Transmigration: The Cannon Fodder Suddenly Made a Comeback!
Chapter 404: The Vice Dean of Hua Country Chinese Medicine University?!

Chapter 404: Chapter 404: The Vice Dean of Hua Country Chinese Medicine University?!

Several minutes later, Jiang Li doubled back and knocked on Huo Xuan’s car window.

"Do you have a first aid kit in your car?"

"What happened?" Huo Xuan, while searching for something, asked, "Yes, I’ll get it for you."

"Two cars collided up ahead, and it looks like someone is in shock. That person was just asking if anyone with pharmacological knowledge could come and check."

"Okay, then I’ll come with you."

After getting out of the car, Huo Xuan realized something was amiss.

Jiang Li could actually understand what that foreigner was saying?!

And she knew about pharmacology, too?!

But on second thought, it seemed quite normal to Huo Xuan.

After all, she had read so many books; knowing a few foreign languages and some pharmacological knowledge was within reason.

A dozen people had already gathered nearby.

The car accident wasn’t severe. It was just a minor collision during a U-turn, and aside from a middle-aged man in shock, no one else was injured.

The man was from G country, seemingly a tourist according to the people around, who couldn’t have expected to get stuck in traffic on a coastal road. In desperation, he tried to go back the way he came and accidentally hit a car going straight.

There were also his wife and son in the car, seemingly encountering this type of situation for the first time, anxiously seeking help from passersby.

The man had been in shock for a while, and neither police cars nor ambulances could get through; they could only pin their hopes on the people around.

By the time Jiang Li arrived with the first aid kit, a medical student was already checking the man’s condition and, speaking fluent English, asked the man’s wife,

"Does the patient have any history of illness?"

The woman with brown hair tearfully said, "My husband has a congenital heart condition, but he already took his heart medicine just now, and it hasn’t had any effect."

"This makes it a bit more complicated," the medical student said pushing up his glasses. "I’ll perform CPR first, you clear the people away."

"No," Jiang Li interrupted his actions. "You can’t perform CPR on him."

Hearing this, the medical student looked up at her displeased.

"The patient is already in shock. Why wouldn’t we perform CPR? Don’t waste my time here, step aside."

The woman was clad in brand names from head to toe, and she was so ostentatious. She was obviously some rich family’s daughter. How dare she give him orders?

Didn’t she know that human life was of paramount importance?

The medical student readied his hands to start compressions but was suddenly grabbed by Jiang Li.

"What are you doing?!"

"He’s not having a heart attack at all," Jiang Li said. "Performing CPR rashly will only make the situation worse."

The medical student got up angrily. "The lady here said her husband has a history of heart disease. If this gentleman’s shock isn’t caused by a heart attack, then what is it? I’ve already checked him; there are no external injuries."

Those around began to criticize Jiang Li’s capriciousness.

Jiang Li, however, paid no attention to these questioning voices and knelt down, one hand feeling the man’s pulse while the other checked his condition.

"Shock caused by a heart attack typically results in a clammy body, bluish or pale complexion, but this gentleman has stiff limbs, cold sweat, and a thready pulse. This is a classic case of ’qi jue,’ or shock caused by a fright."

The medical student was shocked, his mouth hanging open. "You, you’re also in the medical field?"

"No."

A sharp-eyed passerby recognized her and exclaimed in surprise, "Isn’t that Jiang Li, the one who was famous on the reality show a while ago? What’s she doing here?"

"Yes, yes, yes, she looked so familiar. Isn’t she a college student? How could she possibly understand medicine?"

Hearing these words, the medical student scoffed and moved to push Jiang Li away.

"So you’re just an internet celebrity. Stop making a spectacle here; human life is at stake. Do you know how critical every second is for someone in shock?"

"She’s right, this man isn’t having a heart disease attack, it’s ’qi jue’ caused by fright."

From within the crowd, a stentorian male voice suddenly dropped.

Then, a man in a white shirt emerged from behind Jiang Li, stepping forward and crouching next to her.

The man was handsome and had an exceptional demeanor, clearly a scion of a wealthy family.

The medical student was displeased, "And who are you? Do you people really enjoy interfering in others’ attempts to save lives?"

The man didn’t respond to him but instead inquired fluently in English to the wife of the man in shock.

"Has your husband been overworking and staying up late these past few days?"

The brunette wiped her tears and said, "Yes, he’s been busy dealing with various documents. He just had a day off today, and we were planning to go sailing, but then this accident happened."

The man nodded, then turned to his assistant.

"Bring my medical kit, quickly."

It was then that Jiang Li looked toward him, "Do you have a silver needle with you?"

The man was somewhat surprised as he raised an eyebrow, "How did you know?"

"I could smell the scent of Chinese medicine on you."

The man was taken aback, then smiled, "Your nose is indeed sharp, Miss. I am Yu Li. Do you also know much about Chinese medicine?"

"Only a little."

The assistant soon arrived with the medical kit, and Yu Li rolled up his sleeves and carefully took out the silver needles.

As he contemplated where to begin, a confident voice came from the side, "Dazhui, Bai Hui, Taiyang, Weizhong, Shixuan, prick and let blood, leave the needles in for three quarters of an hour."

A flicker of astonishment passed through Yu Li’s eyes.

This was just ’a little knowledge’?

She even knew the acupuncture points for the Triangular Needle so precisely.

Seeing the man freeze, Jiang Li frowned, "Can’t you do it? If not, give me the needles."

Yu Li regained his composure and precisely, quickly, and forcefully placed the needles at the specified points, then gently manipulated them.

The process of acupuncture in Chinese medicine is very lengthy, and during it, Yu Li couldn’t help but speak up.

"Have you really not studied this?"

Jiang Li was indifferent, "I’ve seen a bit."

Her great uncle had been giving acupuncture to the women in the palace for years, and she had seen it often. Combined with medical texts, she naturally picked up a bit as well.

Yu Li nodded in understanding, "You’re very modest."

And also somewhat disparaging.

After all, this was the first time in his many years of practice that someone had doubted his ability to perform acupuncture.

The medical student watching the exchange between the two felt both embarrassed and indignant.

"Can we really rely on Chinese medicine? The patient in shock needs medical equipment for support. Isn’t it too careless to just prick him with a couple of needles? Could it not make things worse?"

Besides, isn’t it that the older a practitioner of Chinese medicine is, the more experienced they are supposed to be?

These two didn’t seem like they would know Chinese medicine.

But the man’s name sounded familiar.

Yu Li, Yu Li, where had he heard it before?

With no solution coming to mind, he opened Baidu and typed in the name.

Quickly, related entries popped up.

The medical student’s eyes went wide—

He, he was actually the Vice Dean of Hua Country Chinese Medicine University Clinical Medical College?!

How could there be such a young dean?!

The medical student thought his eyes were tricking him, but when he focused again, the Baidu encyclopedia entry was still there verbatim—

Yu Li, male, 26 years old, Vice Dean of the Clinical Medical College of Hua Country Chinese Medicine University, Dean of the Affiliated Hospital, the thirty-ninth heir of the Imperial Physician Family Yu Chun Hall...

The rest was about him winning a multitude of awards and making numerous significant contributions.