Infinite: Super Multiverse Takeout System

Zhao Shi rode the electromobile to the entrance of a fried chicken restaurant. A delivery man happened to have just taken out his food when he greeted him.    

"Yes." Zhao Shi smiled. The delivery man in front of him looked familiar, but he could not call out his name.    

The delivery man hurriedly stepped on the electromobile and said, "I'm in a hurry to deliver the orders. I'll be leaving first."    

After saying that, he left in a hurry.    

"Pay attention to your safety!" Zhao Shi reminded.    

There was a saying that time was money, and it was even more so for the take-out industry.    

Their income was calculated according to the number of orders. The more they completed, the higher the profit.    

Moreover, if they were sent too late, they would be criticized by the client and would have to deduct money.    

Therefore, many delivery employees received as many orders as possible and sent the food to the customers as quickly as possible, all for the sake of making a living.    

Like Zhao Shi, receiving orders only depended on interest, and also depended on whether the delivery time was sufficient. It was very different from ordinary delivery employees.    

"Who is this young man? Why does the other delivery person seem to respect him?"    

At this moment, a customer noticed this scene and whispered to the owner of the fried chicken restaurant.    

The owner of the fried chicken restaurant looked at Zhao Shi and said matter-of-factly, "They all call him Mr Shi. He's very famous in the take-out circle in this area. I heard that he single-handedly defeated a dark evil force. "    

"What kind of legend is this? How can a delivery man be related to a Black Evil organization? " The customer found it funny and thought that the boss was trying to sway him.    

"I'm not joking with you, do you know about the Master Gary..." The owner of the fried chicken restaurant told the customer what he knew, "So this Mr Shi has a very high prestige in the small circle of our take-out staff."    

The customer opened his eyes wide and looked at Zhao Shi in surprise. He then shook his head. "I still don't believe it. It must be a rumor. How can a young man like him compete with a social person?"    

Seeing this, the owner of the fried chicken restaurant only smiled and did not continue speaking. Instead, he busied himself with the matters at hand.    

"Not good. There's a car accident on the street ahead. It's a delivery man! It seems to be very tragic!"    

Zhao Shi had just taken his food when he heard someone rushing into the restaurant and shouting. When he heard that, he raised his eyebrows.    

The delivery man, a car accident... Could it be the delivery man who greeted him just now?    

He had already reminded the other party to take care of their safety. It couldn't be such a coincidence, right?    

"Hey, hey, there's a video on my phone!"    

"He was sent flying so far away, and it's all blood. He's probably dead!"    

"What should we do with his family..."    

Someone in the shop sighed.    

No matter what, it was still a life, and it was gone just like that. Furthermore, it was not far away, so they would more or less have some feelings for each other.    

Zhao Shi was the same. As a take-out staff, this kind of relationship was even more intense than others.    

He opened the delivery riders' group and as expected, the group was discussing this matter. In this information era, if there were any signs of movement, everyone would know very soon.    

"I happened to be here! The one who had an accident was Faang Zhenming! I think that bastard driver broke the law and hit me! I think he won't be able to wait for the ambulance! What should his family do! His daughter is only three years old!"    

A delivery man in the group sent a voice message, his voice a little choked.    

He happened to know this Faang Zhenming. The two of them had interacted before and knew that the other party's family was not wealthy. If he died, it would only make things worse!    

At this moment, Zhao Shi was certain that the delivery man who had just greeted him was the one who had gotten into the car accident. His name was Faang Zhenming.    

"Save him!"    

Zhao Shi acted at the first possible moment.    

There was nothing to hesitate about. Whether as a colleague or a doctor, if Zhao Shi wanted to save him, the most important thing was that he had the ability!    

"I hope I can make it in time."    

Zhao Shi confirmed the location of the car accident and rode on the electromobile to hurry over.    

He was confident that he could save Faang Zhenming, who was on the verge of death, on the condition that Faang Zhenming had not stopped breathing. After all, no matter how good his medical skills were, it was impossible for him to turn around and die.    

Even in those high-martial Multiverse, turning back from death was a taboo that could not be touched!    

Not long after, Zhao Shi arrived at the scene.    

At this moment, there were already many people gathered around. Some of them were holding their mobile phones to take pictures or take videos. Some of them had fearful expressions on their faces, as if they were afraid that they would be the one lying in a pool of blood. Some of them were purely watching the show to satisfy their curiosity.    

No one went up to help. Of course, it was not their fault. After all, they could not help much.    

At this moment, Faang Zhenming, who was lying in a pool of blood, had his legs spread out at an unusual angle. It was obvious that his bones were broken. His thighs were badly mutilated and bleeding. Half of his face was immersed in the pool of blood, and his body was constantly twitching.    

Another delivery man stood beside him. He made a phone call, and his voice was choked with sobs, as if he was asking for help.    

"He's not dead yet!"    

Just as Zhao Shi rushed forward, a figure rushed out of the crowd.    

"Quick, help me hold this place down! His thigh artery is bleeding. If he can stop the bleeding, he might be saved!"    

The man had a beard that looked like an otaku, but at this moment, he pointed out the key to saving Faang Zhenming's life.    

The delivery man who was standing hurriedly listened to his command. He forcefully overcome the psychological pressure and helped to pin down a part of Faang Zhenming's body.    

Zhao Shi also rushed to Faang Zhenming's side at this time. It looked like he was responding to the bearded uncle's request for help.    

"Thank you!"    

Uncle Hu looked at Zhao Shi and thanked him with a complicated expression.    

The one who fell was a delivery man, and the one who lent a helping hand was also a delivery man. Sometimes, people were a part of a "group," and they were closely linked.    

Zhao Shi did not say anything. What he did was just a matter of duty. On the contrary, this bearded uncle seemed to be a professional. The person who could provide a helping hand at this time was the one who deserved to be thanked.    

"Shi, Mr Shi! It's great that you are here!"    

When the other delivery man saw that it was Zhao Shi, he was a little surprised.    

"Not good, his internal bleeding is very serious! If this continues, it will be disastrous!"    

The bearded uncle noticed that Faang Zhenming was still vomiting blood and said anxiously.    

Although he was a professional, without the matching equipment, he was still unable to deal with such acute internal bleeding.    

"It's fine, let me do it."    

Zhao Shi let go of the blood on Faang Zhenming's leg artery.    

"Don't let go!" The bearded uncle said anxiously.    

What he wanted to say was that doing this would only make the injured die faster.    

After all, there was only so much blood. One bleeding would always have a higher chance of survival than two bleeding.    

However, he suddenly noticed that the wound on Faang Zhenming's leg was no longer bleeding!    

That was right. When Zhao Shi was pressing Faang Zhenming's leg artery, he injected the Qi of Arctic Occean into it to stop Faang Zhenming's leg artery from bleeding.    

Uncle Hu looked at Zhao Shi in disbelief. Although he did not understand what had happened, his intuition told him that this young man must have done something.    

"Actually, I inherited a set of the Martial Fingering Technique of TCM from my ancestors. Maybe I can save him. I will try my best to save him!"    

Zhao Shi gritted his teeth. It looked like he was giving it his all.    

But in fact... he was just pretending.    

Sunflower Acupuncture Hand!    

Zhao Shi's two fingers quickly pressed on a few key acupoints on Faang Zhenming's body, slowing down the speed of his bleeding.    

At the same time, he used this opportunity to send the Qi of Arctic Occean into Faang Zhenming's body, controlling the Qi to move around, preventing Faang Zhenming from bleeding internally.    

When the bearded uncle saw Zhao Shi suddenly using the Vital Point Attacking in a serious manner, his face darkened. He wanted to stop Zhao Shi from messing around, but it was too late.    

Zhao Shi's movement was too fast.    

The Martial Fingering Technique passed down from his ancestors? 'And these actions that look like they're from a television series, are you sure you're not here to make a joke?'    

Uncle Hu's rationality began to gain the upper hand. As a professional doctor, he thought that Zhao Shi was just causing trouble here.