a rip, tore off a strip.
The priority was to stop the man's bleeding to prevent excessive blood loss.
The man was quite lucky; he only had a gash on his neck and a few broken ribs.
After stopping the bleeding, Li Qianfan raised his hand and pressed a point beneath his ribs.
There was an acupuncture point here that could stimulate a person in a coma to regain consciousness instantly.
The unconscious man shivered violently and slowly opened his eyes.
"How can we contact your family? Give us a contact number."
Yaoyao held her phone and asked the man, whose eyes were staring blankly at her.
Seeing his dazed state, Li Qianfan knew his mind was still blank. He opened his phone's flashlight and waved it in front of his eyes.
The young man's pupils contracted rapidly a few times before he closed his eyes.
When he opened them again, his mind was much clearer.
He looked at Yaoyao and, in a hoarse voice, gave a contact number.
Yaoyao immediately dialed the number he provided.
Just as she finished dialing, she saw a flash of light in the corner of her eye.
Boom!
With a slight "boom," the leaking sports car finally ignited and burned due to a short circuit.
Fortunately, the occupants had been pulled out by Li Qianfan and Yaoyao in time.
Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
Wail!
The ambulance arrived.
The doctor rushed out and immediately began examining the man and woman.
Beep beep!
Just as the doctor confirmed the girl was dead, several small cars sped toward them.
The people in these cars were the young man's family.
From this, it could be inferred that the man was not far from his home.
And his family, for some reason, was still awake, so they rushed over as quickly as possible after receiving Yaoyao's call.
"Xiaoqiang, Xiaoqiang!"
A middle-aged woman, before the car even came to a complete stop, jumped out of the vehicle, screaming in panic, and rushed over.
This was Xiaoqiang's mother.
After rushing over, she pushed aside the doctor who was examining Xiaoqiang.
"What are you doing?"
The doctor stumbled back and was about to get angry, but then he froze.
He recognized this woman.
He also recognized the men who ran over afterward.
The doctor quickly swallowed his retort and said to the woman cautiously, "Director Wei."
The woman addressed as Director Wei had no time for him.
She frantically crouched down, calling her son's name, and as she checked his injuries, she noticed the strip of cloth bandaging the wound.
"Mom. I'm fine."
Xiaoqiang looked at Director Wei, his lips trembling.
"Take him to the hospital quickly."
Director Wei had just finished speaking when she suddenly looked up and demanded of the doctor, "Who bandaged Xiaoqiang's wound?"
The doctor was startled by her outburst and quickly said, "I don't know, I just got here."
"It was me."
Li Qianfan frowned and nodded, answering the woman's question.
He could understand the woman's panic at seeing her son in his current state.
But he didn't understand why Director Wei was demanding to know who had bandaged her son's wound.
Li Qianfan considered himself quite professional in bandaging wounds.
"It was you?"
Director Wei looked at Li Qianfan and demanded, "What do you do?"
Yaoyao bristled, "We are the ones who saved your son. What, who are you yelling at?"
"How could you use such a dirty cloth strip to bandage my son's wound?"
Once Director Wei confirmed who had bandaged her son's wound, she ignored everything else and, looking at Li Qianfan, yelled, "If my son's wound gets infected, can you take responsibility!?"
Li Qianfan—
Was speechless.
Director Wei turned back and shouted to a man, "Old Ma, quickly get your men to control these two! If Xiaoqiang's wound gets infected, I won't let them off!"
Yaoyao was furious.
What kind of person is this?
She and Qianfan had urgently saved the son, pulling Xiaoqiang out of the car before it caught fire and bandaging his wound to stop the bleeding.
But Director Wei didn't care about any of that.
Instead, because Qianfan had used a potentially infected cloth strip to bandage Xiaoqiang's wound, she not only yelled at them but also wanted to have them controlled, threatening to not let them off.
Before Yaoyao could react, Li Qianfan bent down and, with a tug, removed the cloth strip he had used to bandage Xiaoqiang's wound.
This disturbed Xiaoqiang's wound, causing him to cry out in pain.
The bleeding that had just stopped immediately resumed.
Since Director Wei was worried that her son might get infected by the cloth strip, Li Qianfan removed it so the doctor could bandage him with sterile gauze.
"What are you doing?"
Director Wei exclaimed in shock and suddenly stood up from the ground.
*Slap!!*
As Director Wei stood up, she felt a thunderous explosion by her ear.
It was Yaoyao, who, unable to tolerate the woman any longer, had slapped her hard.
The blow sent the woman spinning in place.
"Qianfan, let's go."
Yaoyao, her face ashen, took Li Qianfan's hand and started to leave.
"Stop!"
Old Ma and several other men, stunned by Yaoyao's audacity in slapping Director Wei, were in no mood to let them go.
Yaoyao's eyebrows furrowed—
But Li Qianfan said, "Weren't you bored? Now that there's finally something to do, just stay calm and see what they want to do."
Yaoyao immediately became obedient.
"You dare to hit me?"
Director Wei, covering her face, was about to roar when she heard Old Ma shout, "Save Xiaoqiang first!"
Only then did Director Wei regain her senses.
Her son was still bleeding; his wound needed to be bandaged first.
After stabilizing her son's condition, she could settle the score with Yaoyao, who had dared to slap her, later.
In any case, Old Ma had already brought men to keep an eye on the young couple.
The doctor quickly took out gauze and other supplies to bandage Xiaoqiang's wound.
Two nurses immediately lifted him onto a stretcher.
The doctor looked at the girl lying on the ground and said softly to Director Wei, "Director Wei, this girl has no vital signs."
Director Wei glanced at the girl and said coldly, "She's just some cheap internet celebrity. Dead is dead, nothing to make a fuss about."
With that, she quickly supported the stretcher and walked towards the ambulance.
"Mom."
As Xiaoqiang was being lifted onto the ambulance, he struggled to raise his hand and pointed at Yaoyao, saying, "Don't let her go. I like her."