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The traffic officers and civil police had blocked off the scene, many people gathered around the cordon to watch and discuss amongst themselves.

A policeman pointed out to Jennie, "Her injuries are the most serious, she wasn't wearing a seatbelt and was thrown out of the perpetrator's sports car."

Jennie quickly ran to the side of the injured person who had been flung out.

It was a young girl.

On that cold autumn day, the young girl was wearing a thin skirt, her body twisted into a strange shape, covered in blood. A large pool of blood stained the pavement, a crimson flower bloomed with her at the center.

There was no way to survive that amount of bleeding.

Even still, Jennie checked the young girl's pulse and pupils, then inspected her bones -- cervical vertebrae, spine, thighs, all broken.

Jennie got up and said to the policeman beside her, "She's dead."

The other party gasped and sighed afterwards, "What? She's so young--"

Just as he was talking, a startled shout came from a distance, "Captain Manoban!"

The two looked towards the sound, the Ferrari that caused the accident had been smashed to pieces, its outer shell twisted into a grotesque shape and tipped over in the river.

The driver who caused the accident was stuck in the front side and sank upside-down into the water.

The firefighters hadn't had the time to set up the tools yet, but the smashed up sports car was sinking into the river little by little.

Lisa couldn't wait any longer, she leaped over the railing, ran down the river bank with a couple of strides, jumped into the river, and squeezed into the deformed driver's side.

The sinking scrap metal made a violent clanking sound and got caught on her shoulders -- she used her own body to push against the cabin.

The surrounding people were scared witless.

The policeman next to Jennie shuddered and clicked his tongue repeatedly, "I'll go and help!"

Jennie pursed her lips, firmly retracted her gaze, turned to leave, and walked towards another injured victim -- a migrant worker who had been sent flying off the motorcycle after being hit. He was wearing a construction safety helmet, lying on the ground with his eyes closed as if he had lost consciousness, but his limbs twitched from time to time as if having a nightmare.

Jennie went over to his side and looked around, except for scrapes on his joints, there were no other obvious injuries on his body.

The migrant worker suddenly groaned vaguely and seemed to awaken a bit, but his eyes could not be fully opened.

"Do you feel any discomfort?" Jennie asked the patient.

The migrant worker squinted and mumbled, "Doctor, I crashed to the ground and hit my head--" Before he could finish speaking, his eyes rolled into the back of his head and he fainted.

Jennie took off his helmet and found that it was cracked. There were no wounds on his head either, it wasn't immediately clear what his condition was.

Jihyo put away the blood pressure monitor, "The blood pressure is on the high side."

"You and Doctor Kwon take him to the hospital." Jennie instructed.

"Understood."

When the unconscious migrant worker was put on the stretcher, Jennie glanced towards the river.

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