The next morning, Ye Fan, who had been sleeping for three hours, struggled to get up.
His body was severely overdrawn, and his operation of the Tai Chi Sutra barely repaired his energy and spirit, making him look less tired.
The accumulated white light was also input into the three of Nihua and the other two.
Ye Fan felt it was difficult for him to stand up.
However, although his body was very weak, he still decided to go to the finals of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building.
Whether it is Shenzhou or Yangguo, there is only one place left. Whoever wins this game will win the final victory.
When Jin Zhilin and others saw Ye Fan woke up, they were all very happy, as if they had won the jackpot.
When the backbone came back, Jin Zhilin breathed a sigh of relief.
But when he heard that he was going to compete, he was worried about his body one by one.
Whether it is external trauma or internal trauma, it is not as good as it is.
The enlightenment only made Ye Fan crawl out of his painful memory.
Ye Fan's current state is only suitable for recuperation, so it is unwise to participate in the medical skills final.
If you draw a very physically consuming event, Ye Fan will not only find it difficult to complete the competition, but may also faint again.
Moreover, Kurokawa Muxue is now full of momentum and is even more powerful than Chiashan and Yamamoto. Ye Fan will lose if he is tired and accidentally.
Today is the last game. If Ye Fan loses, he will be criticized by thousands of people again and even bear the reputation of a traitor.
No one will see that he has won three games, and no one will care what he has experienced. He will only believe that he lost the last game and lost all the face of Shenzhou.
Ye Fan, although we hope you can win the competition and bring glory to China Medical University, you are really not suitable for participating in the competition now.
The most radical Mr. Gong also stood up and advised Ye Fan: If something happens to you, we cannot explain it to your parents.
And if you accidentally fall down, no one will detoxify the three of you.
I heard that the Blood Medicine Sect itself has no antidote, and Yamamoto Shiro is still in a coma.
He looked caring: Why don’t we change this battle? After all, we won fifteen games.
Ye Fan, compared to winning or losing at once, the body is the most important thing.
Kong Taoli was also worried about Ye Fan: And if you lose this time, you will recover another day. Let’s go to Yangguo to challenge the other party and win back.
They knew in their hearts that Ye Fan was the only hope to defeat Kurokawa, and they also had great emotional desire for Ye Fan to show their power in our country, but they gave up their thoughts when they saw Ye Fan's pale face.
This is really a face that only people who are seriously hurt to the extreme have.
This kind of big competition is not only compared to medical skills, but also physical strength and energy. Matsuno Qianshan acupuncture on the bronze man, but he was exhausted.
President Kong, Mr. Gong, don’t worry, my body can hold on.
Ye Fan kept a gentle smile and patted Kong Taoli and Mr. Gong on the shoulders:
I am still young, I don’t want to die, I won’t let myself die of exhaustion on the ring.
Moreover, in this battle, I don’t need to fight to the death. As long as I appear in the venue, victory belongs to us.
He had already arranged the final outcome of the battle, and it didn't matter whether he appeared himself. He just wanted to show up to avoid one-tenth of variables.
He wanted to crush Kurokawa Muxue's last hesitation.
Ye Fan, it’s not that I’m increasing the ambition of others, but that Kurokawa Muxue is really not simple.
Yesterday, she used a medicine to relieve stubborn symptoms, and she got drunk with one injection and corrected the bones with one finger. Her medical skills were even better than Qianshan and Yamamoto.
Mr. Gong made the final persuasion: And three wins in three games, now it is full of momentum. If you fight with her, the situation is really not optimistic.
Mr. Gong, you will see me winning.
Ye Fan smiled slightly and didn't say much, then got into the car and went to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Building.
The car drove very slowly and arrived at the venue in fifty minutes.
Ye Fan came out of the car and found that there were already crowds of people at the door, and countless people gathered together to gather today's battle.
Many reporters from Shenzhou and Yangguo also started live broadcasting.
Because the Blood Medical Sect challenges Shenzhou, the banner of thirteen geniuses and three peerless geniuses, challenging Shenzhou's thirty-two Huatuo Cup provincial champions, and the list of games is basically fixed.
There are a lot of room for change in China, and the number of people in the three people in Nihua has also changed, so many people are speculating about who will fight against Kurokawa Muxue today.
At the same time, Kurokawa Muxue's record has also spread, making her image unprecedentedly tall, and the people of Yang Guo even shouted that the flower of the Blood Medicine Sect was the flower.
Anyway, the scene was noisy.
Ye Fan was about to walk in, but he saw a familiar pretty face at a glance.
He hesitated for a moment, turned around and walked towards the other party.
Soon, Ye Fan stood in front of a nanny car, and a middle-aged fat man stood next to the car.
The middle-aged fat man looked bloated and his face was extremely simple, as if he was a harmless man.
But Ye Fan already knew that this was one of the former Tang Sect war gods dug out by Tang Ruoxue, Tang Qi.
That is, he led his men to rescue Tang Ruoxue and took down Miao Zhuifeng and his gang.
He nodded to Tang Qi, then continued to look at the nanny car.
Tang Qi moved his body away without expression.
Ye Fan saw Tang Ruoxue in a professional outfit.
The long coil is raised, the eyebrows and eyes are delicate, and the tall body stands still in the cold wind.
Before Ye Fan could speak, Tang Ruoxue said softly: Are you okay?
Deliberately maintaining distance and feelings, Ye Fan can still feel care.
I'm fine.
Sniffing the familiar fragrance, Ye Fan whispered: Are you injured?
A little injury, no serious injury.
Tang Ruoxue touched his slightly red and swollen cheeks, and then he had endless apology on his face: Sorry
Obviously she felt very guilty that she almost made Ye Fan lose the game.
She knew very well in her heart that once Ye Fan lost, what consequences would be brought to Ye Fan, at least her personal future would be delayed.
She was a little embarrassed to Ye Fan. How could such an important game be compromised because of a woman?
But Tang Ruoxue also understood that anyone could condemn Ye Fan, but she could not.
It’s not your business, it’s Miao Zhuifeng and others have no bottom line.
Ye Fan comforted softly: Besides, I finally won the game.
He didn't blame Tang Ruoxue at all, nor did he want her to bear too much pressure:
This matter has passed, don’t think about it anymore. By the way, Miao Zhuifeng will not hurt you again in the future.
Ye Fan tried his best to make Tang Ruoxue feel relieved: Yuan Qingyi would also make proper arrangements for Ding Mengyan's family.
Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan with a complicated expression.
Ye Fan was able to beat Song Hongyan with anger, and could also give up victory for her safety and endure the criticism of thousands of people. She couldn't tell which one was more important.
But no matter what, she owe Ye Fan a favor.
Play well.
Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan and smiled: No matter whether you win or lose, I will be waiting for you here.
Whether it is glory or storm, she hopes to face it with Ye Fan this time.
Ye Fan smiled and didn't say anything anymore, waved his hand and turned around and walked into the venue.
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Looking at Ye Fan's back, Tang Ruoxue wanted to say something, but suddenly felt a burst of blood rolling.
She rushed to the back of the car and started to retching