Did you get slapped in the face?
Ga ga ga …
Qin Zheng felt a little refreshed. His state of mind was instantly balanced.
Humans were like this. When they were the only ones who got slapped in the face, their mood would be very bad and very awkward.
However, when he saw that there were a lot of people who got slapped in the face like him, he suddenly felt that perhaps his previous awkwardness wasn't that bad after all.
Although he had always respected Old Gu, Old Zhao and the other seniors, when he saw so many of his fellow sufferers suffering together with him, he felt a lot better.
However.
When Qin Zheng's gaze swept past the four old professors, he saw that the four old professors only had a trace of astonishment on their faces at the very beginning. After that, they once again returned to their previous tranquility. He knew that he might have thought too much.
Although these four old professors had been in a half crippled state for the past several tens of years and were unable to use even a portion of their cultivation, their mental state cultivation had never faltered.
They had already become indifferent to life and death. They had even prepared their own incense sticks and placed them in their rooms. Why would they care about a little bit of embarrassment on their faces?
"As expected of an Emperor level doctor. It seems that Little Feng won't die. The incense sticks in I's room can also be saved. How fortunate!"
Old Gu raised his hand and stroked his chin. Although he didn't have a beard, he still calmly stroked his chin.
"That's right. Our Human Federation has finally produced an Emperor level doctor. In the future, even if the Treaty of Emperors is nullified, our Human Emperors won't have to be so cautious like before. We won't dare to rashly risk our lives against the Demon Race's Emperor level experts!"
"God bless the Human Race!"
"How fortunate!"
The other three old men also raised their hands and stroked their chins. They were greatly comforted. The gaze with which they looked at Yang Fan was kind and amiable. It was as if they were looking at their own great-grandson.
At this moment, Yang Fan didn't have the time to bother with them. He continued to focus on using Advanced Healing Technique on Feng Jingmin.
"… …"
"You used Advanced Healing Technique on level six Martial Emperor Feng Jingmin. The treatment was successful. Feng Jingmin's injuries have greatly improved. Spirit + 2, Spirit + 2, Skill Proficiency + 10."
"You used Advanced Healing Technique on level six Martial Emperor Feng Jingmin. The treatment was successful. Feng Jingmin's injuries have completely improved. Spirit + 2, Spirit + 2, Spirit + 2, Skill Proficiency + 10."
He only used it seven times.
The injuries on Feng Jingmin's body had already recovered. He sat up from the bed and turned his head to look around.
Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?
After the initial confusion and confusion, Feng Jingmin quickly woke up completely because he had already recognized the four professors sitting in front of his bed at this moment.
"Many thanks to the four seniors for saving me. Jing Min is eternally grateful!"
Feng Jingmin immediately got off the bed and respectfully bowed to Gu, Zhao, Hu, and Liu to express his gratitude.
Because in his eyes, among the seven people present, only the four old seniors in front of him were the most likely to be the benefactors who could cure him.
After all, he was an old senior. Even though he was injured and his cultivation was mostly crippled, his experience was still there. It was inevitable that he would have some backup plans.
As for Zhu Hongcai and Qin Zheng, Feng Jingmin was very familiar with them and knew that they had no such ability.
As for the youngster Yang Fan, he was directly ignored by Feng Jingmin. A youngster who hadn't even grown out his hair was most likely here to gain experience and was not worth paying attention to.
Gu Yu smiled awkwardly. He had an impulse to kick this guy who didn't have good eyesight to the ground.
Wasn't this deliberately slapping their faces?
Just now, they were slapped by Yang Fan. After all, he had real ability. Slapping them was just slapping them.
However, Feng Jingmin, an injured person who was being treated, jumped out and slapped them. He truly deserved a beating!
Although they were old, they still cared about their face.
"You are thanking the wrong person!" Gu Yu glared at Xiao Feng with an unhappy expression. He raised his hand and pointed and said, "Your true savior is standing behind you right now!"
Feng Jingmin suddenly turned his head with a startled expression.
Are you sure you are not joking? The person who saved me is actually a seventeen or eighteen year old youngster?
It can't be, right?
This is simply unheard of, right?
Feng Jingmin began to doubt himself. He felt that he hadn't completely woken up from his coma. Everything in front of him was all an illusion!
At this moment, Zhu Hongcai hurriedly whispered a reminder, "Master, this is student Yang Fan, the Federation's newly promoted Emperor-level doctor. He was the one who pulled you back from the brink of death just now!"
It couldn't be helped. Yang Fan's age and cultivation were simply too deceptive. If ordinary people didn't see it with their own eyes, they wouldn't believe that Yang Fan had the strength of an Emperor-level doctor.
Along the way, Zhu Hongcai had already seen too many people being slapped in the face by Yang Fan. He didn't want his master to experience it again.
Feng Jingmin took a serious look at Zhu Hongcai. After confirming that this disciple wasn't joking with him, he finally restrained the doubt and disdain on his face in time. He turned around and bowed to Yang Fan again.
"Thank you, little brother, for saving my life. I can't thank you enough!"
His attitude was sincere and his words were strict. There was nothing wrong with them.
Yang Fan nodded slightly and said with a light smile, "Professor Feng, you're too kind. It's my honor to be able to treat an Emperor-level hero like Professor Feng!
"I'm Yang Fan, a freshman in the Martial Arts Department this year. I'm here to pay my respects to the seniors seated here!"
It was only then that Yang Fan formally introduced himself. At the same time, he bowed to Gu, Zhao, and the other old professors again.
It was different from when he first came in and greeted the four old men. This time, Gu, Zhao, Hu, and Liu all stood up from their chairs and smiled at Yang Fan at the same time.
Yang Fan had used facts to prove his strength. The treatment he received was naturally different from before.
"You're actually a student of our martial arts university? Not bad, not bad! "
"Young and promising. You have the demeanor of a prodigy when I was young!"
"You're already an Emperor-level doctor when you're only a Level Nine Telekinesis Master. If you break through in the future and become a King or even a Venerable Emperor, won't you be able to treat the injuries of an Emperor-level powerhouse?"
"Young man, you can do it. I have high hopes for you!"
The four old men praised Yang Fan one after another. The atmosphere was harmonious and friendly. Yang Fan felt extremely comfortable and could not help but want to let them praise him for a while longer.
"Student Yang Fan, do you think we should also treat Professor Jiang? I saw him vomit blood just now!"
After a while, Feng Jingmin could not help but remind him when he saw that Yang Fan had no intention of continuing to treat Professor Jiang.
This time, Feng Jingmin had been injured together with Professor Jiang. They could be said to be brothers in distress. Now that his injuries had completely recovered, he could not bear to see Professor Jiang continue to suffer.
"No rush, no rush!" Yang Fan waved his hand slightly and said, "Professor Jiang's injuries look serious, but they're far from threatening his life. He won't die even if we don't treat him."
"Professor Gu and Professor Liu, you two old men!" Yang Fan sized up Professor Gu and Professor Liu and said, "He's already at the end of his rope. If he's not treated in time, I'm afraid he won't even last half a month."
Feng Jingmin and the others were stunned when they heard that. They looked up at Old Man Gu and Old Liu in disbelief.
"Professor Gu, Professor Liu, is what Student Yang Fan said true? Are your injuries really that serious?"
Old Man Gu shook his head slightly and smiled. He could not help but look up at Yang Fan and said calmly, "There's still half a month left? I thought there were less than ten days left at most. "
"We've been living here for more than fifty years. It's about time to leave."
"That's right." Old Liu also laughed and said, "We've already prepared incense for ourselves three days ago. We hope that after we die, we can still visit the Martyr's Palace and see our old friends!"
When they spoke of death, their expressions were calm and there was not a hint of fear in their eyes.
Old Man Hu and Old Man Zhao, who were sitting beside them, also had an understanding look on their faces. They were not surprised at all.
These four people had long seen through life and death and were fearless.
Yang Fan could not help but admire them.
In any case, if it were him, he would not be able to remain so calm when facing the end of his life.
"Don't be so pessimistic, Old Professor. Yang Fan is an emperor-level doctor. With him around, he'll definitely be able to treat your old injuries and restore your strength!"
Feng Jingmin persuaded. He had personally experienced the power of Yang Fan's healing skills and was very confident in Yang Fan's medical skills.
Yang Fan nodded in agreement. "Yes, Professor Feng is right!"
The corner of Old Man Gu's mouth twitched. This kid was really more than a little narcissistic. He was very confident in his medical skills!
However, it was good for young people to be confident, as long as they weren't arrogant.
The old man shook his head slightly. "No need. I know Student Yang Fan's medical skills are good, but there's no need to waste too many resources on people like us who are bound to die."
"Our time is up and our lifespans are exhausted. It has nothing to do with our injuries. Even if our injuries can be healed, our lost vitality and lifespan can't be regained!"
"Moreover, to be arrogant and conceited, us old fellows have already reached the peak of emperor-level fifty years ago. Our strength is unfathomable.
Even though our cultivations have been crippled all these years, our comprehension of the Laws of the Grand Dao has never stopped. It was all for the sake of being able to enter the Martyr's Palace after our deaths and provide an opportunity for future students to comprehend the Laws of the Grand Dao. "
"Now, our true strength is very likely at the Half-step Monarch Realm. Even if Student Yang Fan is an Emperor Rank physician, he might not be able to heal our injuries."
"So, Student Yang Fan."
Old Man Gu raised his head to glance at Yang Fan and chuckled.
"We appreciate your good intentions. However, you should save your Spiritual Energy to treat more worthy cultivators. Don't waste your time on us. It isn't worth it. "
Qin Zheng and Zhu Hongcai instantly came to a realization when they heard Old Man Gu's explanation, and they were filled with deep veneration.
No wonder the four old professors were only slightly surprised when they heard that Yang Fan was an Emperor Rank physician, and they weren't as overjoyed as they had imagined.
So that was the real reason.
Because they had nothing to ask for, they had no desires!
They were prepared to leave this world at any time!
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