Chapter 136 The First Radiant Physician

In the cliff peak of the ranking competition venue of colleges across the continent, in a tent-like medical room not far from the stadium, Yun Feng lay on a big** covered with white cloth with her eyes closed, but the snow-white sheets had been stained red by the blood constantly pouring from his chest at this time.

At this time, Yunfeng, lying on top, turned pale, and there was no trace of blood color at all. Her lips had turned purple, and her breathing was weak and could even be ignored.

"Quickly, stop him first, and then immediately start preparing for cell reconstruction and suture through the wound. Also, go to the blood bank immediately to prepare blood bags suitable for his blood. Hurry up."

A man in white, who seemed to be in his sixties, kept commanding and directing in the spacious tent room. Although he spoke quickly, his expression was extremely calm, clearly and seriously directing the glorious doctor of the room.

A long silver-white hair is scattered behind his back, and there are wrinkles on his face. Although he looks very old, his eyes reveal light from time to time. His eyes are not as cloudy as ordinary old people. Moreover, he can feel a sacred energy from his body. Quantity, but it seems to be very kind and peaceful.

He is the leading glorious doctor in the mainland, Murong Guangyang, a tenth-level glorious doctor. In the mainland, he is recognized as the first glorious doctor in the mainland. No one has ever dared to compete with him for this name, and no one will compete with him, because Murong Guangyang has always been based on saving people and never competed for fame and fortune. Therefore, Everyone on the land called him a true god sent by God to benefit people.

He once saved people from the whole continent. That year, a plague suddenly broke out on the mainland, and it was full of such a terrible plague. Murong Guangyang was only an eight-star glorious doctor at that time, but he found a way to cure this plague, and he almost traveled the whole continent. The plague on the mainland was suppressed.

He was from the Kingdom of Huatian. At that time, he first cured the plague in his own country. Then, he wanted to go to the mainland to tell everyone about the treatment of this plague, but he was stopped by the King of Huatian at that time and wanted to cherish himself and take the opportunity to dominate the mainland.

However, Murong Guangyang did not obey his king and did not care about power and money. He embarked on the journey of saving the mainland alone and told everyone how to cure the plague before the mainland could be saved. At that time, all the people on the mainland regarded the name Murong Guangyang as a god. In people's hearts, he was the real god.

At this time, this respected big man was here without putting on airs, did not look down on any of the injured, and tried his best to treat every injured person. This is the highest level of Dr. Guanghui.

A young Guanghui doctor in a white robe came behind Murong Guangyang and whispered in his ear, "Master, there is another injured person over there, and it looks more serious. Why don't you treat the heavier one first?"

Murong Guangyang frowned, sighed slightly, and said, "That injured man can't even be saved. Don't you see that? Although he is still hanging his last breath, the internal organs in his body have been completely dead, and the residual thunder and lightning energy in his body continues to destroy his body. That The lightning attribute is so destructive that even I have to worry about it. No matter how high my medical skills are, I will be powerless, alas--"

Looking at his master and saying that there was nothing he could do, the young Guanghui doctor nodded slightly in surprise. He was a disciple of Murong Guangyang. His master claimed that as long as the injured person still had a breath, he could definitely be saved, but now even his master There is no way to save that person, which means that this person really can't be saved.

At the same time, he was also surprised to think that the thunder attribute in this person's body was really so powerful that he actually made his master feel scrupulous. He once saw with his own eyes that his master broke the person's body when he was burned by the fire attribute in a person's body, and the strong fire attributes made Murong Guangyang It was swallowed, but it still saved the man, but now he dares not save the injured person with residual thunder attributes in his body.

"Instead of wasting time saving the dying person, it's better to save this still saved person first. If it's later, maybe one person can't be saved."

After saying that, Murong Guangyang had already come to the bedside where Yun Feng was lying. He frowned slightly and said solemnly, "This child looks about ten years old at most, but the wound in his chest is so serious. According to common sense, he can't stick to it until now, but why can he still live? What about? What?

Suddenly, a trace of surprise appeared on his face, his eyes widened, and looked at the wound in Yunfeng's chest with incredible eyes.

At this time, although there was still blood flowing through the wound in Yunfeng's chest, there was a layer of red light blocking the wound from spraying a lot of blood. Moreover, the red light was still repairing the serious penetrating wound on his chest. Yes, it was repairing, but the repair process was very slow. That's all.

Because of blood, ordinary people can't see the existence of this layer of red light without paying attention, but who is he? The first glorious doctor in the mainland can naturally feel the existence of this layer of red light, but even he can't understand what this layer of red light is.

What's going on? There is something in his body repairing the wound. How is this possible? In this case, even without my help, he should not die in the end, but you'd better do your part.

He silently thought that Murong Guangyang had begun to treat Yunfeng. He first hung a blood bag on a shelf next to him, then put the blood bag on it and injected blood into Yunfeng's body by infusion.

His hands were covered with a layer of milky light and said to the disciple beside him, "Take off his coat, and I will perform cell reconstruction and suture through the wound to him."

On the other side of the bed, his disciple nodded and began to untie Yunfeng's upper body clothes, but because Yunfeng's upper body clothes had been soaked with blood, the blood had coagulated and could not be taken off at all. After a long time, he sweated profusely, but he still did not take off his coat.

"Forget it, cut his coat with a knife."

Murong Guangyang picked up a knife beside him and handed it to his disciple. The young glorious master took the knife like an amnesty, and then cut off Yun Feng's blood-soaked coat.

After cutting off his coat, Yunfeng's chest, which was already covered with bright red blood, and the serious penetrating injury, was exposed.

Murong Guangyang put his hands covered with white light on Yunfeng's chest, and his expression became very solemn. He shouted softly and saw the white light on his hands, which completely covered Yunfeng's chest in an instant.

Seeing that his master had begun treatment, the young Guanghui doctor was watching quietly, and the other Guanghui doctors in the tent room also looked at this side quietly. Every time Murong Guangyang performed treatment to save people, they would watch quietly, one thing was to make Murong Guangyang have a Quiet environment, better to save people, secondly, they want to learn something in the process of Murong Guangyang saving people to increase their skills.

The treatment process is long, especially this very serious injury, which takes a long time. When Yunfeng, with her eyes closed, poured into her milky light into her chest, her eyebrows frowned slightly and the corners of her mouth couldn't help **, as if she was enduring some great pain.

Time passed by minute by, and white light kept flashing out of the spacious tent.

The calm treatment process lasted for half an hour, and a fine layer of sweat appeared on Murong Guangyang's forehead.

Suddenly, Murong Guangyang's face suddenly became relaxed, and the white light on his hands gradually weakened. Yunfeng's face, who was lying in **, had also regained some blood color, and his frowned eyebrows slowly unfolded.

With a gentle sigh of relief, Murong Guangyang withdrew his hands, and everyone around him looked at this side with expectation to see what was going on.

The young Guanghui doctor next to him smiled in his heart and said secretly: The people treated by my master can still be poor, which is definitely a perfect treatment.

As he expected, when Murong Guangyang's hands left Yunfeng's chest, they saw that the originally very serious penetrating wound in Yunfeng's chest had been completely healed, and the wound completely healed without leaving a trace of scar. The newborn skin was smooth and shiny, as if it had never been injured. It seems.

Seeing this scene, there was a burst of applause from the tent.

"It's worthy of being the first glorious doctor on the mainland. It's really worthy of the name. I'm not as good as such an ability."

"Yes, we may not be able to achieve the skills of Elder Murong in our life, alas, but we are satisfied to see each other today."

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The people in this tent are all face-to-faced Guanghui doctors on the mainland. They have been obsessed with medical maniacs since childhood and pursue the ultimate of medical skills, which is the goal they pursue in their lives. Today, how can they not be excited and sigh when they see the recognized first glorious doctor on the mainland to save people?

Murong Guangyang saw that the penetrating wound in Yunfeng's chest had been completely cured, and said to his disciple opposite him, "Wash his body. It has been cured now, but this penetrating injury may cause him some permanent damage. If he wakes up, tell him to feel it by himself. What's the problem? Well, I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to rest first.

After saying that, he had turned around and left the account room, and the remaining room was still under discussion.

Hearing Murong Guangyang say that he was tired, his disciple, the youngest doctor Guanghui, was stunned and secretly said to himself: How can it be possible that the master said that he was tired? Although this treatment will indeed consume a lot of his brilliance, it is impossible to make the master feel tired. Once the master rescued him in a day Dozens of seriously injured are fine.

Although he was a little confused, he still obeyed his master's order, bent down and picked up Yun Feng, and then went outside to find a place to wash his blood-stained body.

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After Murong Guangyang went out of the tent house, he came to a small cabin not far away. This is where he lives. The wooden house is simple and natural, without too many decorations, and the whole house looks so fresh.

Sitting on a bamboo rocking chair, Murong Guangyang closed his eyes and looked very peaceful on some old faces.

In this way, after a while, he slowly opened his eyes and muttered to himself, "What is that red light?"