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Snapped--

The slap was so clear and loud that several nurses in the ward were frightened.

Fang Mo slapped Dong Shenghui's Tianling Cap. There was no ink mark on his hand, and he didn't explain too much to them.

The silver needles in his hand landed on Dong Shenghui's body one after another, forming a certain pattern like a formation of troops.

If you look carefully, you can even find that the acupuncture points where he put the needles are just enough to piece together a pattern of the Big Dipper.

"It's over, it's over. The person is dead. Mr. Dong's death was too sudden. Where are the family members? Are there any family members present?"

"Who is he? We can't let this person do evil things to the body. Go call the family members."

Several young nurses didn't realize it until Fang Mo started acupuncture, and they quickly ran out of the ward and shouted.

Hearing this, there were bursts of exclamations outside the door.

Especially Dong Shenghui's family members and Ma Jiaqi were stunned when they heard this.

Immediately, the two of them rushed into the ward.

The moment she saw Fang Mo, Ma Jiaqi's face suddenly darkened.

It's him?

When did he come in?

Could it be that he just took advantage of the chaos and sneaked in?

"Who told you to touch my husband..."

The next moment, Ms. Li took two steps forward and looked at Fang Mo with tearful eyes.

Especially when she noticed that the various instruments became a straight line, her steps became a little sloppy and she almost fell to the ground.

Thinking of the words of the nurses just now, I felt my head buzzing.

"Are you guys... I, my husband is really dead? Is he hopeless?"

"Three masters, please, please take action, please save him, no matter what the cost."

The next moment, Ms. Li grabbed the arm of San Xiong from the Blood-clothed Sect, breaking down and bursting into tears.

After hearing this, one of the blood-robed figures glanced at the instrument, and all the indicators were almost negative.

It was too late for a thoracotomy now.

After thinking about this, he came to a conclusion lightly.

"We can't save him. He's already dead. Even we can't save him."

boom--

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the room, including Ma Jiaqi, suddenly became quiet.

died! ?

really dead?

Can't save it?

At this moment, one of the young nurses pointed at Fang Mo, who was busy next to the hospital bed, and said with an ugly smile;

"Do any of Mr. Dong's family members know this person?"

"Mr. Dong passed away suddenly just now. Before we could call the doctor, he rushed in and gave Mr. Dong an injection..."

"Ms. Li, we are not sure whether this person rushed in and tampered with the corpse. Is he the doctor you invited?"

As soon as these words came out, everyone's attention returned to Fang Mo.

doctor! ?

Doctor shit.

Ma Jiaqi glared at Fang Mo fiercely.

The three heroes of the Blood Clothes Sect frowned;

"Everyone is dead, what is this kid doing here pretending to be a ghost?"

"Let him get out of here quickly. Do you want to watch the body being wantonly destroyed by such an outsider?"

"Idiot, if something goes wrong if you mess with the body, you have to be responsible, do you understand?"

"I think it was because this kid was operating carelessly in the ward that he killed the patient. This has nothing to do with our three heroes of the Blood-clothed Sect. If you want to pursue the case, just go to him."

The three of them talked about it and completely dismissed the responsibility.

Ms. Li and Ma Jiaqi looked at Fang Mo with a hint of evil in their eyes.

At this moment, Fang Mo said something without looking back while inserting the needle.

"Who told you that he was dead?"

not dead! ?

Ms. Li's heart suddenly hung in her throat.

"Nonsense, simply nonsense. The three heroes of the Blood Clothes Sect are famous in Asia. They have treated countless patients. Can't they even tell the difference between the dead and the living?"

At this moment, Ma Jiaqi added another sentence and poured a basin of cold water on her.

She didn't have a good impression of Fang Mo, and when she saw the young man touching the corpse, she couldn't help but scold him.

"Rescuing people indiscriminately is equivalent to killing people, not to mention who knows whether your kid has good intentions or bad intentions? If you disrespect the corpse again, believe it or not, Ms. Li will call the police and convict you later."

Hearing this, Fang Mo curled his lips disdainfully.

"What the Sakurajima people can't do doesn't mean the Chinese people can't do it either."

"Those three are nothing but bears. If you don't have the skills or abilities, just say a few words. Adding drama to yourself for no reason will only make you appear ignorant."

There was no good feeling between Fang Mo and Xueyi Sect because of Keiichiro Okamoto's previous relationship.

Fang Mo had no qualms about criticizing them.

As soon as these words came out, the faces of the three heroes of the Blood Clothes Sect darkened.

"Ignorant? You actually say we are ignorant?"

The three heroes of the Blood-clothed Sect are highly sought after in Sakurajima and are known as the number one miracle doctors.

Now it has reached the mouth of an unknown young Chinese man, but he has become an ignorant person.

The three of them couldn't help but feel a surge of anger in their hearts.

"Then tell us, how can you save a dead person?"

"I told you not to add drama, but who told you he was dead?"

Fang Mo retorted unceremoniously.

The three heroes of the Blood-clothed Sect were immediately aroused;

"Madam, are you going to allow him to disrespect your husband's body like this? The person is already dead, and the body still needs to be mutilated."

"That's right, are all you Chinese charlatans so arrogant?"

"I, the three heroes of the Blood-clothed Sect, have traveled thousands of miles to come to China, not just to be pointed out by a young boy."

Fang Mo glanced at the pale Ms. Li beside him;

"If you don't want your husband to be misdiagnosed like this and buried underground as a dead man."

"I suggest you don't listen to them. Give me 5 minutes and I'll give you a lively husband."

Hearing this, Ms. Li's eyes became hesitant.

"Seven minutes?"

"Don't say 5 minutes. Even if it's 10 or [-] minutes, you can't save him."

Bragging is not a draft.

Can you be more powerful than the three heroes of the Blood Clothes Sect?

"Sister Li, everyone is dead, and the dead are the most important. Let Mr. Dong rest in peace."

"The three heroes have all determined Mr. Dong's death. You don't really want to believe that a young man in his early 20s who knows any medical skills can turn the tide and save people, right?"

"He was just trying to please others by trying to gain favor for the Song family. When he failed in the end, he tried his best to erase our impression of the Song family..."

Ma Jiaqi's tone was unkind.

After saying this, he pointed at several nurses and said angrily;

"Why don't you call the security to drive him out quickly?"

Suddenly, a steady voice came from not far away.

"Don't even touch Fang Mo."

"Let him save me. I'll take responsibility for whatever happens."

Everyone was stunned when they heard the sound.

Ms. Li turned around and was shocked. Her voice could not help but rise several decibels;

"Ma...Ma Xuejiu? Why did you get out of bed?"

"Isn't your liver failure severe enough to require dialysis?"