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Hu Yibao locked the location of the wound in the blink of an eye.

"It's here!"

Hu Yibao grasped the heart!

Pressed Wang Yifeng's heart wound.

The dexterous hands allow Hu Yibao to hold the beating heart without trembling at all.

The strength surging in his body allowed his palm to hold his heart to the peak of human beings.

The effect is immediate.

blood.

It no longer gushes out from his chest.

The surroundings fell silent for an instant.

Everyone watched this scene in disbelief.

"This f*ck has successfully stopped the bleeding."

"I've never heard of this method of stopping bleeding in my life!"

"He should have already held the heart!"

"Blood Hand Ren Tu, this is an instant transformation into a blood-clothed angel."

"I have to say that this person's hands are really steady, and he should also have a good understanding of human body structure. If he doesn't dissect a hundred or eighty corpses, he probably won't be able to reach this level."

"The only one who can save people like this is the God of Medicine."

At this moment, the image of Hu Yibao, in the minds of everyone, instantly elevated a Mount Everest.

Listen to the discussions of the people around you.

Zou Guo and Zou Guowu also turned their heads and looked over, their faces full of astonishment.

Hold the heart with your bare hands.

Forcibly stop the bleeding.

My uncle's medical skills.

When was it so powerful! ?

The dean looked at this scene with a blank expression. Although he guessed what Hu Yibao was going to do, he really didn't expect that he would succeed in one go, and he still completely stopped the blood from gushing out of Wang Yifeng's body.

After recovering, the dean immediately shouted again.

"Hurry up!"

"Where did the stretcher go?"

The bleeding stopped, but Wang Yifeng is still in critical condition.

From now on, it is necessary to compete against the god of death against the clock.

Just then.

Three doctors were pushing a stretcher, and rushed from directly behind.

"The stretcher is here!"

"Let's make it!"

"Please give way!"

The crowd dispersed with a "hula".

The stretcher arrived beside Hu Yibao.

The doctors and nurses wanted to help Hu Yibao and carry Wang Yifeng onto the stretcher, but Hu Yibao stopped him immediately.

"Medical staff don't come here."

"Zou Guo, Zou Guowu, you carry his legs and head, and I will carry his body."

Now Wang Yifeng must reduce the bumps as much as possible.

Only people like Zou Guo and Zou Guowu who "lift weights like light" can reassure Hu Yibao.

"Yes, Uncle Master!"

After receiving Hu Yibao's order, the brothers Zou Guo and Zou Guowu came over immediately, one holding his head and the other holding his leg, while Hu Yibao held his heart with one hand and dragged Wang Yifeng's body flat with the other.

"Is that okay?"

the dean asked with concern.

No matter how you say it, Wang Yifeng is still an adult, with a weight of more than 150 kilograms. Even a strong man can't support an adult with one hand, and insert the other into his heart to help stop the bleeding.

This is just too dangerous.

Moreover, looking at Hu Yibao with thin arms and legs, he probably weighs less than 150 catties.

The dean thinks the risk is too great.

The other medical staff also wanted to stop Hu Yibao's behavior.

Now is not the time to be a hero.

In case of a mistake.

Wang Yifeng's body tilted slightly, and he might really be gone.

"Crack!"

"Crack!!"

Among the crowd of onlookers, someone has already taken out their mobile phone and took a picture of the scene in front of them.

Ignore those taking pictures.

Hu Yibao looked at the medical staff and wanted to come up to help, so he said immediately.

"Don't come here!"