Rebirth in the 1980s: Xiaoxiao's road to becoming a top student

In the following days, Yan Guoqing and Yin Xiu really became hands-off bosses and no longer worried about Yan Xiaoxiao.

What a joke! It's useless to ask them for help when even a daughter with such great abilities can't solve the problem!

Yan Xiaoxiao lives a very free life. She always sets high standards for herself and never indulges herself.

During class that day, Yan Xiaoxiao's cell phone rang again, and it was Qiangzi's call. Yan Xiaoxiao walked out of the classroom under the gaze of her head teacher and the whole class.

"Hey, you better be in a hurry?"

Qiangzi's tone was very anxious. "Do you have time now? Can you come to Beijing? Director Zhou is seriously injured, please save him!"

"it is good!"

"Only you can save the director. You...what? You promised?"

"Ok!"

"Okay, okay, there will be a helicopter to pick you up from school in five minutes!"

After Yan Xiaoxiao hung up the phone, she asked for leave from her homeroom teacher who was teaching a class. Despite the disapproving looks, she put her books into her schoolbag and carried them out of the classroom.

The director of the national security department was seriously injured, and it was not simple to hear that the matter was not simple. Yan Xiaoxiao wanted to refuse, but when she thought of her speculation about the increase of merit, she felt that this was a good opportunity to find out, and the words became "yes" when they came to her lips.

Five minutes later, the roar of a helicopter resounded throughout the campus. Students and teachers who were in class all looked toward the playground, and the classroom doors and windows were crowded with little heads.

The students who were taking physical education class on the playground were squeezed at the edge of the playground, watching the military green helicopter land directly.

As soon as the helicopter landed, a man in military uniform came down and walked towards Yan Xiaoxiao. He saluted him and said, "Is this classmate Yan Xiaoxiao? I'm here to pick you up!"

Yan Xiaoxiao nodded, and the man took the bag from her shoulders and carried it to the helicopter. Yan Xiaoxiao followed behind and got on.

The helicopter took only over thirty minutes to reach the Beijing Military Region Hospital.

At this time, outside the operating room, a group of people surrounded three doctors in white coats.

"Doctor, don't you have any other ideas? How long can Director Zhou hold on?"

The old director with gray hair sighed, "We are also trying to find a solution, but there is no way to stop the bleeding. The patient can only hold on for ten minutes at most."

Qiangzi, who had been listening carefully to the doctor, asked, "If we just stop the bleeding, can you save the patient?"

The old dean remained silent. They were not sure they could stop the bleeding.

Looking at his expression, everyone present had something to understand. They refused to believe that they were just chatting and laughing together, and how could he be gone in the blink of an eye?

A sad atmosphere spread, and Qiangzi looked towards the elevator entrance anxiously.

The old dean was about to enter the operating room again when the elevator suddenly opened and Yan Xiaoxiao walked out slowly.

Seeing her coming, Qiangzi's eyes suddenly brightened up, and he ran to Yan Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao, you are finally here. Director Zhou was stabbed several times in the fight with the criminals for his bravery, and his injuries are very serious."

Yan Xiaoxiao nodded as she walked, "Take me to meet someone!"

Qiangzi immediately said to the old dean: "Dean, this is the miracle doctor I called, please bring him in quickly!"

The old dean cast a suspicious look on the schoolbag she was carrying behind her.

Yan Xiaoxiao put down her schoolbag and stuffed it into Qiangzi's arms, "Help me hold it for a while!"

Qiangzi quickly took it over, "Will Director Zhou be okay?"

Yan Xiaoxiao glanced at him sideways. How come he became so fussy after not seeing him for a few years?

Yan Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes at him unhappily, then said to the old dean: "I heard that the patient's injuries are very serious, let's not waste time."

After some consideration, the old dean took Yan Xiaoxiao into the operating room. He had been thinking of asking a nurse to teach her how to wash her hands and put on sterile clothes, but he didn't expect Yan Xiaoxiao to move so quickly and get herself ready in a very standard way.

The old dean was now somewhat interested in Yan Xiaoxiao. He took her to the operating room and talked to her, "Are you studying Western medicine?"

"No, I study both Chinese and Western medicine."

"Do you have a medical license?"

"Have!"

"How many years have you studied?"

"ten years!"

The old dean looked at Yan Xiaoxiao in surprise. Ten years? How old is the little girl? Doesn't that mean she has been learning since she was a child?

Although the two were talking, their steps were very fast. When they arrived at the door of the operating room, the door opened automatically, and Yan Xiaoxiao followed the old dean in.

The first thing I saw was an operating table covered in blood and doctors surrounding it, all sweaty.

"No, I still can't stop it, what should I do?"

"Oh no, the patient's blood pressure is starting to drop!"

"What should we do? Think of any other way to stop the bleeding?"

"I'll do it! I have a way!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw the old dean and Yan Xiaoxiao. They all stood there in a daze and no one moved.

The old dean sighed and said, "Let's get the operating table out!"

The doctor, unable to help, stepped back, leaving space on the operating table instantly vacant.

Yan Xiaoxiao stepped forward. Director Zhou's abdomen was covered in blood. Several stab wounds had been treated, and only the three deepest ones were still oozing blood.

Yan Xiaoxiao instantly had a cloth bag in her hand, and she took out a gold needle from it and quickly inserted it into the acupuncture points all over his body. She also took out a hemostatic pill and stuffed it into his mouth.

After thinking about it, he finally took out two slices of ginseng and stuffed them into his mouth.

At this moment, someone shouted, "Look, the blood has stopped flowing!"

Everyone looked and saw that the wound that was bleeding just now was no longer bleeding.

Everyone's heart was excited. If the bleeding stopped, this hero could still be saved. They looked at Yan Xiaoxiao with admiration.

Yan Xiaoxiao performed an abdominal examination very quickly, cleaned the wound, disinfected it, and then sewed it layer by layer. Her hands almost left afterimages, and everyone present watched with wide eyes.

After sewing the last stitch, Yan Xiaoxiao carefully checked it with her spiritual sense, and only after finding that there was nothing missing did she inject some spiritual energy into him.

After doing all this, she carefully removed the gold needles inserted in her abdomen, twisting each one for a while. The faster the needles were inserted, the slower they were removed.

Everyone present held their breath, for fear of disturbing Yan Xiaoxiao.

After all the gold needles were removed, Yan Xiaoxiao was sweating profusely and her face was extremely pale.

When she stepped down from the operating table, her body swayed. If the nurse in the operating room hadn't quickly caught her, she would have fallen to the ground.

The young nurse helped her sit on a stool nearby. Yan Xiaoxiao took a deep breath and tried hard to suppress the discomfort in her body.

She lowered her head, and if someone could see her eyes at this moment, they would find that those clear eyes had turned blue, a deathly silent blue.