"You used advanced therapy for Ruan binglan, the king of peak martial arts. The treatment was successful. Ruan binglan''s injury has completely improved. Mental strength + 2, mental will + 2 and skill proficiency + 4."
“……”
"You used advanced therapy on Chai Sibo, the peak spiritual master. The treatment was successful. Chai Sibo''s injury completely improved, mental strength + 2, mental will + 2 and skill proficiency + 4."
Soon, the last two top Kings also woke up from serious injury and coma. Professor Zhu and the other 14 kings couldn''t help cheering.
After holding for so long, they finally had the opportunity to express their gratitude to Yang Fan. For this young but rebellious little guy, they have more than gratitude in their hearts.
"What do you call your little brother?"
"At such a young age, should I be a freshman this year? It''s really a hero. I just want to get this skill!"
"Is the medical department finally turning over this year? It has received such a talented student!"
"Lao Zhu, it''s not interesting for you to hide with us with such good seedlings!"
"Yes, yes, with this little brother, what else can I invite to Tonghua? In my opinion, this brother''s medical skills are no worse than Tonghua!"
"This is bullshit! What do you mean it''s no worse than going public to Tonghua? You''ve completely dumped going public to Tonghua for several blocks, okay?!"
“……”
At the moment, all the kings are turned into gossip women, chattering around Yang Fan, touting Yang Fan as a life-saving benefactor, which is no longer their daily high and cold image.
Professor Zhu was also shot lying down, and unexpectedly became the object of ridicule by these big men.
But now he was excited, but he was confused in his heart.
Special.
The medical department has received such a powerful medical talent. Why didn''t anyone inform him about the head of the Department?
Don''t those two bastards in the admissions office want to mix up? Do they pay attention to the dean of the Department?
Even Professor Zhu intuitively thought that students with such good medical skills would naturally enter their medical department and become students of their medical department, and then naturally grow into a glorious and great king level or even emperor level doctor!
"That, Professor Zhu!"
At this time, Tang Ling, who already knew what was going on inside, boldly dodged into the VIP room, carefully approached Professor Zhu and gently shook the little book in her hand.
"Brother Yang Fan is a freshman this year. He just came to report today. However, his major is not our medical department, but the martial arts department!"
"What?!"
Professor Zhu was surprised and pulled the notebook in Tang Ling''s hand. Seeing the above record about Yang Fan, he was angry for a moment.
"That''s outrageous! Are all the people in the admissions office blind?"
"If such a good doctor doesn''t come to our medical department to study hard, what do you do in the martial arts department and practice the muscles of your head? It''s a natural thing! It''s a crime!"
Brush!
As soon as Professor Zhu''s voice fell, he felt that countless eyes like a knife were shooting at him.
The old man''s face changed.
fuck.
As soon as I was excited, I forgot that nearly 90% of the kings in this room were the leaders of the martial arts department. I was just slapping face to face when I belittled the martial arts department.
Die young!
Won''t you be beaten?
Professor Zhu was worried. He was also in a hurry. Otherwise, he would never be bald and take out the truth in his heart so directly.
"Yang Fan?"
At this time, a spiritual master who had a good relationship with Professor Zhu suddenly opened his mouth to help the old man out and whispered:
"Why does the name sound so familiar? It seems that someone has spoken about it somewhere. Do you have any impression?"
"Yes, yes, I seem to have some impressions! I must have heard of this name before!"
"Oh, oh! I remember. It seems that monk Hua said before he died bald. There will be a very talented child from the northwest town guard''s house to come to our school this year. It seems that the name is Yang Fan!"
"Well, I also have some impression. Hua bald head seems to have mentioned that Yang Fan seems to have good medical skills and has treated his injuries!"
"It''s just that I thought the bald head was joking before. I thought how a high school student could have the ability to heal the king level top strong. Now it seems that Hua bald head is not bragging, but I''m a little sitting on the sidelines!"
As soon as you and I spoke, they soon found that almost half of them were very impressed with the name Yang Fan.
These are professors and lecturers who have a good relationship with monk Hua. Before today, they had heard the name of Yang Fan in the mouth of monk Hua.
"Lying trough!"
At this time, a young king in his twenties suddenly exclaimed, attracting everyone''s attention.
"I remember, Yang Fan, several professors! Have you forgotten the urgent message sent back by Vice President ye more than ten minutes before the outbreak of Lingli tide?"
"The man inside who found a strange disguise and healed the seriously wounded Emperor Wu seems to be also called Yang Fan, isn''t he?!"
The noise in the whole room suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked up to Yang Fan again with a surprised face.
Yang Fan smiled shyly. Unexpectedly, others had not arrived at Jinghua Wuda, but there were legends about him everywhere.
I have to say, this feeling is really good.
"Well, if there is no accident, I should be the medical genius with equal emphasis on beauty and wisdom, Yang Fan!"
The corners of the mouths of all kings present were not drawn at the same time.
Did they say that beauty and wisdom are both important?
No
This little guy seems a little thick skinned!
However, genius, narcissism is not incomprehensible at all.
Young man, it''s only lovely to be lively!
Professor Zhu couldn''t help but breathe a sigh of relief. The previous embarrassment was temporarily dissipated because of Yang Fan''s amazing identity.
He quietly returned the notebook in his hand to Tang Ling, and his eyes involuntarily fell back to Yang Fan again, looking a little complicated and difficult to see.
He never thought that such an amazing secret was hidden in Yang Fan''s young body.
If someone had told him that a young man who had just graduated from high school had the ability to heal the injuries of the top king and even the emperor level martial arts, Professor Zhu would not even think about it. He just took a mouthful of salt and soda.
Even if they were the vice president of Beijing Wuda, they said the same.
Because this is not in line with common sense, contrary to their medical common sense, belongs to hype, belongs to fallacy, and is not trustworthy!
But now, after witnessing that Yang Fan cured 16 King level strongmen and even two top kings, Professor Zhu did not have the courage to question again.
Things speak louder than words.
The world of genius, they mortals are really hard to guess!
"If Yang Fan really has the medical ability to treat imperial martial arts, is it necessary for him to study in our medical department?"
For a time, Professor Zhu began to doubt himself.
"If he really transfers to our medical department, one of the professors and lecturers in the whole medical department can be counted as one. Who can teach him?"
This is a sad question.
Because Professor Zhu found that even he himself did not have the ability and qualification to teach a super nanny who could heal the wounds of emperor level warriors.
Not only him, but also the whole Federation, including Shang Tonghua, the first medical Duke of the Federation, and even the three emperors, are not qualified to give Yang Fan more guidance and instruction in medical ethics.
Because to some extent, Yang Fan''s current medical level has been regarded as the peak of the whole Federation.
If he really teaches, he is the only one to teach others, because he is the peak in psychotherapy.
"Classmate Yang Fan, can you really cure the emperor level warrior?" at this time, Chai Sibo, the peak spiritual master who has never spoken, suddenly opened his mouth and asked Yang Fan, "can the sixth level emperor also heal?"
Yang Fan didn''t speak, but an Sheng, standing behind him, spoke proudly for him: "don''t say it''s level 6 Emperor Wu. Even if it''s the injury of peak Emperor Wu, my master can cure it!"
"Before that, the martial artist with the highest cultivation that my master has healed is Cui Deshou, the ancestor of the Cui family who guarded the house in Qinghe town, and the seventh level of Emperor Wu!"
Hiss!
Hiss!
A series of sounds and actions of backward breathing and screaming.
Level 7 Emperor Wu!
So if this boy is not bragging, Yang Fan is really going to be bragging to heaven this time!
Even the emperor level warrior is healed. Doesn''t the name of the first medical king of the Federation also fall on him?
"Zhu Hongcai!" Chai Sibo suddenly yelled at Professor Zhu who was still in a daze: "did you not hear what you said just now, or what are you doing? Why don''t you take classmate Yang Fan to save people?"
"Yes, yes! Classmate Yang Fan, come with me and hurry with me to save people!"
Professor Zhu suddenly understood Chai Sibo''s meaning. He was full of Qi and blood. Without saying a word, he came forward and dragged Yang Fan''s arm. He didn''t even bother to go to the front door and broke the window directly!
They are not only the king level leaders who were seriously injured this time.
Only these king level strongmen could be cured, so they were concentrated in the VIP area of the medical room, waiting for the arrival of Gongshang Tonghua.
As for those imperial level wounded who even the medical Prince Tonghua couldn''t cure in person, they were not included at all.
The place Zhu Hongcai is going to take Yang Fan is the resting place arranged by the school for those seriously injured imperial leaders.