"Quickly, take an adrenaline shot... No, there's no heartbeat. Prepare a defibrillator. Give it a few..."
In the emergency room, many experts and professors were very busy, and everyone was anxious and worried.
Murong Huang was a great hero who fought for his country. If he died in the emergency room and the Generalissimo investigated him, they would not be able to escape the blame.
"Clang."
At the right time, the emergency room door was kicked open.
Ye Fan couldn't fight and walked in, shouting: "You all get out."
"Who are you!"
The dean was shocked and angry.
"Security! Where is the security? What's going on? Just let people in!"
"Hey, isn't this Ye Hei? You're not in the ring, why are you here?"
"It's Ye Hei!?"
Ye Fan was too lazy to talk nonsense. He waved his hand and swept all these experts and professors out, then closed the door and shouted: "I want to treat Murong Huang, don't disturb me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude."
Outside, everyone looked at each other in shock.
"Dean, what is this?"
"Anyway, we can't save him. The worst result is that Murong Huang dies. Why not let Ye Hei give it a try and use the dead horse as a live doctor."
emergency room.
Ye Fan immediately took action. Murong Huang's vitality was very tenacious. Although his life gate was extinguished, he was still maintaining a glimmer of hope.
It was just a slit throat, which was very simple for Ye Fan.
soon.
Murong Huang lost the power of his life, and Ye Fan used his energy and blood to stimulate the living door at Murong Huang's heart.
"Wow."
Immediately the students' door shined brightly.
Devouring Ye Fan's energy and blood hungrily.
Ye Fan didn't give more, it was enough; the light of Shengmen gradually shone, reviving Murong Huang's whole body functions.
Gradually, Murong Huang woke up.
"where is this?"
"Where's the hospital?"
"Ye Hei? Why are you here?" Murong Huang was puzzled and touched his heart. The rays of light surged from the Shengmen, apparently nourished by energy.
Ye Fan said: "I know some medical skills and come over to treat you."
Murong Huang was extremely grateful, cupped his fists and said, "Thank you so much, Brother Ye. I will never forget your life-saving grace."
You don’t need to forget it, just give me some reward.
Ye Fan said: "Both you and Qi Shen are hurt. He doesn't feel well. If there is no strong enough doctor to treat him, Qi Shen will die. Even if he doesn't die, he will become a fool. That punch of yours hit him on the head."
Murong Huang smiled bitterly: "That last punch wasn't very powerful. It probably couldn't kill Qi Shen. No matter what, I didn't embarrass Daxia."
Ye Fan felt itchy in his heart.
He asked tentatively: "Have you received the inheritance of the Eight Gate Dunjia? Your back and heart are the two gates of life and death, right?"
Murong Huang was shocked and said: "Brother Ye is well-informed and he is indeed the inheritor of the Eight Gate Dunjia."
"Awesome, this is thaumaturgy, I'm really envious." Ye Fan laughed.
"Currently, I only have the secret method to open the two gates of life and death. It's still early for me to open the Eight Gates Dunjia."
Ye Fan secretly scolded Murong Huang for not causing any trouble.
You opened the secret method to the two doors of life and death. You saved a life. Why don't you repay the favor?
"The Life Gate gives repair energy and maintains vitality; what is the specific effect of the Death Gate?" Ye Fan asked again.
"Brother Ye should have seen that at first I was motionless in the ring and was being attacked by the spirit god. In fact, that was me preparing to open the door to death."
"I am not very good at opening the door of death. I need external assistance, that is, being hit to stimulate the body and open the door of death. After the door of death is opened, there will be a fierce will to die and the physical strength will also increase.
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"The cooperation of the two gates of life and death will result in a weak state that cannot be killed."
"That's it. I'm envious." Ye Fan praised and gave a thumbs up.
Murong Huang said: "Brother Ye, I'm fine now. You'd better return to the ring as soon as possible. Don't miss the ring match. That will make people think you are a coward. If you run away from the battle, you will be blamed by the generalissimo and you will be finished."
"Okay, I'm going." Ye Fan left disappointedly. If there is a chance in the future, he might hint at Murong Huang again.
...
When Ye Fan came to the hospital, Bu Qianfan's battle had already begun.
It was pitch black before my eyes...
what's the situation?
Bu Qianfan was startled and put his whole body on alert.
"Whoa!"
The false god, who was all black, launched an attack, with a sharp dagger in his hand that was as sharp as iron.
"puff."
In the blink of an eye, a bloody gash was left on Bu Qianfan's body.
The pseudo-god covered in black sneered: "How do you feel? You can't see anything."
Bu Qianfan's face was grim.
Is this false god’s superpower depriving him of his vision?