"So, Student Yang Fan, please treat Professor Jiang Junior first. He's still young, only a little over 160 years old. His survival value is much higher than us old things!"
Old Gu refused again. At the same time, he shifted his gaze to Professor Jiang, who was still vomiting blood from time to time.
"No!" Yang Fan shook his head decisively again. "For me, it's not about whether he is worth saving, but whether he should be saved!"
"You two seniors are more seriously injured, so you naturally have to be treated first. As for Professor Jiang, he will die soon. There's really no hurry! "
No one noticed that after Yang Fan said this, the veins on Professor Jiang's head, who had been lying unconscious on the bed, unconsciously bulged.
It seemed that he was angered by Yang Fan.
After all, this was the second time that Yang Fan had refused to treat him.
Damn it.
They were all seriously injured, but why did it feel like Old Feng and Old Gu were his biological sons, and he was the only one who was raised by his stepmother?
Even if he isn't going to die anytime soon, you should at least give him something to stop the blood from accumulating in his chest!
"Kid, why are you so stubborn?!"
Old Gu frowned and said unhappily, "I already said that we don't need treatment. Do you not understand or what?"
"Hurry up, don't waste time with us. Go do what you need to do!"
The old man began to raise his hand to drive them away, refusing to accept treatment.
Yang Fan stood still and said one sentence, which made the four old men change their minds instantly.
"I need a half-step Monarch Realm expert to improve my experience in treating high-level Martial Emperors. This will be of great help to me in treating other high-level Martial Emperors in the future. I hope that the four seniors can help me!"
The corner of Old Gu's mouth twitched.
He was about to refuse, but he swallowed back the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
He glanced at Yang Fan with a strange expression. So the reason why this kid was so attentive just now was to use us old guys as experimental subjects?
"So you're saying that us old fogies can still be reused to help you improve your healing skills?"
Although Professor Gu was very unhappy, he still asked softly.
Yang Fan hurriedly shook his head in denial and said, "If Senior wants to understand it this way, then this student has no choice."
"However, I'll make it clear in advance. In my heart, the four seniors are all heroes of the human race who fought hard to kill the Demon Beasts. I've never thought of you as trash! I hope you don't belittle yourselves and have confidence in yourselves! "
The corner of Professor Gu's mouth twitched. Why did these words sound so awkward?
Raising his head and looking at the serious Yang Fan, the old man curled his lips and raised his eyebrows. "You speak as if it's true. You brat, don't tell me you're deliberately saying this to trick us?"
They even knew the word "trick". These old men were indeed prehistoric humans. Well, they were antiques from before the Federation's history began.
Yang Fan's heart was touched. No wonder he always felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity from these old men. Especially when Professor Gu scolded the Principal and said, "What the hell are you doing?" It made him feel as if he had found his hometown accent.
It made Yang Fan feel as if he had returned to Chengdu in the 21st century, back to the time when he was still a single man suffering from depression.
Old seniors who had walked all the way from the golden age but still had such noble character were becoming fewer and fewer. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that they were as rare as phoenix feathers and unicorn horns.
Therefore, regardless of whether they agreed or not, Yang Fan wanted to save them.
"Don't worry about whether it's a trick or not. Just tell me if you're willing or not!"
Yang Fan once again said, "Do you want to die quietly like this, or continue to shine at the last moment and contribute your last bit of strength to the Federation and the human race? Choose for yourselves!"
While speaking, Yang Fan's mental strength wasn't idle either. He was continuously using his Charm skill on the four old men in front of him.
He didn't have any other intentions. He was purely doing this as a precaution.
After all, all of them were Half-step Monarch Realm experts, and they were huge thighs. So, if he didn't seize this opportunity to hug them while they were weak, then it would be difficult to hug them again once they recovered.
Not to mention that one couldn't judge a book by its cover.
Even though these four old men were able to act so righteously and calmly when they were in a hopeless situation, no one could guarantee that their mentality wouldn't change once their strength, their life force was completely replenished, and their lifespan returned to the standard of an Emperor Realm expert.
No matter what, it wasn't bad for Yang Fan to take precautions in advance.
"You used a charm skill on the half-step Monarch Realm expert (heavily injured) Gu Zeyan. The charm failed. Gu Zeyan was affected and didn't think much of it. Spiritual Energy + 1. Skill Proficiency + 2. "
"You used a charm skill on the half-step Monarch Realm expert (heavily injured) Gu Zeyan. 26% chance of successfully activating the charm skill. Gu Zeyan's favorability towards you has increased greatly. Spiritual Energy + 2. Willpower + 2. Skill Proficiency + 4."
"…"
"You used a charm skill on the half-step Monarch Realm expert (heavily injured) Gu Zeyan. The charm failed. Gu Zeyan was affected and didn't think much of it. Spiritual Energy + 1. Skill Proficiency + 2. "
"You used a charm skill on the half-step Monarch Realm expert (heavily injured) Liu Silong. 26% chance of successfully activating the charm skill. Liu Silong's favorability towards you has increased greatly. Spiritual Energy + 2. Willpower + 2. Skill Proficiency + 4."
"…"
In just a few minutes, Yang Fan had successfully charmed all four old professors and refreshed everyone's favorability to the limit in one fell swoop.
Now, the four old men looked at Yang Fan with eyes that were even more affectionate than their own great-grandchildren. They were extremely kind.
"Are you trying to provoke me?!" Professor Gu frowned and then smiled. He chuckled and said, "You don't say, this old man likes your tricks! You just want to use us to practice, right? No problem! "
"Come, come, come. How do you want to practice? Don't be shy with us grandpas!"
The corners of Yang Fan's mouth twitched.
Why does it sound like he's scolding me?
However, when he thought about the age of these old men, not to mention being his grandfather, even his grandfather's grandfather was probably old enough to be his grandfather's grandfather. So, grandpa? Grandpa? Elder?!
"Cough cough!"
At this time, Professor Jiang, who had been lying on the bed opposite and vomiting blood, also coughed twice. He struggled to sit up on the bed and waved at Yang Fan in a weak voice.
"Well, Yang Fan, actually, I think I should be able to save you!"
"I'm not asking for much. Before you treat Professor Gu and the others, can you stop the internal bleeding in my chest and lungs first?"
"I feel that if the bleeding isn't stopped, it'll be full soon … full …"
What a sad greeting. It was simply heartbreaking and tearful.
No one expected Professor Jiang's desire to live to be so strong. When everyone was subconsciously ignoring him, he actually got up and asked for help.
Feng Jingmin's expression changed. He quickly appeared in front of Professor Jiang and raised his hand to support his body, which could fall again at any time.
"Brother Jiang, don't worry. Yang Fan didn't say that he wouldn't treat you. Come on, lie down first. Don't be agitated …"
Professor Jiang struggled for a while. "Lie … I can't lie down … The blood in my chest is full. If I lie down, it'll overflow!"
Feng Jingmin: "…"
"Student Yang Fan, do you think … you should treat Professor Jiang first to stop the bleeding?" Feng Jingmin could not help but ask for help for Professor Jiang again.
Yang Fan looked back at Professor Jiang seriously and shook his head slightly. "It's normal for water to overflow when it's full. You don't have to worry too much."
"Listen to me. This is all stagnant blood and bad blood. If it's full, you have to spit it out decisively. You'll get used to it after spitting it out!"
This time, even Professor Gu could not stand it anymore.
This was too perfunctory, wasn't it?
What did he mean by getting used to it after spitting it out? How could anyone get used to spitting blood?
It was obvious that Yang Fan was deliberately targeting Little Jiang. He was showing off that he did not want to treat Little Jiang in advance!
Could it be that they had some grudges before?
But even if they had some grudges, you can't joke at this time. A life is at stake, you know?
Just as he was about to say something to persuade him, he saw Yang Fan winking at him. Professor Gu was stunned. He was about to persuade Yang Fan when his tone changed.
"Little Jiang, you're still young. Hold on a little longer. It'll be fine!"
"Our young friend Yang Fan is an emperor-level doctor. He can't be wrong. You just have to wait a little longer and spit out all the stagnant blood and bad blood in your chest!"
Professor Jiang's face darkened. Fortunately, he did not spit out another mouthful of black blood.
His face showed an indignant expression that said, "Are you all kidding me?"
Reality proved that he was indeed raised by a stepmother. Not only did Yang Fan dislike him, but even the virtuous and respected Professor Gu had started to go astray.
Was there any justice left?!
Yang Fan did not pay attention to Professor Jiang's angry expression. He had already begun to quietly perform advanced treatment on the four old professors, Gu, Zhao, Hu, and Liu.
At the same time, he took out four seventh-grade emperor-level Golden Soul-Refining Pills and secretly threw them into the mouths of the four old professors with the Elixir Throwing Technique.
The cultivation of these four people had now fallen to the level of an ordinary Guru. They had full confidence in Yang Fan and were not on guard at all. Therefore, the Elixir Throwing Technique was successful.
In the blink of an eye, the four Seventh Grade Emperor Grade Soul Refining Golden Pills all entered their mouths without leaving a trace. They quickly vaporized and drilled into their Knowledge Seas, silently repairing and nourishing their Soul Origins that had been dried up for a long time.
External treatment of old injuries, internal treatment of the Divine Soul.
Under the two-pronged treatment, the cultivation strength of the four old professors, Gu, Zhao, Hu, and Liu, were rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This was especially so for Old Professor Liu. He was a Spirit Monarch himself, so the Emperor-level Soul Refining Golden Pill was even more effective for him. In just a few breaths of time, the powerful willpower unique to Emperor-level powerhouses once again appeared on his body.
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