"I'll go over and see how it goes."

Ye Fuso put away the Ming Phoenix Sword and walked towards the position of the seriously injured people.

As soon as she walked to the side of a few people, she saw a student already squatting on the ground to treat them, "These people have lost too much blood, even I, an intermediate alchemist, can't save them, do any of you know them, ask them if they have any wishes." ”

The person who claimed to be an intermediate alchemist pretended to be distressed, and took turns to go over and treat the seriously injured people one by one, and then shook his head in a helpless manner.

After his diagnosis and treatment, the other students standing on the side all sighed and whispered regretfully.

"I didn't expect that person to be an intermediate alchemist at a young age, he was really envious of others!"

"Alas! It's just a pity that the few on the ground, the academy didn't arrive, and their lives were gone. ”

"Who said no, even the intermediate alchemist said that he was not saved, it seems that he is really going to take his life here."

Ye Fusang frowned, and pushed the people around him away with his hands, and then squatted down and began to check the pulse of the person who was most seriously injured.

"Who are you, I said? Didn't hear me? It's hopeless, what are you still pretending to be here? ”

The student who claimed to be an intermediate alchemist was not happy, he said that he was not saved, and now he popped out to diagnose his pulse, wasn't this a naked slap in the face?

"You say it's not saved, it's not saved? Since it's a quack, it's better not to come out and be embarrassed! ”

Ye Fusang didn't look at the intermediate alchemist, and continued to check the seriously injured male student lying on the ground.

"What do I mean by that? Are you questioning my medical skills? ”

The male student who claimed to be an intermediate alchemist was about to rush over to have a theory with Ye Fusang, but who knew that at the moment when he just rolled up his sleeves, a male student who didn't look like a good person grabbed his clothes, "Delay the time to save people, believe it or not, Lao Tzu beat you?" ”

"You !!"

The male student who claimed to be an intermediate alchemist turned his head viciously with anger, and when he turned around and saw the man behind him, he suddenly froze, he swallowed his saliva, pretended to be calm and asked, "Who are you?" Do you know who I am? I warn you, if you don't let go, you'll be finished!! ”

"Angeli, let him go."

After the diagnosis and treatment, Ye Fusang stood up, he looked at the male student who claimed to be an intermediate alchemist, and asked again, "Are you really an alchemist?" ”

"Nonsense! Do you think I'm joking? ”

After Angelie let go of his hand, the male student who claimed to be an intermediate alchemist glared at him dissatisfiedly, and then straightened his clothes before looking at Ye Fusang arrogantly.

"Well, you should know how to use the blood coagulation grass, and then bandage their wounds after you finish it, you should be able to do this little thing, right?"

Ye Fusang pulled out a few high-grade blood condensation grasses from the Xuantian Realm, and she didn't want to delay any more time when the lives of those injured students were dying, and with the help of the male student who claimed to be an intermediate alchemist, she could also save a lot of time.

The reason why she chose him to help was because there were pitiful few alchemists in this continent, and those things were not something that ordinary monks could do.

"Who are you? Do you let me do it? If you let me intervene in someone who is bound to die, won't I be blamed for his death? ”

The male student who claimed to be an intermediate alchemist stood aside with his hands on his chest, and his appearance was not about himself, and many people present couldn't stand it.

Just as Angel wanted to go out and beat him up, Mo Xiu came over.