Of course, she wasn't sure if she had that ability.
But she knew that she had the ability to control the temperature of many objects and many things.
Moreover, it can also control the temperature locally.
In other words, if she cools down the pale-faced scholar's wound, she can constrict blood vessels and achieve a certain degree of hemostasis.
Once the bleeding stops, she'll have time to get the person to the hospital for emergency treatment.
Thinking this, she immediately stretched out her hands, pressing one hand on a spot, and activated her ability at the same time, chanting in her mind, "Cool down, cool down."
In a second or two, a miracle occurred: the blood stopped gushing out in large quantities.
"This..." The pale-faced scholar also noticed that his blood was no longer flowing out in a gushing stream, but was slowing down.
What's going on?
Isn't her ability explosive?
Is it the kind of thing that makes anyone who looks at it explode?
The pale-faced scholar was puzzled, but Song Qingqing was overjoyed.
Seeing that her abilities were useful, she immediately picked the person up and rushed towards the hospital.
The doctor exclaimed in surprise when he saw the pale-faced scholar's wounds, "He's so lucky! He's so badly injured, yet he managed to make it to the hospital."
Song Qingqing said nothing about this, nor could she say anything.
Seeing that the pale-faced scholar was out of danger, Song Qingqing found a place to sit down.
"Qingqing, your hand is injured too. Quickly roll up your sleeve so I can apply medicine and bandage it for you."
Jiang Yiman, who had come to the hospital with her, saw Song Qingqing sitting on a stool and immediately took out the medicine.
Song Qingqing was taken aback when she heard this. She looked down at her arm and then remembered that her arm was also injured.
The next instant, she heard Jiang Yiman exclaim in surprise, "Gently!"
And then that was it, because Song Qingqing fainted.
The next morning, Song Qingqing woke up and learned that she had fainted due to excessive blood loss.
However, the doctor gave her a blood transfusion last night, so she's fine now.
"Qingqing, why don't you take a break today? Just ask the school for a day off." Jiang Yiman began to persuade Song Qingqing when she saw that she was planning to go to school.
"No need, I'm fine."
Having just eaten a lot, Song Qingqing felt completely revitalized.
"Alright then! I'll have the driver take you!"
"No."
After seeing Jiang Yiman off, Song Qingqing headed towards the school.
Having arrived at school smoothly, Song Qingqing noticed that two large blood donation vehicles had suddenly appeared on the campus of Huangcheng No. 1 Middle School today.
When I entered the classroom, they were also talking about this.
"I'm going to donate 100 milliliters in a bit, are you coming?"
"Go? I heard it's organized by the city hospital, it's very professional, of course we should go."
"If it's legitimate, then I'm relieved."
"Who says it isn't?"
Meanwhile, in a secluded spot, Song Jiajia was having a private conversation with a nurse.
"I will take her to donate blood. When she does, please mark it carefully, take out her blood separately, and keep it safe for me." These were Song Jiajia's words.
After saying that, she took out a large bag of things and stuffed it into the other person's hands. The nurse took it and nodded.
After the nurse left, Song Jiajia revealed a smug smile, thinking to herself, "Song Qingqing, I'm determined to have your blood."
Having made up her mind, Song Jiajia went straight to Song Qingqing as soon as she entered the classroom and said, "Qingqing, let's go donate blood together later!"
Song Qingqing ignored her upon hearing this.
Song Jiajia didn't need her attention and continued talking and drawing to herself.
"Qingqing, if you don't say anything, I'll take that as a yes. I'll wait for you after class so we can go together!"
A shameless person is invincible.
Song Jiajia interpreted these words perfectly.
Song Qingqing was labeled as willing to donate blood simply because she didn't speak up.
Song Qingqing remained silent after hearing this, because she felt that no one could force her to do something she didn't want to do.
But to her surprise, Song Jiajia waited outside the classroom as soon as get out of class ended, hoping to pull her away so that she would donate blood.
"Qingqing, let's go! Let's go donate blood together."
"Can't you understand human language?"
Song gently shook off Song Jiajia's hand, but the other woman took the opportunity to rush into a group of female classmates, dragging these innocent passersby into the mess as well.
"I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry, Qingqing didn't mean it. On her behalf, I apologize to you all. Please don't be angry."
Even as Song Jiajia fell, she quickly tried to explain to Song Qingqing.
But her explanation only fueled the anger of these innocent female students.
Sure enough, the female classmates who had been pinned down by her immediately turned their unfriendly gazes towards Song Qingqing.
Song Qingqing was too lazy to argue with them and was about to leave when someone grabbed her trouser leg before she could move forward.
Looking down, I was surprised to see Song Jiajia.
"Qingqing, where are you going? Go to the left to donate blood, right?" She said, and then she got up. But as she got up, she tugged at Song Qingqing's pants, as if she wanted to pull them down.
Song Qingqing naturally wouldn't let her succeed, and with a forceful throw, she sent Song Jiajia flying.
Same recipe, same result.
This time, Song Jiajia hit two female classmates again.
Upon seeing this, the female students who had been affected by the disaster and watched the play immediately began to criticize Song Qingqing.
"Don't you have any manners? How can you treat your classmates like this?"
"Did you eat some kind of super-powerful vegetable? You're always throwing people around, can't you speak properly?"
"If you don't want to donate blood, then don't say you want to. Nobody's forcing you."
"Lack of manners and upbringing."
"....."
Hearing these words, Song Qingqing was about to retort when Song Jiajia suddenly appeared, "You've misunderstood. Qingqing said she would donate blood, and she definitely will. She wouldn't lie, right, Qingqing?"
"When did I say I was going to donate blood? Song Jiajia, don't be so self-righteous, okay?" Song Qingqing was really angry.
"But you didn't object in the classroom just now. You even nodded when I asked you."
Song Jiajia rubbed her injured wrist and said with a wronged expression.
"I think you're blind. You said I nodded? Nod my ass! Who saw it? You're the only one who saw it!" Song Qingqing started swearing.
"Yes, yes, I saw it. How can you deny it? Besides, donating blood isn't a bad thing; it's a great act of contributing to the people. Why are you going back on your word?"
Song Jiajia's acting skills are no less than Song Qingqing's.
With just a few words from her, Song Qingqing immediately became the subject of pointing fingers and whispers among the onlookers.
"If you don't want to donate blood, don't agree. Going back on your word like this shows a lack of credibility."
"That's right, donating blood is voluntary, no one can force her to do it."
"If you agree to donate blood, you should do so. You can't be half-hearted."
"This is a disgrace to our school! It's just a blood donation, is it really necessary to make such a fuss?"
"That's right, I'm going to donate blood in a bit."
"I'll go donate too."
"I'll go too."
"....."
Upon hearing this, Song Qingqing was so angry that she wanted to punch Song Jiajia away.
Looking up at Song Jiajia, whose face showed grievance but whose eyes held a hint of smugness, he saw her.
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