"Can you hear me? Can you hear me?" There were no obvious signs of injury so Ye Jian pressed the lady's philtrum. Her voice was serious as she kept calling for the lady again and again calmly.
Approximately one minute later, the middle-aged lady groaned. She had regained her consciousness.
"Is your chest hurting?" Ye Jian asked the middle-aged woman immediately after she opened her eyes. A series of professional terms spurted out of her mouth. The other people that participated in the rescue thought that she was a medical student.
