Special Forces Soldier: Me, the Number One Troublemaker of Wolf Fang

72: Chapter 72 How did you know?”Huh?”

”What happened to him!”

”Instructor, Instructor, look, someone fell down over there.”

The sudden collapse of the recruit at the end drew many eyes. Old Gao strode over to check the situation, only to find the recruit’s eyes had rolled back, and he had slumped over, his body limp.

”Xu Tianlong!”

”Come over and take a look!”

Old Gao shouted immediately. Because Xu Tianlong came from a family of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners and possessed considerable medical skills, Old Gao assumed he would be proficient in this kind of first aid.

Hearing the call, Xu Tianlong immediately rushed over, knelt down, and checked the recruit’s condition.

After taking his pulse for a moment, his expression shifted slightly. ”This situation is a bit serious. His vital signs are gone. I don’t know if he’s gone into shock.”

”Hurry, hurry and send him to the hospital.”

Xu Tianlong said urgently.

Old Gao was startled and shouted, ”Hurry up! Get the stretcher over here and carry him to the vehicle.”

”Yes, yes.”

”I’ll go.”

Two people immediately rushed off.

Old Gao’s gaze was dark and uncertain. It had to be said that during the selection for Special Forces, this happened every year; the training intensity was too high, and it was quite normal for someone to suddenly go into shock.

”Move aside.”

”Make way.”

A calm voice came from nearby. The crowd looked over and discovered it was Yang Han.

Yang Han calmly knelt down and began checking the unconscious recruit’s condition with a professional air.

Xu Tianlong immediately frowned and asked curiously, ”This person... do you also understand medicine?”

”I do, of course I do, and I know quite a bit.” Yang Han did not try to be modest.

Xu Tianlong was stunned for a moment, looking somewhat puzzled. He was a legitimate descendant of a line of traditional Chinese medicine practitioners, and his skills were said to have surpassed his teachers, being even better than his father’s and grandfather’s.

Xu Tianlong was very proud to say that in all of Daxia, his medical skills were among the best. Even he was at a loss and could only have the person rushed to the hospital.

Why was Yang Han doing this?

Even if he knew medicine, could he possibly be better than him?

Behind them, Old Gao’s pupils constricted. He suddenly remembered that Yang Han’s medical skills were miraculous; he had even been able to cure Chen Pai, whose leg had been crippled for years.

Maybe he had a way to deal with this recruit’s shock and fainting?

”Hmm, it’s not a big problem.”

Yang Han breathed a sigh of relief; he had thought it was something serious.

”Ah? Not a big problem?” Xu Tianlong was stunned. ”How can you call this not a big problem?”

He was just about to question him when he saw Yang Han not answer, instead tapping around on the unconscious recruit’s chest with both hands. Xu Tianlong was even more confused—what was this flashy display?

Finally, Yang Han pressed a finger onto the recruit’s philtrum.

”Unh! Ouch!”

The next moment, a miracle occurred. The recruit let out a pained cry, his eyes snapped open, and he looked around in confusion. With so many gazes fixed upon him, he trembled, not knowing what had happened.

”Whoa, what, what are you guys doing?” the recruit asked in a low voice.

Xu Tianlong, standing to the side, let his jaw drop. Could this be right? He had just tapped him a couple of times and successfully saved the recruit from shock? What technique was that just now?

It was too powerful; even he, a descendant of a traditional Chinese medicine family, had never seen it before.

”What technique is that?!”

”Huitian Point-Pressing Hand.” Yang Han said casually.

”Huitian Point-Pressing Hand?” Xu Tianlong was a bit dazed, searching his memory rapidly, but he couldn’t find any record of it. He decided to call his old man when he had time that night.

”That’s amazing!” Xu Tianlong said sincerely. He had never seen someone saved by just one technique; it was comparable to medical equipment, comparable to the electric shock of CPR.

”This kid...” A gleam flashed in Old Gao’s eyes. ”In the future, if there are any problems with the recruits, I can just hand them over to him. It seems there’s no problem at all with letting him lead the recruit training.”

”If there’s no problem, hurry up and stand up!”

”Stop lying there, damn it!”

Yang Han shouted wildly after treating the recruit.

Many people were trembling and immediately returned to their original spots. Many looked at Yang Han with something new in their eyes. That was respect.

The medical skills this person possessed could save lives.

Just then, the two recruits who had gone to fetch the stretcher returned, but they looked very confused. The recruit who had just fainted was standing up again, looking full of energy, not looking at all like someone who had been in shock.

”What’s going on?”

”We were gone for a few dozen seconds, and he’s already standing up?”

”Was this kid faking it!?”

The two recruits were very confused. Old Gao waved his hand and said, ”Take the stretcher back, then hurry back and continue training.”

”Oh, oh, okay.” Helplessly, the two recruits had to go back again.

After the recruits were prepared, Yang Han said slowly and deliberately, ”You bunch of rookies, why is everyone’s Physical Fitness so poor?”

”With Physical Fitness this poor, you still want to be in the Special Forces?”

”People should have some shame; you bunch of trash don’t deserve to be in the Special Forces at all!”

Yang Han’s tone rose sharply, causing Old Gao behind him to reveal a playful smile. This kid really knew how to act; did he really think of himself as an instructor?

”Now, everyone, continue training!”

Yang Han issued the order for the many recruits to continue training, and many were miserable.

But there were far fewer objections, because it was simple: Yang Han’s Physical Fitness was very strong, and coupled with his remarkable medical skills, his strength had already been recognized by the majority.

The training continued until nightfall.

When Yang Han announced dismissal for dinner, the recruits felt that today’s hellish training had finally ended.

Many people immediately ran towards the cafeteria.

Meanwhile, Xu Tianlong was not in a hurry to eat; instead, he walked to a phone booth and called home.

”Dad!” After the call connected, Xu Tianlong said quickly, ”Do you know about something called the ’Huitian Point-Pressing Hand’?”

”Hmm? What kind of thing is that? I haven’t heard of it.”

”Ah, then can you ask Grandfather?” Xu Tianlong said.

”Alright, I’ll go ask for you.”

After waiting a while, a different voice came over the phone. It was an old man’s voice, trembling with excitement: ”Tianlong, what did you say, Huitian Point-Pressing Hand?”

”Grandfather! Yes, does this thing exist?” Xu Tianlong was very curious.

”It exists, it exists!! This is a point-pressing medical technique that has been lost for over a hundred years; it is the essence of traditional Chinese medicine. It’s a pity that when the Japanese invaders came, they burned all these Daxia classics. Sigh, what a sin!”

”By the way, how do you know about this? I once saw a hundred-year-old traditional Chinese medicine practitioner perform it, but he wouldn’t teach it to others. So, I don’t know it either. The Huitian Point-Pressing Hand is extremely, extremely powerful; it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say it can bring the dead back to life!”