Did you get slapped in the face
Quack quack…
Qin Zheng felt a little relieved, and his mentality instantly became balanced.
People are like this. When you are slapped and humiliated by yourself, you will feel very unhappy and embarrassed.
But when he saw many people behind him who were beaten and embarrassed like him, he suddenly felt that his previous embarrassment might not be so bad after all.
Although he has always respected Gu Gu, Zhao Lao and other seniors, seeing so many fellow sufferers accompanying him in misfortune makes him feel a lot better, isn't it
but.
When Qin Zheng glanced at the four old professors, he saw that the four old professors had a look of surprise on their faces at the beginning, and then returned to their previous calmness. He knew that he might want to too much.
Although these four old professors have been in a state of semi-waste for decades and cannot even reach the first level of cultivation, their mental cultivation has never been abandoned.
Even life and death have long been taken lightly, and even the incense to worship the gods has been prepared and placed in the room. How can he care about the slight embarrassment
"As expected, he is an emperor-level doctor. It seems that Xiao Feng can't get cold anymore. I can also save the incense in my room. Fortunately!"
Gu Gu raised his hand and touched his chin. Although there was no beard on it, he still stroked it lightly.
"Yes, our human federation has finally produced an emperor-level doctor. Even if the emperor's agreement is invalidated in the future, the emperors in our human race no longer have to be as cautious as before and dare not easily fight against the emperor-level doctors of the demon clan. Got it!"
"God bless the human race!"
"Fortunately!"
The other three old men also began to raise their hands and stroke their chins, feeling very comforted. They looked at Yang Fan with kind and kind eyes, even if they were looking at their great-grandson.
Yang Fan had no time to pay attention to them at this time and continued to concentrate on using advanced healing techniques on Feng Jingmin.
“…”
"You used advanced healing techniques on the sixth-level Martial Emperor Feng Jingmin. The treatment was successful. Feng Jingmin's injuries have been greatly improved. His mental power is +2, his mental will +2, and his skill proficiency +10."
"You used an advanced healing technique on the sixth-level Martial Emperor Feng Jingmin. The treatment was successful. Feng Jingmin's injuries have completely improved. His mental power is +2, his mental will +2, and his skill proficiency +10."
Only used it seven times.
Feng Jingmin's injuries had recovered as before. He sat up from the bed and turned around to look around.
Who am I, where am I, what do I do
After the initial confusion and confusion, Feng Jingmin quickly came to his senses because he had recognized the identities of the four professors sitting in front of his bed.
"Thank you to the four seniors for helping me, Jingmin is very grateful!"
Feng Jingmin got off the bed immediately and bowed respectfully to thank Gu, Zhao, Hu and Liu.
Because in his eyes, among the seven people present, only the four old seniors in front of him were the most likely saviors to cure him.
After all, he is an old-timer. Although he was injured and lost most of his cultivation, he still has experience and experience there, so it is inevitable that he will not have any back-up tactics.
As for the two kings Zhu Hongcai and Qin Zheng, Feng Jingmin was very familiar with them, but he didn't have that ability at all.
As for Yang Fan, a young man, he was directly ignored by Feng Jingmin. A junior who didn't even have a full head of hair was probably here to gain experience and gain soy sauce, so he was not worthy of attention.
Gu Gu smiled awkwardly and had the urge to kick this blind guy down.
Isn't this a deliberate slap in their face
Just being beaten by Yang Fan, a young man, is enough. After all, if he has real ability, he will be beaten if he is beaten, and he will not be eliminated.
But Feng Jingmin, the injured person who was being treated, jumped out to give them eye drops. He really deserved to be beaten!
Although they are old, they are still very shameless, okay
"You thanked the wrong person!" Gu Gu glared at Xiao Feng with an unhappy expression, raised his hand and said, "Your real savior is standing behind you right now!"
Feng Jingmin suddenly turned around, with a look of astonishment on his face.
Are you sure you're not joking? The person who saved me turned out to be a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old
Can't
It's simply unheard of, is it true
Feng Jingmin began to have a little self-doubt, feeling that he had not fully woken up from his coma, and that everything he saw in front of him was an illusion!
At this time, Zhu Hongcai quickly whispered a message: "Master, this is classmate Yang Fan, the new emperor-level physician in the Federation. He is the one who just saved you from dying!"
There is no way, Yang Fan's age and cultivation level are too deceptive. Most people will not believe that Yang Fan has the ability of an emperor-level doctor unless they see it with their own eyes.
Along the way, Zhu Hongcai had seen too many people being slapped in the face invisibly by Yang Fan, and he didn't want his master to do it again.
Feng Jingmin took a serious look at Zhu Hongcai, and after confirming that the apprentice was not joking with him, he finally calmed down the doubtful and disdainful expression on his face in time, turned around, and bowed to Yang Fan again.
"Thank you little brother for saving your life. Feng is very grateful!"
The attitude is sincere and the meaning is strict, there is nothing wrong with it.
Yang Fan nodded slightly and chuckled: "Professor Feng is too polite. It is also an honor for students to treat an emperor-level hero like Professor Feng!"
"Student Yang Fan, a freshman in the martial arts department this year, would like to pay tribute to the seniors here!"
It was only at this time that Yang Fan formally introduced himself, and at the same time bowed and bowed his hands to meet the old professors Gu and Zhao again.
Different from when he just came in to greet the four elders, this time, Gu, Zhao, Hu and Liu all stood up from their stools and returned the salute to Yang Fan with smiles at the same time.
Yang Fan has proven his strength with facts, and the treatment he received is naturally completely different from before.
"You're actually a student of my Wuhan University? Not bad, not bad!"
"You are young and promising, and you have the proud demeanor of my youth!"
"You are only a ninth-level spiritual master and you are already an emperor-level physician. If you break through in cultivation in the future and become a king or even an emperor, wouldn't you be able to heal the injuries of even emperor-level experts?"
"Come on, young man, I'm optimistic about you!"
The four elders spoke to each other and held Yang Fan in their arms. The atmosphere at the scene was once harmonious and friendly. Yang Fan felt extremely comfortable and couldn't help but want them to praise him for a while longer.
"Classmate Yang Fan, do you think it's time for us to treat Professor Jiang? Just now I saw Professor Jiang vomiting blood again!"
After a while, Feng Jingmin couldn't help but give a reminder when he saw that Yang Fan had no intention of continuing to treat Professor Jiang.
This time, Feng Jingmin was injured at the same time as Professor Jiang. They were brothers in the same boat. Now that his injury has fully recovered, he naturally couldn't bear to see Professor Jiang continue to suffer from the pain.
"No rush, no rush!" Yang Fan waved his hand slightly and said: "Professor Jiang's injury looks serious, but in fact it is far from the level that threatens his life. Even if he is not treated, he will not die."
"On the other hand, Professor Gu and Professor Liu are the second oldest ones!" Yang Fan looked at Professor Gu and Professor Liu and said, "We are almost at the end of the lamp. If we don't get treatment in time, I'm afraid we won't be able to survive again." I can’t survive another half month.”
When Feng Jingmin and others heard this, they looked startled and looked up at Gu Gu and Liu Lao in disbelief.
"Professor Gu, Professor Liu, and Classmate Yang Fan are all telling the truth. Are your injuries really that serious?"
Gu Gu shook his head slightly and smiled. He couldn't help but look up at Yang Fan and said softly: "Is it still so long like half a month? I thought there were only less than ten days left at most."
"I have lived here for more than fifty years, and it is almost time to leave."
"Yes." Mr. Liu also joked: "As early as three days ago, we have prepared incense for ourselves. We hope that after we die, we can still go to the Hall of Heroes and see the old people. friend!"
When talking about death, the two looked calm and there was no trace of fear in their eyes.
Mr. Hu and Mr. Zhao who were sitting next to them also looked understanding and were not surprised at all.
These four people have already taken life and death lightly and have no fear in their hearts.
Yang Fan couldn't help but admire him.
Anyway, if it were him, he would definitely not be able to be so calm when facing the end of his life.
"Old professor, don't be so pessimistic. Classmate Yang Fan is an emperor-level physician. With his presence, he can definitely heal the old injuries of the four professors and restore your strength to the original state!"
Feng Jingmin earnestly persuaded him. He had personally experienced the power of Yang Fan's healing skills and had full confidence in Yang Fan's medical skills.
Yang Fan also nodded: "Well, Professor Feng is right!"
The corner of Gu Gu's mouth twitched. This boy is really not narcissistic. He is very confident in his medical skills!
However, for young people, it is good to have confidence, as long as you are not arrogant and arrogant.
The old man shook his head slightly: "No need, I know Yang Fan's medical skills are good, but there is no need to waste too many resources on us mortals."
"Our time has come. Our lifespan has expired. It has nothing to do with our injuries. Even if our injuries can be cured, our lost vitality and lifespan will never come back!"
“Furthermore, to be arrogant, we old guys were already at the peak of the Emperor level fifty years ago, and our strength is unfathomable.
Although his cultivation has been abolished in these years, his understanding of the rules of the great avenue has never stopped, so that he can enter the Hall of Heroes after death and provide more opportunities for future students to understand the rules. "
"Now, our true strength has most likely reached the half-step emperor level. Even if Yang Fan is an emperor-level doctor, he may not be able to heal our injuries."
"So, classmate Yang Fan."
Gu Gu raised his head and glanced at Yang Fan, then chuckled:
"We appreciate your kindness. However, you should save your mental strength to treat warriors who are more worthy of treatment. Don't waste your time on us. It's not worth it."
Upon hearing the ancient explanation, Qin Zheng and Zhu Hongcai were suddenly enlightened and at the same time in awe.
No wonder that after hearing that Yang Fan was an emperor-level physician, the four old professors were only slightly surprised on their faces and were not as ecstatic as they imagined.
It turns out that the real reason lies in this.
Because there is nothing to ask for, there is nothing to desire!
They have long been prepared to leave this world at any time!
(End of chapter)