With the Giant Toad dealt with, the group turned back to look at Yuan Ming, who was still unconscious.
"Come give me a hand," Wang Yun called out.
Working together, two of them gently turned Yuan Ming onto his side.
After a moment's thought, Qin Ziwen took off his jacket and draped it over Yuan Ming.
Qin Ziwen frowned. "I've heard you're not supposed to move someone who's unconscious."
"Yes, that's true. The best thing to do would be to call for an ambulance." Wang Yun nodded, then gave a wry smile. "But we can't wait for rescue. We'll have to figure something out ourselves."
Wang Yun looked down worriedly at the large, swelling lump on Yuan Ming's forehead. "I'm just worried the coma was caused by a neurological injury. If that's the case, this is very serious."
Qin Ziwen suggested, "Regardless, we have to try. Dr. Wang, what should we do now?"
Wang Yun said, "I'll do what I can."
