In horror, he couldn't care about his pain and turned around instinctively to escape.

Ling Luoyu's eyes squinted at that moment, his slender fingers popped out, profound energy burst out, and it instantly crushed his calf.

"boom!"

The bones of the right calf penetrated through, and the blood was flowing.

"what"

Doctor Chen screamed and threw out.

Regardless of the pain, he sat up in horror, looked at the injured leg, almost collapsed.

"Help...help...who will help me..."

Everyone: "..."

Aren't you a doctor? !

With such a small injury, I am embarrassed to call for help here! ?

Contempt in the heart, the eyes of everyone seemed to be a little ridiculous for an instant, and they were too lazy to look at him again, pretending to be blind and ignoring his call for help, let alone someone going up to help.

Ling Luoyu pointedly abolished Doctor Cheng, did not even look at him, but concentrated on untying Shu Haotian's clothes.

On his heart, there was an irregular red mark, shaking tremblingly with the ups and downs of his breathing.

Ling Luoyu's eyes turned to his cheek.

This is a standard buttery face, with thin skin and tender flesh, long black eyebrows, slightly curled eyelashes, and under the straight nose, a pale lip of moderate thickness.

Because of the sun's scorching, his bare skin appeared purple-red.

Ling Luoyu's fingertips touched the red mark, and with a slight pressure, Shu Haotian's body trembled suddenly.

"He was hurt!"

Someone spoke quickly and pointed his finger at the red seal.

"The bag of grain was dropped on his place at the time!"

Ling Luoyu had no words, and with his backhand he pulled out the hosta from his head, burned the tip of the hairpin with a fire zipper, turned his wrist over and pierced Shu Haotian's heart steadily.

"What are you doing?!" someone exclaimed.

Shu Haotian was already dying, and his heart vein was injured again, wouldn't it mean that he was directly killed.

"His heart pulse was congested due to the severe injury, and the blood pressure blocked his heart pulse, making his already struggling heart even weaker, so he was in a coma..."

Doctor Chen couldn't care about the pain in his body, and looked at her with a wicked look.

"You are crazy... He was weak in his heart, and the blood was not circulating well, so you actually bleed him... If you do this, his blood will be cut off and he will die directly..."

Ling Luoyu didn't bother to pay attention to him, flipped his fingertips, started with a pill, and stuffed it into Shu Haotian's mouth calmly.

Bloodletting with a hosta is the quickest solution, but also the most sad.

Doctor Chen is right.

Shu Haotian was weak and unable to supply blood. Now his heart is damaged and blood is lost. For him, bleeding is equivalent to drinking poison to quench thirst and seeking death.

If she hadn't had a life-sustaining medicine, she would not dare to use such a rough method.

The pill melted in the mouth, turned into a clear stream, and entered the throat along the lips.

The effect of the medicine dispersed, Shu Haotian's throat let out a faint moan and moan.

"Woke up"

Zuo Lan screamed in disbelief, and looked at Ling Luoyu with shock.

"Little brother, you are a god... how is he now?"

Ling Luoyu frantically curled his lips: "My Hades wants him to enter the world of Yang, and the Yinsi must let go..."

His eyes turned slightly and fell on Doctor Chen's body.

"But if you want someone to die for the third watch, you will never leave him until the fifth watch!"

Doctor Chen trembled in his cold and thin eyes.

"What are you doing?!"

Ling Luoyu Xiecheng sneered, grabbed his gusset, poured everything inside to the ground, and took out a small black bottle from it.

"what is this?!"