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Chapter 388: A Knife in the Back

"ah?"

Seeing this scene, Song's son and nephew were shocked.

Chen Jishi and other miraculous doctors were confused.

Zhu Changsheng was also stunned.

Hua Qingfeng was sweating profusely.

Isn’t Song Wansan getting better? Why did it suddenly become like this?

No one expected this shocking change.

Everything happened in a hurry.

The middle-aged fat nurse even widened her eyes and looked at Song Wansan who was vomiting blood, and was at a loss for a moment.

"dad!"

"Old Song!"

"Mr. Song, what's wrong with you?"

"Quick, hurry, doctor, see what's going on with my dad?"

"No, all kinds of indexes are falling sharply, Mr. Song can't do it."

Nearly a hundred people present were in a hurry, and several Western doctors quickly took action to rescue them, and two life-saving needles were shot in a row.

Hua Qingfeng also pinched the silver needle and stabbed it in several places.

But, there is still no effect.

"Ding ding ding-"

The alarm became more and more harsh, and his heartbeat was getting lower and lower, almost turning into a straight line, indicating that Song Wansan stepped into the gates of hell.

"Young man, I was reckless just now. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I apologize to you."

"You can see that there is something wrong with my ninth acupuncture, so can you resolve Mr. Song's situation?"

Suddenly, Hua Qingfeng thought of something and pulled Ye Fan over and shouted:

"Please save Mr. Song."

This is embarrassing, and it also indirectly admits that there is a problem with the ninth acupuncture, but at this moment, Hua Qingfeng only hopes that Song Wansan will survive.

Otherwise, his reputation will be completely destroyed in his lifetime.

"ah--"

After hearing this, many female members of the Song family were stunned on the spot, but they did not expect that Hua Qingfeng would bow to Ye Fan.

Chen Jishi and Song Jinyu also looked at Ye Fan, with bright eyes and exploring and questioning, but more of them were expecting.

They hope that Ye Fan can revive himself and save Song Wansan from the Gate of Ghost.

Unexpectedly, Ye Fan picked up the apple on the table and nibbled it, while shook his head at Hua Qingfeng and the others:

"I'm sorry, I'm dead, I can't save it."

"ah--"

Upon hearing this news, Hua Qingfeng and the others looked desperate.

The sad atmosphere spread instantly.

Zhu Changsheng was stunned. He thought that Ye Fan showed his skills at the critical moment and rescued Song Wansan and slapped everyone present in the face.

As a result, Ye Fan said he could not save him.

This surprised him. Brother Ye didn't play according to common sense.

"drop--"

At almost the same time, the instrument's heartbeat coefficient was completely zero, and a straight line stimulated everyone's eyes.

Dead, dead, heartbeat is gone, Song Wansan really can't save him.

Song Jinyu burst into tears: "Dad——"

The Song family's nephew also knelt down: "Old man--"

Hua Qingfeng and the others also looked sad: "Mr. Song is easy to leave!"

Zhu Changsheng also bowed to Song Wansan.

"Who said he was dead? Who said he was dead?"

Just as the audience was silent, the dazed fat nurse reacted and roared on Song Wansan:

"You can't die, you can't die, it's not yet the eighteenth."

"You are dead, how can I explain it to you? How can I explain it to you?"

"I won't let you die, I won't let you die"

She pinched Song Wansan's mouth open, and a small bottle flashed out with her right hand, and was about to pour it into Song Wansan.

At this moment, Ye Fan took a step forward without saying a word, and the Yuchang Sword quietly penetrated into her heart.

A stream of blood burst out.

"ah--"

The fat nurse screamed and fell out, looking at Ye Fan with anger: "You stab me?"

"ah--"

Seeing Ye Fan hurting someone, the fat nurse was still bleeding, and everyone was in an uproar and rolled and crawled back and evacuated.

Several women even screamed.

Although I don’t know why Ye Fan stabbed a nurse, the bodyguard of the Song family responded quickly.

A group of people protected the Song family's nephews and Hua Qingfeng, and a group of people pulled out their weapons and surrounded Ye Fan and the others.

Song Jinyu's face darkened: "Young man, what are you doing?"

The bodyguard of the Song family was full of murderous aura, staring at Ye Fan, ready to attack at any time.

"What are you doing around me? You should take her down."


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