Come, the doctors who operated on Zhao Long just now have good medical skills, the bullets have been taken out, and the stitches have been completed.

But, unfortunately, the huge power of the bullet completely shattered half of Zhao Long's heart.

If Yang Fan wants to save this kid, he has to completely repair this half of the atrium first.

Honestly, it's difficult.

So big that Yang Fan has never encountered it.

However, Yang Fan is still confident.

Because, he has a ring that can repair a qiē.

The ring is frantically repairing Zhao Long's heart.

Countless broken cells are being repaired frantically with the speed of the naked eye.

The kite didn't know when she stood in front of Yang Fan.

Where such a strange action is asked, "Is this the way you give people?"

Yang Fan nodded.

"How does it feel like the way in a martial arts movie. ”

Yang Fan said: "Almost." ”

"What do you need me to do?"

Kite asked.

"Wherever there is a bed, you go and sleep. ”

"Huh, didn't you ask me to help?"

"With all due respect, you can't help at all. ”

Kite does not deny that Yang Fan is telling the truth.

I really can't help much.

"I can talk to you, and I'm not sleepy anyway. ”

"No, I don't want to be distracted. ”

"Alright then, I'll be silent, if there's anything you need my help with, just ask. ”

Yang Fan nodded.

Treatment continues.

Time passed minute by minute, and the aura of Yang Fan's dantian was entered into Zhao Long's body by Yang Fandu, and then it was frantically bred.

Fortunately, the breath in Yang Fan's body at this moment is completely inexhaustible, otherwise, if he really wants to cure Zhao Long, I am afraid it will be difficult.

In the blink of an eye, more than an hour had passed, but only a piece that was barely the size of a child's fingernail was barely repaired.

Progress was slow, but the treatment was clearly working.

Zhao Long's consciousness was already recovering, and the thought of surviving made his eyes slowly become focused.

He's in Fan.

Although he couldn't say a word, Zhao Long clearly knew that Yang Fan was saving himself.

Five hours later, it was already dawning.

The treatment was finally completely effective, barely repairing one-third of the damaged atrium.

However, Yang Fan is also almost to the limit.

Although the breath in his body was still as if he had not used it, the tiredness, unbearable exhaustion hit, and Yang Fan felt as if he had walked in the desert for tens of thousands of years without eating or drinking, and that feeling was very painful.

If you're not careful, you'll break down.

The kite doesn't know when she's already asleep.

I slept very peacefully, just like a baby.

Yang Fan gritted his teeth and said, "Take the wine, the strongest liquor." ”

Yang Fan knew that Hua Ye had been waiting at the door.

Sure enough, within three minutes of Yang Fan's words, Hua Ye personally came in with the liquor.

The lid had been opened, and Yang Fan picked it up and poured it into his mouth.

He had to use alcohol to refresh himself.

A bottle of wine quickly bottomed out, and Yang Fan handed the bottle to Hua Ye and said, "No, let's go." ”

Hua Ye is not a fool, he clearly knows that Yang Fan's treatment has worked, because he can come from his son's expression.

After more than five hours of treatment, Zhao Long's face was no longer so pale, and began to become a little bloody.

Treatment continues.

After another five or six hours, the area repaired had reached more than two-thirds.

However, Yang Fan has completely reached the verge of collapse.

His head was going to explode, a sharp pain he had never felt before, and he felt like he was about to collapse.

Six bottles of liquor had already been drained, but there was no way to relieve Yang Fan's pain with so much liquor.

However, the effect of the treatment is becoming more and more obvious.

Zhao Long had already begun to be able to speak, and although his voice was weak, it was much stronger than it was more than ten hours ago.

Yang Fan knew that although the treatment was at the most critical moment, it was still unknown whether Zhao Long could be completely rescued, and if it fell short at the last moment, then Zhao Long would still have to die.

Yang Fan tightened his teeth.

The kite doesn't know when it woke up.

Seeing that Yang Fan was already being treated, he asked, "You haven't rested?"

Yang Fan nodded.

The kite suddenly cried out in surprise.

"What's wrong?"

"Yang Fan, why are your eyes blood-red, it's so scary, no, you have to take a break. ”

How could Yang Fan know his state at the moment.

Shaking his head, Yang Fan's voice was extremely hoarse and said: "The treatment has entered the most critical moment, I can't rest, otherwise, this thing will still have to die." ”

"But you don't want to die?"

"It's okay, I'll hold it up. ”

Saying that, Yang Fan continued to treat.

The kite suddenly felt a little distressed.

She felt sorry for the guy in front of her.

The girl's eyes suddenly turned red.

However, the kite did not say another word.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Fan suddenly felt that time was passing so slowly, every second was tormenting him, his body began to hurt sharply, his head was even more painful and was almost on the verge of being unable to suppress, his body trembled, and it became more and more serious.

Yang Fan knew that this was his limit.

The only remaining reason told Yang Fan that he had to let go, otherwise, he would be the one who hung up.

However, Yang Fan couldn't let go.

He wanted to test where his limits were.

An even more terrifying scene suddenly appeared.

The originally inexhaustible breath suddenly began to decline, and no new breath was growing.

This earth-shattering reversal instantly made Yang Fan smell the breath of death.

He clenched his gums fiercely, and his bite was already bleeding, but Yang Fan didn't realize it.

Ten, nine, eight, seven, six, Yang Fan's heart suddenly began to meditate.

It was the countdown to the exhaustion of his breath.

It is also the countdown to the end of treatment.

Three, two, one!

When the last number came out, the last trace of breath in Yang Fan's body was completely exhausted.

There was a thud in his head, and he sat down completely on the ground.

"Sue, sù Hua Ye, it's over. ”

This was the last sentence Yang Fan said.

He then passed out.

The kite panicked instantly.

She pounced, and she put her fingers on Yang Fan's neck for the first time, fortunately, she was breathing.

The door of the room was pushed open at this time, and Hua Ye pounced in, along with a few doctors.

However, no one paid attention to Yang Fan.

All their minds were on Zhao Long.

No matter what Kite said, these people ignored Yang Fan.

"Congratulations to Hua Ye, Ling Lang is fine, what a miracle!"

A doctor said.

Hua Ye smiled.

He laughed so loudly.

It seems to have won the whole world.

Just smiling, smiling, Hua Ye's gaze fell on Yang Fan's body.

His eyes suddenly became extremely indifferent.

Indifferent like ice that doesn't take away for ten thousand years.

The kite, who had been about to speak, suddenly realized the danger.

She quickly picked up Yang Fan and was about to walk outside.

But, at this time, Hua Ye suddenly said coldly: "Little girl, you can go, but, this person must stay." ”

"What do you want to do?"

The kite said angrily.

"If he doesn't want to do anything, he has to die. ”

Hua Ye said murderously.

PS: Chapter 4!

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