"Tension pneumothorax, did he really manage to handle it?"
Seeing the needle in the patient's chest, his eyebrows raised slightly.
By now, the crowd around had dwindled, but some were unwilling to leave, holding their phones up to capture Qin Feng.
Many at the scene had noticed Qin Feng since he prioritized drawing out the silver needle rather than dealing with the injuries first.
He would immediately berate them, pushing them aside to take charge himself.
The previously angry doctors were stunned by his swift and precise technique.
Is he here to steal our jobs?
Wee woo~ Wee woo~ Wee woo~
One by one, ambulances carrying the injured left; this section of the overpass was closed since there were fatalities.
The terrifying speed with which Qin Feng rescued people...
The precise efficiency with which Qin Feng bandaged and drew needles...
And Qin Feng's handsome face...
All these made it hard for onlookers to tear their eyes away from him.
