"You used an advanced healing technique on Ruan Binglan, the peak martial king. The treatment was successful. Ruan Binglan's injuries have completely improved. His mental power is +2, his mental will +2, and his skill proficiency +4."
“…”
"You used an advanced healing technique on Chai Sibo, the peak spiritual master. The treatment was successful. Chai Sibo's injuries have completely improved. His mental power is +2, his mental will +2, and his skill proficiency +4."
Soon, the last two peak kings woke up from their coma due to severe injuries. Professor Zhu and the other fourteen kings couldn't help but cheer.
After holding back for so long, they finally had the opportunity to express their gratitude to Yang Fan. For this young guy with incredible medical skills, they felt more than just gratitude.
"What do you call your little brother?"
"You are so young, you must be a freshman this year, right? Heroes are born from young, you must have this medical skill!"
"Is the Medical Department finally turning around this year? It has received such a talented student!"
"Lao Zhu, it's not interesting for you to hide such a good young talent from us!"
"Yes, yes, with this little brother here, why would you invite Gongshang Tonghua? In my opinion, this brother's medical skills are no worse than Gongshang Tonghua!"
"You are talking nonsense! What do you mean by not being worse than Gongshang Tonghua? This means that you have completely surpassed Gongshang Tonghua by several blocks, okay?!"
“…”
At this moment, all the kings turned into long-tongued women, chattering around Yang Fan non-stop, praising Yang Fan as his savior. They were no longer the aloof, aloof, intangible image they had in daily life.
Professor Zhu was shot even though he was lying down, and he became the target of ridicule by these big guys.
But at this moment, while he was excited, he was also confused for a while.
What the hell.
The medical department has recruited such a great medical talent, why didn't anyone inform him, the department chair
Don't those two bastards from the Admissions Office want to hang out? Have they taken him as the head of the department seriously
Even Professor Zhu intuitively thought that a student with such good medical skills would naturally enter their medical department and become a student of their medical department. From then on, he would naturally grow into a glorious and great king-level or even emperor-level physician!
"That, Professor Zhu!"
At this time, Tang Ling, who already knew what was going on inside, boldly stepped into the VIP room, carefully approached Professor Zhu, and gently shook the small notebook in her hand.
"Junior Yang Fan is a freshman this year, and he just came here to report today. However, the major he chose is not our medical department, but the martial arts department!"
"WTF?!"
Professor Zhu was startled and pulled the notebook from Tang Ling's hand over. When he saw the record about Yang Fan's general situation, he was instantly furious.
"This is really unreasonable! Are all the people in the admissions office blind?!"
"If such a good medical talent doesn't come to our medical department to study hard, why should he go to the martial arts department to train a head of muscles and come back? It's a waste of resources! It's a crime!"
brush!
As soon as Professor Zhu finished speaking, he felt countless dagger-like gazes shooting towards him.
The old man's expression changed.
Damn it.
When I was so excited, I actually forgot that almost 90% of the kings in this room were big guys from the martial arts department. If I belittled the martial arts department like this, it was just a slap in the face.
Yaoshou!
You won't get beaten, right
Professor Zhu felt sad and angry, otherwise he would never have said the truth in his heart so directly.
"Yang Fan?"
At this time, a spiritual master who usually had a good relationship with Professor Zhu suddenly spoke to help the old man out and said softly:
"Why does this name sound so familiar? It seems like I heard it mentioned by someone somewhere? Do you elders remember it?"
"Yes, yes, that's right, I seem to have some impressions! I must have heard of this name before!"
"Oh! I remembered it. It seems that the bald monk Hua mentioned before that there will be an extremely talented child coming to our school from the Northwest Governor's Mansion this year. It seems that his name is Yang Fan!"
"Well, I also have some impressions. Guangtou Hua seems to have mentioned that Yang Fan seems to have good medical skills and has even treated his injuries!"
"It's just that I used to think that the bald man was joking, wondering how a high school student could have the ability to heal a king-level peak powerhouse. Now it seems that it's not that the bald man is bragging, but that I'm just looking at the sky from the bottom of a well!"
Everyone was talking to each other, and soon they discovered that almost half of them were very impressed by the name Yang Fan.
These are all professors and lecturers who have a fairly good relationship with Monk Hua. Before today, they had all heard Yang Fan's name from Monk Hua.
"Fuck!"
At this time, a young king in the room who looked to be in his twenties suddenly exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.
"I remember it too, Yang Fan, professors! Have you forgotten that the urgent message sent back by Vice Principal Ye more than ten minutes before the spiritual wave broke out?!"
"The person inside who discovered the disguise of the stranger and treated the seriously injured Emperor Wu, seems to be named Yang Fan too, right?!"
The noise within the entire design suddenly fell silent.
Everyone looked up at Yang Fan again with a surprised look on their faces.
Yang Fan smiled sheepishly, but he didn't expect that before he arrived at Jinghua University, legends about him were already spreading everywhere.
I have to say, this feeling is really good.
"Then, if there are no surprises, I should be the medical genius who is both beautiful and intelligent, Yang Fan, as the seniors said!"
The corners of the mouths of all the kings present could not help but twitch at the same time.
Did they ever say that beauty and wisdom are equally important
no
This little guy seems a bit thick-skinned!
However, being a genius, narcissism is not incomprehensible at all.
Young people just have to be more lively to be cute!
Professor Zhu couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. The previous embarrassment was temporarily dispelled by Yang Fan's sudden revelation of his shocking identity.
He quietly returned the notebook in his hand to Tang Ling, and his eyes couldn't help but fall back on Yang Fan again, his expression a little complicated.
He never expected that such a young man, Yang Fan, would hide such an amazing secret.
If someone had told him before that that a young man who had just graduated from high school had the ability to heal the injuries of peak kings and even emperor-level warriors, Professor Zhu would have just sprayed him with a mouthful of salt soda water without even thinking about it.
Even if these words were said by the vice president of their Beijing Wuhan University, it would be the same.
Because this is simply not in line with common sense and goes against the common sense of their medical profession. It is a hype, a fallacy, and cannot be trusted!
But now, after witnessing Yang Fan curing sixteen king-level experts, including two peak kings, Professor Zhu no longer has the courage to question it.
Things speak louder than words.
The world of geniuses is really difficult for mortals like them to fathom!
"If Yang Fan really has the medical ability to treat emperor-level warriors, is it necessary for him to come to our medical department for further study?"
For a while, Professor Zhu began to doubt himself.
"If he really transfers to our Department of Medicine, who among the professors and lecturers in the entire Department of Medicine can teach him?!"
This is a sad question.
Because Professor Zhu found that even he himself did not have the ability and qualifications to teach a super wet nurse who could already heal the wounds of emperor-level warriors.
Not only him, but the entire federation, including the first medical prince of the federation, Gong Shang Tonghua, and even the three emperors, were not qualified to give Yang Fan more guidance and instruction in medicine.
Because to a certain extent, Yang Fan's current medical level can be regarded as the pinnacle of the entire human race in the Federation.
If it really comes down to teaching, he is the only one who can teach others, because he is the pinnacle in terms of mental healing abilities.
"Classmate Yang Fan, can you really heal emperor-level warriors?" At this time, Chai Sibo, the peak spiritual master who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke and asked Yang Fan in a probing voice: "Can a sixth-level warrior emperor be healed?"
Yang Fan didn't speak, but An Sheng, who was standing behind him, proudly spoke for him: "Don't mention the sixth level Martial Emperor, even the injuries of the peak Martial Emperor can be treated by my master!"
"Before this, the highest-level martial artist my master had ever treated was Cui Deshou, the ancestor of the Cui family in Qinghe Guard House, a seventh-level Martial Emperor!"
Hiss!
Hiss!
A series of gasps and screams of sound and movement.
A seventh-level Martial Emperor!
If this kid is not bragging, then Yang Fan is really going to be awesome this time!
Even the emperor-level warriors can heal, wouldn't the title of the Federation's number one medical king also change hands and fall on his head
"Zhu Hongcai!" Chai Sibo suddenly shouted at Professor Zhu who was still in a daze: "Did you not hear what I said just now or something? What are you still doing in a daze? Why don't you take classmate Yang Fan to rescue people?! "
"Yes, yes! Classmate Yang Fan, come with me and follow me to save people!"
Professor Zhu was excited and immediately understood what Chai Sibo meant. The energy and blood in his body surged. Without saying a word, he stepped forward and grabbed Yang Fan's arm. He didn't even bother to go to the front door and just broke the window out!
The high-level warriors of their Jinghua Martial Arts University who were seriously injured this time were not the only king-level bosses in front of them.
It's just that these king-level experts still have some chance of being cured by treatment, so they are placed together in the VIP area of the medical room to wait for the arrival of Gongshang Tonghua.
As for the emperor-level wounded who could not be cured even by the medical prince Tong Hua, they were not included in this list at all.
The place Zhu Hongcai is taking Yang Fan to now is the resting place arranged by the school for those seriously injured emperor-level bosses.
(End of chapter)