【Ding, congratulations to the host for binding with the Tycoon System!】

【Ding, to crack the system, the host needs to perform a good deed to prove that the host is a good person!】

While hurrying to school, Yang Fengyun suddenly heard a few sentences popping into his mind.

He paused for a moment, then was overjoyed.

As a seasoned web novel enthusiast, he naturally knew about the "system" game.

From the looks of it, as long as he did a good deed, he could successfully unlock the system.

With the system in hand, he would have the whole world!

Beauties, cars, money, all come to my bowl!

"Help, someone had a stroke!"

"Zilin, don't scare me, Zilin?"

Just as Yang Fengyun was considering where to do good deeds, he heard cries for help coming from a nearby park.

Yang Fengyun's eyes lit up.

The opportunity has arrived!

He turned and ran towards the park.

In the center of the park, a crowd was gathered. He squeezed in and saw a young woman in her twenties fainted on the ground. She indeed seemed like she had a stroke.

There's another girl next to her, with bulging red eyes, looking lost and confused.

"Eh, why does she look so familiar?"

Yang Fengyun glanced at the girl who had fallen to the ground. She was stunning, almost angelic. He felt like he'd seen her somewhere before, but he just couldn't remember.

No time to ponder, he needed to assist her immediately!

"Excuse me, miss, I know first aid. Could you move aside and let me check on her?"

Finally, the unconscious girl's companion moved aside and Yang Fengyun hurriedly squatted down to check on her.

After careful observation, Yang Fengyun confirmed it to be an acute stroke and told the girl standing nearby: "Quickly call 120

emergency number

, I'm going to do preliminary treatment."

"Okay!"

The girl recovered her senses and quickly dialed 120 on her mobile phone.

Yang Fengyun took out a handkerchief, folded it into a square, and inserted it into the stroke girl's mouth, force-opening it.

The purpose of doing so was to prevent her from biting her tongue due to her unclear consciousness caused by the stroke.

After preparing everything, what Yang Fengyun did next was to help the stroke girl relax her limbs, unclog her vessels and prevent paralysis due to blocked blood vessels caused by the stroke.

Just as he had done all this, and was confident that the stroke girl should be able to hold on until the ambulance arrived, the girl suddenly flailed her arms and legs around, her face showing pain.

"This…"

After further examination, Yang Fengyun found out that the stroke girl's nostrils were blocked due to a blood clot, which might cause her to suffocate.

To clear the blockage, he could only press on her chest, using the powerful pressure from the breath to disperse the blood clot.

But...

Looking at the chest of the girl who had just had a stroke, Yang Fengyun was visibly uneasy.

There is supposed to be distance between men and women, and wouldn't this be seen as taking advantage of the situation?

The girl suffering from the stroke was twitching violently, her face reflecting intense pain.

He had to get over this!

Yang Fengyun pressed his hands onto the chest of the stroke-stricken girl. Following CPR knowledge, he rhythmically applied pressure. Her breath gradually started returning in response.

"You scumbag, are you taking advantage of my unconscious friend?"

Just then, a girl who had been phoning 120 for help returned.

Seeing Yang Fengyun with his hands on her friend's chest, she immediately erupted in fury, "I'm warning you, remove your dirty hands at once, or I'll call for help."

"Your friend has a blood clot blocking her airway. If the clot isn't dispersed by applying pressure, she will suffocate."

Yang Fengyun glanced at the girl nearby as he spoke out.

"If you don't believe me, you can call someone; however, I'm not responsible for any accidents caused by treatment delay."

Hearing this, the girl furrowed her eyebrows, "Alright, at least for now, I'll trust you."

"Quit standing there, go to the nearby clinic and bring help!"

Yang Fengyun called out at this moment.

The girl nodded and had just taken a couple of steps when she stopped and turned back to look at Yang Fengyun. She said seriously, "I'm warning you; don't you dare try anything funny. If you do, regardless of the favour you've done for us, we're not afraid of settling the score with you!"

"Be quick!"

Yang Fengyun commanded with a hint of anger.

Although the girl was discontented, she hurriedly ran off towards the medical service room at Beijing North University.

At the same time, Yang Fengyun continued his rescue efforts.

The girl's heartbeat was barely detectable. She might need mouth-to-mouth resuscitation!

"Miss, I don't mean to offend, hopefully, you can understand; I'm trying to save your life."

After Yang Fengyun removed the cloth from the fallen girl's mouth, he continued applying steady chest compressions and leaned down to perform mouth-to-mouth resuscitation.

His hands and mouth worked together, counting inwardly.

One, two, three... Twenty-five, twenty-six, twenty-seven...

Gradually, quite a lot of people gathered around, watching as Yang Fengyun resuscitated her.

"Holy freak, this guy's taking advantage of this beauty in broad daylight!"

"Are you blind? He's trying to save her, isn't that different?!"

"Looks like this beauty is seriously ill. Fortunately, this guy appears right on time. Otherwise, she might have ended up meeting the King of Hell by now."

"......"

The surrounding crowd was buzzing with discussions, and the girl who had left earlier to call for help came rushing back, panting heavily, "Make way, please! The school doctor is here!”

The crowd instantly cleared a path, and the school doctor, Meng Qin, briskly approached the girl who had suffered a stroke.

Meng Qin was a master in her field, and at a glance, she could diagnose the stroke. If it hadn't been for Yang Fengyun’s timely intervention, the consequences for the girl could have been dire.

Seeing Meng Qin's arrival, Yang Fengyun felt a sigh of relief.

As a student of North Jing University for three years, he had become a regular visitor at the infirmary, and therefore was well acquainted with Meng Qin.

Even though Meng Qin was only a school doctor, her medical skills were no less than those of hospital physicians.

"Little Yun, be my assistant."

As Meng Qin crouched down and fetched equipment from the emergency box, she gave her instructions to Yang Fengyun.

Yang Fengyun nodded. After completing the final round of chest compressions, he got up and moved aside, saying, “Sister Meng, please feel free to tell me if there's anything you need.”

"Help me by rolling up her right sleeve. I need to examine her," Meng Qin said.

Nodding in agreement, Yang Fengyun rolled up the sleeve of the girl who had had the stroke.

She was supposed to be examined using a machine, which would involve removing her upper clothing. But given the current public setting and the presence of many fellow students around, they resorted to rolling up her sleeve.

After setting up the diagnosis machine, Meng Qin turned it on and placed the two probes on the girl's right arm.

The people around were very curious, crowding forward to see what was happening.

"Xiaoyun, tell the people to disperse a bit."

Yang Fengyun nodded and stood up, starting to maintain order in the crowd.

A few people heeded the advice and left, but the majority only took a few steps back, unwilling to miss such an exciting event.

At this point, the medical equipment quickly started operating, and according to the heartbeat graph shown on the machine, the stroke-stricken girl's heartbeat gradually started to become regular. Even though she had not yet woken up, she was at least out of danger.

"Phew, Xiaofeng, we owe you big time this round. If it weren't for your timely rescue, Zhu Zilin would have been gone."

Upon hearing this, a smile tugged at the corners of Yang Fengyun's mouth.

Good, the deed was successfully done!