Startled, he ignored his own pain, instinctively turned to escape.

Ling Luoyu's eye light in that instant squint, finger pop-up, mysterious gas burst, instant rout in his calf.

"Bang!"

The broken bones of the right leg run through and the blood flows like a stream.

"Ah..."

Dr. Chen screamed and fell out.

Regardless of the pain, he sat up in terror, looking at the injured leg, almost collapsed.

"Help Help Who will help me... "

All of them said, "well

Aren't you a doctor?!

It's such a small injury. It's good to call for help here!?

In the heart of disdain, people look at the eyes of a moment more a bit of ridicule, too lazy to look at him, as if blind to ignore his call for help, let alone someone to help.

Ling Luoyu abandoned doctor Cheng with a finger. He didn't look at him. Instead, he untied Shu Haotian's clothes.

In his heart, there is an irregular red mark, with the ups and downs of his breathing, trembling.

Ling Luoyu's eyes turned to his cheek.

This is a standard cream face with tender skin, long black eyebrows, curly eyelashes, and a pale, thick and suitable lip under the nose.

Because of the sun's scorching, his exposed skin appears purple red.

Ling Luoyu's fingertips touch the red print, a little press, Shu Haotian's body suddenly trembles.

"He's the one who got hurt!"

Someone spoke quickly and raised his hand to the red seal.

"At that time, the sack of grain fell on his place!"

Ling Luoyu had no words. He pulled out the hairpin from his head with his back hand and burned it with a fire clasp. After that, his wrist turned over and stabbed Shu Haotian's heart.

"What are you doing?" Someone screamed.

Shu Haotian was already in a state of exhaustion, and his heart pulse was damaged again. It was not equal to directly killing him.

"His heart pulse was bruised because of the heavy injury, and the blood pressure blocked his heart pulse, which made his heart even more weak, so he was in a coma..."

Dr. Chen ignored the pain in his body and looked at her in the face of hell.

"You're crazy His heart is weak, and his blood is not smooth. You should even bleed him If you do this, he will be cut off from blood and die directly... "

Ling Luoyu is too lazy to pay attention to him. He turns his fingertips, starts with a pill, and puts it quietly into Shu Haotian's mouth.

Bloodletting with Hosta is the fastest solution, but also the most heartbreaking pulse.

Dr. Chen is right.

Shu Haotian was weak, blood supply is not up, now the heart is damaged, blood loss, for him, bloodletting is equivalent to drinking poison to quench thirst, seeking his own way to death.

She didn't dare to use elixir to continue her life.

The pill melts in the mouth, turns into a clear stream, and goes into the throat along the lips.

The medicine effect is dispersive, Shu Haotian's throat sends out a faint groan and groan.

"Wake up..."

Zuo LAN exclaimed in disbelief. His face was shocked and looked at Ling Luoyu.

"Little brother, you are a God How is he now? "

Ling Luoyu Jie crazily hooked his lips: "if my Yama wants him to enter the Yang world, the scrotum has to make way for him..."

The light of the eyes turned slightly and fell on Doctor Chen.

"But if you want someone to die on the third watch, you won't leave him till the fifth."

In the cool and thin eyes, Doctor Chen shivered all over.

"What are you doing?"

Ling Luoyu sneered and grabbed his girdle bag. He poured all the contents on the ground and took out a small black bottle from it.

"What is this?"

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