In Lin Luo Ran's eyes, the five internal organs of a person were just five different colored light circles that could be placed on an ordinary person. Any injury to any one of them might be fatal.

  Baojia's internal organs were severely damaged. If only the spleen was injured, the doctor would have removed it long ago. But Baojia's damaged organs weren't just the spleen, all five of his internal organs were damaged.

  How could a normal car accident lead to this situation... What exactly happened before Baojia called out for "help"? Lin Luoran suppressed the hatred rising in his heart, directing his spiritual energy to nourish Baojia's damaged internal organs while probing her head at the same time.

  The intracranial hematoma should have been surgically removed by the doctor a long time ago, but now there is still a lot of hematoma left. Is it just craniotomy without surgery?

  It shouldn't be like this, so many doctors have been busy for so long, it's impossible that they haven't even taken the step of clearing the blood stasis.

  Lin Luo Ran examined in detail with a puzzled expression, discovering that some small blood vessels inside the brain were seeping out thin strands of blood - this was far from normal. This kind of micro-bleeding, the human body's self-healing ability should be able to handle it completely, so why did Bao Jia keep bleeding nonstop? Was all of this really Zhou Yao Wei's doing, and how exactly had he managed to do it?

  I hope the spiritual energy is useful... no, it's not a hope, it must be useful!

  Lin Luoran separated a strand of spiritual energy, which flowed into Baojia's skull to repair the bleeding blood vessels... Even if they were damaged blood vessels, I would use my spiritual energy to block them all up!

  The prototype of spiritual energy was originally a small molecule existing between heaven and earth, smaller than cells. Practitioners sit in meditation to absorb spiritual energy to eliminate impurities from the body, and through continuous tempering, transform spiritual energy into spiritual power, or even higher-level spiritual elements.

  Under Lin Luo Ran's spiritual influence, Bao Jia's damaged organs were slowly nourished, bad cells were constantly eliminated, and new cells rapidly divided and generated... In Lin Luo Ran's eyes, it was slow, but in fact, if she had called the doctors outside to observe with a microscope, they would have long been shouting "miracle"!

  Lin Luoran worked with both hands, one repairing the skull and the other repairing the internal organs. However, at this moment, she was only in the stage of practicing Qi entering her body, her Dantian had not opened, her Qihai had not formed, and she could not rely on her foundation to recover her spiritual energy by herself. Everything had to rely on the pearl's transmission... Compared to Lin Luoran's consumption at this moment, the spiritual energy transmitted by the pearl was too slow and too little!

  It had been over ten minutes since Lin Luo started treating Baojia, and beads of sweat the size of soybeans were already forming on her forehead. This was a temperature-controlled operating room that wouldn't be too hot or cold, but the sweat on Lin Luo's forehead was because she had exhausted her internal energy, her body's instincts reacting as her spiritual power began to fail.

  The transportation of pearls... is too slow.

  What to do, what should I do...... Lin Luo Ran's meridians were drained of spiritual energy, and he couldn't support such a large-scale treatment. The spiritual energy transported by the pearl was pure, but for Bao Jia's injuries, it was just a drop in the bucket.

  The damaged internal organs quickly adhered under the nourishment of the spiritual energy, and at this time, Baojia's body had an extremely fast metabolism, filled with new cells full of vitality and life force constantly splitting, squeezing out and eliminating dead and damaged cells... In just twenty minutes, Baojia's skin surface began to secrete foul-smelling sweat droplets.

  If there were cultivators present, they would be filled with envy and admiration, stomping their feet and clenching their fists. Lin Luo was not healing his injuries, but rather sacrificing his own painstakingly refined spiritual energy to change Qin Baojia's physique - this wasn't even a simple marrow washing or tendon changing, it could absolutely be considered a transmission of martial arts.

  Similar to when a person is about to die, they will use their special skills to pass on all their abilities to their closest blood relatives.

  The Way of Heaven is without emotions, and those who cultivate the truth are often people who abandon worldly attachments to pursue the Way of Heaven. For a single sprout of spiritual medicine, they can kill their fellow disciples; would they then spare even a bit of their painstakingly refined spiritual energy for an insignificant mortal from the secular world?

  Lin Luo Ran's entire body was trembling, the hands that were stuck to Bao Jia's body had already started to cramp, and his consciousness was somewhat blurry...

  Time and space conversion, it is a small city of smoke and rain.

  A seventeen-year-old high school girl got off the evening self-study, holding a stack of books, and rode her bike home for over ten miles. It's not that she didn't want to board at school, but her family conditions really couldn't afford it, so she chose to commute to avoid taking more of her parents' hard-earned money.

  A seventeen-year-old girl, with a clear and beautiful face and a slender figure, has begun to develop curves that are tender yet alluring, hidden under her loose school uniform, making people's imagination run wild.

  She had walked down this alley many times, although it was dark and deserted, it was the fastest shortcut to get out. The girl pursed her lips, trying to give herself a boost from within.

  The neon lights of the small town were not particularly dazzling, but the girl was still very happy to see the streetlights that had just come into view at the end of the alley. With a burst of energy from her feet, her bicycle was about to shoot out of the dark alley.

  But she felt the bicycle slow down, and the girl looked back in the light of the alleyway to see a hand reaching out from somewhere to grab the rear seat of the bicycle - she let out a scream, but another pair of hands covered her mouth.

  Three ruffians dragged a girl covering her mouth into an alley.

  At seventeen, she was not as calm and collected as she is today, and when something like this happened, she would panic and not know what to do.

  Those dirty hands were touching her through her clothes...

  The girl barely held back her tears and felt so lost and helpless inside.

  What to do...

  The motorcycle's horn slowly approached from afar, is someone coming to such a desolate place? The girl's panicked heart slowly calmed down, this was her only hope - she suddenly bit the sweaty hand covering her mouth with force, and the man let go in pain.

  "Save me... save me!" She thought her cry for help would be loud, but it was barely a whimper, like the mewling of a stray cat.

  Three men burst into lewd laughter after the motorcycle passed by the alley entrance as if it knew nothing.

  "You think someone will come and save you? Haha... Don't dream on!"

  Dreaming, was it really just a dream? A surge of despair welled up in the girl's heart, but she refused to give in, kicking and screaming as she struggled against the men who had the advantage from birth.

  "Ah——" The blouse under her school uniform was torn, and her pale skin was exposed to the damp air of the small town. When a large hand touched her collarbone, the girl finally couldn't bear it and closed her eyes, leaving behind sparkling and desperate tears.

  A foul smell approached, and the ugly-looking man revealed a mouthful of yellow teeth, rubbing them against the tear-stained face of the girl.

  "Vroom---vroom---screech" The sudden acceleration and braking sounds, the white incandescent light shone like a torch, instantly illuminating this dirty little alley!

  The girl's eyes suddenly opened wide in disbelief, staring at this heavy motorcycle, was that the car just now?

  "I hate people like you, cheap woman..." The rider made a tutting sound, surprisingly in a female voice. The three men exchanged a glance and burst out laughing.

  "Just worrying that one is not enough to share, and then another one comes, brothers, tonight is indeed a good day, hahaha."

  Three people rushed up, and the girl's heart darkened. The hope that had originally surged up turned into a bad premonition. It was she who had harmed others. If she hadn't sought help...

  But the next moment, the imagined situation did not occur. The female rider wearing a leather jacket and pants threw out a backpack with one hand, hitting a thug, and with a nimble flip of her body off the bike, she raised her right foot and kicked it straight into another thug's face!

  One hit wins, both scoundrels are temporarily knocked to the ground. Taking advantage of the last scoundrel's daze, the female rider removes her safety helmet and smashes it over!

  The girl was so absorbed that she forgot to blink, and the female rider behind her, whose face couldn't be seen clearly in the light, stamped her foot. "Get on the car!" She pulled her up from the ground with force and dragged her onto the vehicle.

  Three men were about to gang up on her, but the female rider had already revved up the engine, turned the handlebars and sped out of the alleyway with a whoosh. She cursed as she saw the motorcycle drive onto the main road, but didn't dare make another move, instead retreating back into the shadows.

  The motorcycle finally stopped at a brightly lit square, surrounded by crowds of people. The girl, who had just escaped from her predicament, couldn't help but burst into tears.

  The female rider who had the courage to fight against three thugs, seeing the girl's tears, became anxious and rushed into a fast food restaurant by the road.

  "Here you go!" Still facing away from the light, the girl looked up and saw that the female rider was holding a cup of steaming hot soy milk.

  "Are you... Qin Baojia, the new student in Class 3?!" The girl suddenly recognized her lifesaver and momentarily forgot to cry, pointing at the female rider with sobs.

  Qin Baojia only then noticed the school uniform on the girl's body, and indeed they were from the same high school. While thinking about it, she forcibly stuffed a bean milk into the hand of the tearful girl: "It's best to know each other, stop crying quickly, as soon as I hear someone cry, my scalp feels numb, drink bean milk...".

  Frightened and shaken, it was the cold spring season, a cup of hot and steaming soy milk had an irresistible attraction to the girl. Standing in front of her was Qin Baojia, who had saved her and attended the same school as her. The girl's mood relaxed, and she unknowingly bit onto the straw of the soy milk.

  "How...how did you have the courage to come back and save me?" The girl sipped her soy milk, her voice low like a mosquito buzzing.

  "Ah, you're talking about this... Who'd be willing to save you? I just can't stand those despicable men who do such things!"

  Qin Baojia made a wiping neck action, and suddenly said viciously: "By the way, next time you encounter this kind of thing, can't you shout louder? Like a cat's cry, if I wasn't passing by, who would come to save you?"

  Although Qin Baojia didn't admit that he deliberately turned back to save her, and his attitude was fierce, the girl felt that this person from the Imperial Capital, who was said to be very difficult to get along with and notorious throughout the school year, was actually as warm as the cup of soy milk in her hand.

  "Lin Luoran, I'm Lin Luoran... From now on, you're my good friend. If you encounter danger, I'll come to rescue you too."

  Lin Luoran lifted her head and solemnly guaranteed, but Qin Baojia burst out laughing: "Drink your soy milk! With that pitiful look of yours, who do you think you can save?"

  Lin Luoran was laughed at by her and lowered her head, but the lips that bit the straw couldn't help but use force - if it wasn't for Baojia saving her, according to her temper, she would have been humiliated and estimated to die in that alley.

  I'm telling you the truth, I owe you a life, Lin Luoran swears that she will definitely come to save you when you are in danger!

  A wave of exhaustion washed over her, and Lin Luorans consciousness cleared a bit. The promise she had made that night ten years ago was what supported her strong personality, supporting the conviction that she would not give up until the very end!

  Her body has long been carrying more than one life, she still owes Baojia a life and cannot fall!

  Lin Luoran gritted her teeth and extracted the last wisp of spiritual energy that had been nourishing her meridians...and then she could no longer hold on, collapsing softly onto the floor beside the operating table.

  In the last second of losing consciousness, a surge of despair rose in Lin Luoran's heart... Can't save Baojia?

  A huge sorrow spread out, and Lin Luo Ran, who had fainted, did not see that the bead which was constantly supplying her with spiritual energy seemed to have moved slightly.