These twenty beds are strictly separated according to explicit diseases.

Four people were blown up very seriously, almost flesh and blood, and Feng Wuyou did not dare to delay these four people. He quickly asked someone to send it to the medical college, and asked He Lanzhang to take care of it.

No matter what, there is He Lanzhang, at least you can protect them.

He Lanzhang looked at Feng Wuyou, and was a little uneasy. He whispered: "What are you going to do?"

He has some vague premonitions about Feng Wuyou, but it is not very real.

But if the matter is not handled today, it will really arouse the people's indignation. He is worried that Feng Wuyou will come out.

"Rest assured, I have a distance."

Feng Wuyou smiled, suddenly: "If you are fast, you can come out and take a look."

In this case, He Lanzhang's curiosity was evoked.

His robe sleeves dumped and said, "No matter what you want to do, wait for the first god."

If she is out of the limelight, he watched, if her limelight is not good, there is him, at least it can keep her safe.

Feng Wuyou smiled, and said, "Okay, I'm slower."

There are more than twenty people in the remaining wounded. Feng Wuyou's bed obviously takes less, but it doesn't matter. Some people's injuries are very mild.

Under the arrangement of Feng Wuyou, they still sat on the bed in three or three places.

Is this ... to cure the injury in public?

The people who gathered around talked about it, which was unexpected, but couldn't help but look forward to it.

After all, this kind of thing has never been seen for them.
Chapter completed!