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Zhang Fan fell into a deep coma, and his breathing gradually weakened.
Chang Yue became more and more anxious. He was in a state of confusion and had no idea what to do.
If it were someone else, she would be much calmer and might be able to come up with countermeasures calmly. But this person was Zhang Fan or Zhang Xiaoling's brother. How could she calm down?
Her cell phone kept ringing, but it happened that it wasn't her friend's number, but a call from Bai Peng.
She didn't dare to answer Bai Peng's call, and she couldn't face Zhang Fan's brother.
At this moment, she was very helpless. Tears had already flooded her face. She was sobbing lightly, but could not make a statement for fear of affecting Zhang Fan. How many people could understand her pain?
However, she doesn't mind others misunderstanding him or hating her. She just wants Zhang Fan to get better and get better soon.
After a while, there was finally a knock on the door downstairs. She hurriedly went downstairs and opened the door: "Fang Qing, you are finally here. Come on, come upstairs quickly. Zhang Fan is dying."
The young man at the door knew that the matter was urgent and ran upstairs quickly. He had no time to say hello to the beautiful lady Chang.
Looking at Zhang Fan who was dying on the bed, Fang Qing's face suddenly became solemn. Although he had studied under a miracle doctor for a period of time, he was not sure about Zhang Fan's injury. At first glance, he
He knew that Zhang Fan's injury was so serious that it was beyond his imagination.
He took a deep breath, turned around and said to Chang Yue: "His injury is too serious, I can only do my best."
Chang Yue's heart trembled and asked: "How sure are you?"
"Less than 20%." Fang Qing said with a bitter smile: "I originally thought that my medical skills were great and I could cure him easily, but now I realize that I overestimated myself. Maybe..." At this point, he shook his head.
He shook his head and said no more.
"No matter what, please do your best to treat him!" Chang Yue begged. This is the first time Fang Qing has seen her expression like this. She has never shown such an expression before.
, Fang Qing can imagine how high Zhang Fan's status has been in Chang Yue's mind.
"I'll do my best."
Although he wanted to cure Zhang Fan immediately, he no longer had the same confidence in his medical skills as at the beginning, so he could only say these words solemnly.
"Get out of the way first, and I will diagnose him carefully." Fang Qing opened the medicine box behind him, and then slowly came to Zhang Fan.
He gently placed his fingers on Zhang Fan's wrist and closed his eyes
Chang Yue stood aside, not daring to make any sound for fear of disturbing Fang Qing.
"He is more serious than I thought!" Fang Qing sighed again, "Chang Yue, I'm sorry, I overestimated myself."
After careful inspection, he discovered that Zhang Fan's injuries had penetrated deep into his internal organs and were beyond his ability to heal.
Chang Yue's face suddenly turned pale, and she said with a cry: "No, you must save him!"
"It's not that I don't save, it's that I can't save." Fang Qing has never hated himself so much. Looking at Chang Yue's miserable expression, he felt very uncomfortable. Admittedly, he did not dare to have any thoughts about Chang Yue, but
Deep down in his heart, he loved this girl deeply, and now that he saw her like this, he was also filled with bitterness.
The last hope was shattered, Chang Yue said with a sad smile: "Even you can't save him, does he really have no chance?"
Her heart hurt so much, it hurt so much. Only then did she realize that she had fallen deeply in love with this man.
She slowly walked up to Zhang Fan and touched his forehead. Self-blame, guilt, sadness, and grief occupied her heart. Her tears flowed out, but she did not cry out, she just stayed there.
He looked at Zhang Fan and the bloody man.
"It's my fault. If I hadn't informed you, you wouldn't have rushed over and you wouldn't have died."
"I shouldn't have let you go alone. If you were to die, I couldn't let you die alone."
"Don't worry, you won't be alone. There will be someone to keep you company on the road to hell."
"Fan, I didn't have the courage to tell you before, but now, I want to say that I like you. I have been deeply in love with you since you helped us complete the dungeon. But, even I didn't realize it at that time.
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"But when I realized it, you were seriously injured and on the verge of death. Fan, don't leave me. If you want to die, then I will come with you."
Chang Yue had a miserable smile on her face: "Responsibility? Haha, the sail is dead, what responsibility do I care about? For me, the sail is more important than the responsibility." Only then did she understand what she meant. It turned out that the sail was more important than the responsibility.
That weird feeling is the legendary love. It turns out that the so-called good feeling is just an excuse to deceive yourself.
"You..." Fang Qing felt like he hated iron, "but there's no need for you to commit suicide!"
"Suicide?" A look of deep hatred appeared on Chang Yue's face, which soon turned into a strange smile, "I will not commit suicide. Some people are still at large, and I will not make it easy for them."
Fang Qing frowned: "You want to deal with the Zhang family?"
Chang Yue did not speak, but continued to look at Zhang Fan blankly.
With a long sigh, Fang Qing said in a deep voice: "Okay, I can tell you that Zhang Fan actually still has a glimmer of hope."
Chang Yue's eyes that were about to lose their luster once again burst out with a glimmer of hope, and she said urgently: "Say quickly."
"It seems that you are really possessed." Fang Qing smiled bitterly and shook his head, then said immediately: "Although I can't save Zhang Fan, there is one person in the world who can save Zhang Fan. If he is willing to take action, no matter how serious the injury is, he can do it.
Heal me, I learned my medical skills from him, but I only learned a little bit of his skills, not even the basics. It’s just..."
"Just what?" Chang Yue asked.
"It's just that he hasn't appeared for a long time. Let alone me, even if our boss mobilizes the network, he may not be able to find him." Fang Qing said slowly: "I can temporarily stabilize Zhang Fan's injury, but at most I can save it.
If he doesn't die for seven days, and if he can't find the miracle doctor Hu Tianhua within seven days, then he will definitely die!"
The miracle doctor Hu Tianhua, the Taishan Beidou in the field of traditional Chinese medicine, no, should be said to be the pillar!
Not many people in the secular world know of his existence, but in the ancient martial arts world and the monastic world, he is famous!
No one would doubt his medical skills, and some people even speculated that he could bring people back to life even if they had just died. Of course, this guess may be too exaggerated, but it also shows how advanced his medical skills are.
Otherwise, why would others be so convinced of him?
Hu Tianhua, just three words, is Chang Yue's only hope.
"Fang Qing, please stabilize Zhang Fan's injury first." Chang Yue stood up immediately, "I'm going to find the miracle doctor Hu Tianhua."
After walking out of the room, Chang Yue dialed Bai Peng's phone number. Before Bai Peng could speak, she said first: "Fan is okay for the time being, but he only has seven days. Within seven days, we must find a miracle doctor named Hu Tianhua. As long as he finds
If this person is willing to take action, then the sail will not be in danger."
Back at Yimi Sunshine Bar, Bai Peng, who was torturing Dong Chao, suddenly stopped, with a look of determination on his face: "Even if I have to travel all over China, I will find Hu Tianhua!"
After hanging up the phone, he said coldly to Dong Chao: "You'd better pray that I can find Hu Tianhua, otherwise you will enjoy a lifetime of torture."
"Ah! Bai Peng, if you dare, kill me!" Dong Chao roared miserably.
"Want to die?" Bai Peng said coldly: "Do you think it's as simple as death for hurting my brother?"
After a while, he walked out into the sunlight.
Zhao Bobo walked on his left and asked: "How to find it?"
"Let's go find Yang Daoli first." Bai Peng said: "His background is unfathomable, and he has always cared about Xiaofan. If he is willing to help, our chances of finding Yang Daoli will be greater."
"Seven days, we only have seven days." Zhao Bobo sped up, "Hurry up, we can't afford to waste any more time."
In more than ten minutes, they arrived at the famous Sheep and Scorpion store.
Yang Daoli still looked leisurely and at ease. Looking at Bai Peng and Bai Peng who looked sad and anxious, he smiled and said, "Why do you have such expressions?"
"Bang!" Bai Peng knelt down.
Yes, in front of countless people, the boss of Qixing Street gave up his self-esteem and face and knelt down to Yang Daoli.
Zhao Bobo also knelt down, not paying attention to the looks of countless people next to him.
"Boss Yang, Xiaofan, Xiaofan is in trouble. We brothers are begging you to save him! Only you can help us now!" Bai Peng, a seven-foot tall man, shed tears at will, but he didn't care at all.
Regardless of whether he is embarrassed or not, what he cares about is that his brother only has seven days, and he must do everything he can to find Hu Tianhua. For this, even if he abandons his face and self-esteem, he still needs help from Yang Daoli.
"What?" Yang Daoli's expression changed drastically, "Get up quickly and talk inside."
He immediately walked towards the secret room, and Bai Peng and Bai Peng looked at each other, stood up and followed him.
Judging from Yang Daoli's appearance, he shouldn't just sit back and watch, right?
After entering the secret room and closing the door, Yang Daoli asked anxiously: "Tell me quickly, what's going on."
Bai Peng told the whole story in a heavy tone, and finally begged: "Boss Yang, please help us find Hu Tianhua!"
Yang Daoli's face turned livid and he said angrily: "That boy Zhang Yue has really taken the bull by the horns. Does he really think that my Yang family has no one?"
After speaking, he suppressed his anger and said: "Don't worry, I know who Hu Tianhua is and where he is probably. I will send someone immediately... No, I will go find him myself."
"Thank you, thank you." Bai Peng and Zhao Bobo burst into tears of gratitude.
"Thank you for what? I saved my nephew, who else do I need to thank?" Yang Daoli let out a long sigh and said with a wry smile.
