Ma Changzai, who was already paralyzed on the ground, was startled by the sudden ringtone of his cell phone.
I suddenly felt hot and wet under my buttocks, and I was so scared that I peed.
He took out his cell phone in shame, his hands trembling as if he couldn't control them.
When he tremblingly saw the note displayed on the screen of his mobile phone, he almost fainted from nervousness.
Fortunately, two doctors found him and pulled him up in time, and then he answered the phone tremblingly.
"Master, uncle..."
"Humph, I know everything that happened before. Now you don't need to make any explanations. Just listen to me!"
Shang Xuelin reprimanded in a tone that left no room for doubt.
That majestic tone made Ma Chang feel on pins and needles, and his buttocks became increasingly uncomfortable.
There was even a pungent stench coming out, could it be diarrhea?
"Since you have made a promise in public before.
Although you are acting on your own initiative, you are still a representative of the hospital.
Our natural door is about credibility, and we must keep our word.
You tell that young man that the Natural Society has recognized his medical skills.
As for the banner, it takes a certain amount of time to make, so please go inside the hospital first.
I want to meet him in person and see what kind of god he is!"
Ma Chang nodded mechanically, and the liquid had already flowed into his shoes.
This time I was so humiliated that I will be totally shameless in the future!
"Remember, I don't care what means or methods you use.
I must invite people to the hospital.
If you can't do it, you can wait to be expelled from the Natural Sect!"
Shang Xuelin hung up the phone with a snap, and Ma Changzai's body shook in fright.
Then he looked at Yang Haoran with a sad face, who still hadn't announced the end.
There are more and more onlookers around, making it as lively as a market.
"What is the little miracle doctor still doing? Does he still want the patient to stand up?"
"How is this possible? You should know it without thinking.
Previously, people from the natural science sect had sworn that this patient must be seriously ill.
Maybe his bones and muscles have atrophied. What kind of medical skills can help him stand up?
If you can really stand up, you will be a god!"
As soon as he finished speaking, someone next to him pointed in the direction of Yang Haoran and shouted excitedly.
"I don't know if he is a god or not, but do you see what he is doing?
He is assisting the patient to get out of bed. What is this if he is not preparing to stand up?
Oh my God, are we going to witness a miracle today?"
On the hospital bed behind the RV, Yang Haoran's hand was holding one of the patient's arms.
He stared into the patient's eyes with a bewitching look.
"Stand up and leave the hospital bed. You can stand up, no problem."
The patient's body seemed to be injected with infinite power in an instant, and he turned around according to Yang Haoran's instructions without hesitation.
Both feet left the hospital bed and then touched the ground a little bit.
The surrounding sounds suddenly stopped, as if they were afraid of frightening the patient.
But at the next moment, there was a wave of cheers.
"Stand up, really stand up!"
"This is a miracle, it is beyond the scope of a miracle! I am lucky enough to be able to witness it with my own eyes!"
"I have guessed that this is definitely not a young man, he must be an immortal.
Although he looks young, he might be thousands of years old!"
Suddenly, there were divergent opinions, and Yang Haoran was actually put on the altar.
Some fanatics even knelt down in excitement and knelt down towards Yang Haoran.
In their opinion, a person who can bring the dead back to life is not a god, so what is he?
Ma Changzai seemed to be a little numb, dragging his stinking body step by step towards Yang Haoran.
The two doctors frowned, naturally disgusted by the smell of horses.
But I dare not let it go.
Seeing Ma Changzai walking slower than a snail, the two people looked at each other.
Long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, so the two of them dragged Ma Chang Zai in front of Yang Haoran like a dog to death.
Yang Haoran stood with the patient.
Although the patient's expression was slightly dull and his eyes were full of confusion.
But there is no room for doubt that Yang Haoran did not cure his disease.
Seeing Ma Chang approaching, Yang Haoran looked cold.
Soon I smelled the stinking smell and quickly closed my breath.
Then he looked at Ma Changzai with a look of disgust.
"I now declare that I have finished treating the patient.
Now it’s your turn to say, do the promises made before the Natural Gate still count?”
Ma Changzai was being carried by two doctors, already sweating profusely, and nodded vigorously.
"If you do the math, you have already been recognized by our Natural Sect.
As for the banner, I will definitely give it to you, but it will take a certain amount of time to make.
The master of our medical hall wants to see you, please come to the hospital to meet him."
Ma Changzai, who was always eloquent, finished what he said with great difficulty.
As if he had exhausted all his strength, he suddenly became weak and panted heavily.
And his words were heard by the onlookers.
While shocked, there was also cheers.
Everyone admires geniuses and heroes.
This is especially true for people like Yang Haoran, whose abilities have exceeded human limits.
"It's not easy. It's amazing to be able to make the Natural Gate admit defeat!"
"Although it was not the real person in charge of the Natural Gate who admitted defeat, this attitude was obviously tacitly approved by the higher-ups.
This time, Natural Gate really failed."
Yang Haoran smiled happily. He had prepared many plans.
I didn’t expect that Natural Gate would give in so easily.
As for things like banners, does Yang Haoran really think that he is rare?
It's just a cover to hide from others.
His real goal is to get in touch with the higher-ups of the Natural Gate.
And further meet the core figures of the Natural Phylum.
Because only the core figures of the Natural Gate know the whereabouts of Fan Tingting and Nangong Lingjue, and have the power to release them.
However, Yang Haoran felt that if he agreed just like that, would it be considered a bit too easy?
Then it's better to try a little harder, since the other party definitely won't give up anyway.
"Ahem, that's it. But why should I go to the hospital to find him instead of your people coming to me?"
Ma often has an earthy complexion on his face, and of course he knows why.
If Shang Xuelin showed up now, there would be absolutely no room for the Natural Gate to turn around.
That's why he was given a death order, asking him to bring Yang Haoran to the hospital.
Thinking of Shang Xuelin's threat, Ma Changzai suddenly made up his mind.
He actually managed to get rid of the support of two doctors.
Then with a snap, he lay flat in front of Yang Haoran.
Then he let out a cry and crawled towards Yang Haoran.
