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Chapter five hundred and fifth restore the body's mana

Suddenly there was a voice in the room.

"Advancing to the fourth stage."

The few short words lingered in Yang Huang's ears.

"What stage four."

Yang Huang asked.

"Yang Huang, you saved mortals twice in a row, so your magic power has gradually improved. This ring is the reason why all your things are recorded. If you do a good thing, it will turn into green light, and if you do something wrong, it will turn into green light.

Red light body, these energies will enter your body. The greater the energy, the greater your strength and the stronger your magic power."

After saying that, the voice disappeared from the room.

"So that's it. No wonder there were times when my body was weak and I couldn't use any magic power. Maybe it was because I was fighting against the gym boss opposite. It seems I have to be more careful in whatever I do in the future."

Yang Huang fell asleep in bed and was awakened by a knock on the door the next day.

Yang Huang rubbed his eyes and opened the door to see Mr. Feng standing in front of him.

"Mr. Feng, what can you do so early?"

Yang Huang asked sleepily.

"Yang Huang, pack up and go with me to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine."

"What are you doing there?"

"Don't worry about it for now. I'm telling you to put on your clothes on the way."

After saying this, Mr. Feng turned and left.

Yang Huang turned around, put on clean clothes and followed Mr. Feng out.

Since it was still early, no one else in the gym had woken up yet.

After leaving the house, Mr. Feng anxiously stopped the taxi.

Along the way, I saw Mr. Feng's heavy expression, as if something had happened.

Yang Huang asked hurriedly: "Mr. Feng, what's wrong? What happened?"

"An old friend of mine is showing signs of illness, so I want to go and have a look. I feel confident in taking you with me."

Seeing Mr. Feng say this, Yang Huang sat quietly beside Mr. Feng and stopped talking.

Just seeing Mr. Feng's expression, Yang Huang knew that the matter was serious.

But he was not a doctor, so why would Mr. Feng take him there?

Before Yang Huang could think too much, the car had already driven to the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine in the city center.

This is the best medical hospital in the capital city. No matter how rich or wealthy you are, you won't be able to stay there, and the hospital won't admit you unless it's a serious disease.

Mr. Feng took Yang Huang to the VIP ward on the top floor of the medical department.

"I didn't expect Mr. Feng to know such a powerful person." Yang Huang sighed in his heart.

Mr. Feng stood at the door and looked at the painful patient lying on the bed through the glass on the door.

Mr. Feng calmed down his emotions and walked in with a forced smile on his face.

A young girl in the ward looked back at someone walking in and looked at Mr. Feng.

"Mr. Feng, you are here, please take a seat."

"Yuhan, you're welcome, I'm here to see your dad."

Yu Han looked at Yang Huang and motioned for him to sit down. Yang Huang lowered his head and smiled and sat on the sofa.

Yang Huang looked at the girl in front of him.

She is so enchanting and beautiful, with eyes as clear and lively as autumn water, and her iceberg-like temperament makes people dare not get close to her. They can only sigh from a distance that she is such a charming person.

Mr. Feng sat by the hospital bed and looked at the pale man lying there and said, "Minghui, I'm here to see you."

The old man lying on the hospital bed tried his best to raise his eyes and look at Mr. Feng.

He smiled and wanted to speak but couldn't.

"Okay, stop talking, I understand."

Then Mr. Feng took out a book with a photo album and patiently flipped through each photo to show it to Minghui on the hospital bed.

The old man wanted to take the photo album, but he didn't even have the strength to raise his hand, so he had to put it down unwillingly.

Mr. Feng sat in front of the hospital bed and told Minghui what happened in each period in the photos. The two old men listened with interest. At this time, Mr. Feng was more like a big brother, putting away his previous improper appearance.

After chatting for a long time, an attending doctor and the intern doctor behind him came in.

"Okay, Mr. Feng, I'm going to do an examination on Mr. Minghui now. Please go out and wait for a while."

Mr. Feng nodded indicatively.

Yang Huang saw that the equipment in the ward was really complete. Equipment that would never appear in the ward in the hospital in the past was available in this ward.

After the examination, the doctor closed the ward and was afraid that the patient would hear it.

He walked up to the man named Yu Han and said: "Yu Han, your father's condition is getting more and more serious. It has slowly worsened. He now has internal injuries to his heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys. I'm afraid..."

At this point the doctor paused.

The girl named Yu Han looked very unhappy. She no longer had the ice-cold look on her face just now, but looked helpless. The man couldn't help but want to hug her and protect her.

"Doctor...doctor, is my father really hopeless?"

The doctor looked at Yuhan and said confidently: "We will try our best."

After saying this, the doctor turned and left.

The only ones left in the corridor were Mr. Feng, Yang Huang and the pear-shaped Yu Han.

Yuhan leaned helplessly on Mr. Feng's body.

Mr. Feng patted Yuhan's head and comforted him: "Don't worry, Yuhan, we will definitely save Minghui."

When Yu Han heard what Mr. Feng said, a look of grasping at straws flashed across her eyes.

But it was gone in just one second.

This scene was all seen by Yang Huang.

"But even the doctor said that my father is hopeless. How could you..."

Yuhan looked at Mr. Feng with a look of disbelief.

"Yuhan, when did Uncle Feng lie to you?"

Yuhan wiped her eyes that were red from crying and said with a smile: "Okay, Uncle Feng, if you can, I will give you my father's life. I can give you whatever you want."

In order to seize the last chance, Yuhan seemed willing to give everything to Mr. Feng just because he could save his father's life.

"Silly girl, I can't do anything, but the person next to me can."

Yuhan looked in the direction of Feng Lao's finger and looked at Yang Huang, who had just been ignored by him.

"he……"

Mr. Feng nodded affirmatively.

Yuhan looked unbelievable. From the moment Yang Huang entered the door, Yuhan never looked at Yang Huang.

But now this sloppily dressed man in front of him can save his father.

Yuhan is not talking.

Mr. Feng seemed to understand Yuhan's worries.

Yang Huang on the side looked at Mr. Feng with eyes wide open in disbelief.

"How can this old man be so sure that I can save Mr. Minghui?"

Then Mr. Feng took Yang Huang out of the medical school.

At this time, although Yuhan trusted Mr. Feng, the Yang Huang who was in front of her just now couldn't make her believe it. In the end, she arranged for Professor Hu from the medical school to arrange the surgery for her father. After all, Professor Hu was the chief medical officer in the capital city.

It would be great to have one of the best professors to perform surgery on my father, and he also has a good understanding of my father's condition.

Yuhan looked at her father's weak and helpless appearance in the hospital bed through the glass on the door and suddenly felt that she was so stupid for not discovering her father's condition earlier.

She stood at the door of the ward, wiped the tears from her face, and slowly pushed the people in the ward.


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