There was no one in the room, except for a body lying on the table.
That was none other than Hyou Shang-kun's body.
Judging from the traces on the surface of the body, Yao Yao and others had obviously rescued him.
However, the injuries suffered by Hyoshang-kun were so horrific that their medical skills could not save him at all.
Lin Yang reached out and carefully inspected Bing Shangjun's body.
After a while, his face became extremely gloomy, as if covered with frost, especially cold.
"teacher!"
Doctor Yao stood at the door and looked at Lin Yang carefully.
"The scars on Mr. Hingshang's body were done intentionally by the other party. The reason why he attacked Mr. Hingshang in these places is to prevent you from rescuing him!" Lin Yang said hoarsely.
Although these places are all fatal injuries, if there were fatal injuries in other places, even Divine Doctor Yao could save them. But in these places... it is very unlucky. You know, attacking these places
It is many times more difficult than inflicting fatal injuries on other places.
"Teacher, what should we do now? Can this guy be saved?" Doctor Yao asked cautiously.
Lin Yang didn't say a word, just pierced Bing Shangjun's body one by one with silver needles.
He pierced it very carefully, and every time a silver needle fell, it stimulated a lot of pure energy, and he was very careful.
But after more than a hundred silver needles passed by, there was no reaction from Hing Shang-kun, his body was still cold and his life was completely gone...
Lin Yang, on the other hand, was panting from exhaustion and could hardly stand.
"Miracle Doctor Lin!"
Nongtang Gong and others rushed over, looking at Divine Doctor Lin who stood up and gasping for breath, and shouted.
However, seeing that Lin Yang hadn't taken a few breaths, he walked up to him again, stretched out his hand and pressed on Bing Shangjun's chest.
It seems like they are still being rescued.
But everyone has already died, so isn’t doing all this in vain?
"Doctor Lin, I'm sorry, it's all the old man's fault!"
The old man in the farm hall was filled with self-blame, he pursed his lower lip, stepped forward, bowed deeply to Hyou Shang-kun's corpse, and said hoarsely.
Lin Yang said nothing, just doing his own thing.
Nong Tanggong couldn't bear it and continued: "Doctor Lin! I know it's hard for you to accept, but he is already dead! Please forgive me, I know you must have a lot of resentment in your heart, so if you have any anger, you can find it
I'll do it! I have to take the main responsibility for his death, and I won't run away from it!"
Lin Yang remained expressionless and continued what he was doing, ignoring the voices of the people around him.
Nongtang Gong was about to say something else, but seeing Lin Yang's determined expression, he finally chose to give up and stood aside and watched.
After half an hour of this, Lin Yang stopped.
"I gave him acupuncture, massage, and applied medicine because I haven't given up on him yet." Lin Yang's face turned pale, and his breath became even worse.
"What's wrong, teacher? He...can he still be saved?" Doctor Yao said in disbelief: "His lifeline was severely damaged, and important parts such as his heart and brain were injured. There is no way to save such critical injuries, which cannot be cured by medical skills.
..Can you save me from this?"
"It's difficult to save, but that doesn't mean it can't be saved. It's just that the chance of success is very low." Lin Yang said hoarsely.
"real?"
Doctor Yao was extremely shocked. He looked at Lin Yang in disbelief and asked hurriedly: "What are the chances?"
Lin Yang was silent for a long time before slowly speaking out: "Less than 10%!"
When everyone in the farm hall heard this, they all fell silent.
Less than 10%...
Then basically everyone is gone.
This probability is too low, unless a miracle happens!
