Tang Ling was stunned and couldn't help but go forward to stop him.

Because further forward, there is a VIP room on the first floor, which is where some seniors, seniors, lecturers and professors in the school are temporarily recuperating. Normally, ordinary doctors are not allowed to go over and disturb them!

"Senior Brother Yang Fan, don't go in..."

"Senior Sister Tang Ling!" At this time, Pang Yu suddenly interrupted Tang Ling's words and said softly: "If I were you, I would not disturb Yang Fan and the others at this time."

"You should also see that the treatment abilities of junior Yang Fan, An Sheng and Mu Qianqian are all extraordinary. Their medical skills are not inferior to those of the formal doctors in the infirmary. This time he is willing to take the initiative to help, which is already a very lucky thing."

"Believe me, with their help, these classmates in the infirmary will soon be completely better!"

Pang Yu is very confident in Yang Fan's medical skills.

Just kidding, in Qinghe Town, Yang Fan could easily treat even the powerful emperors like Tian Buqi and Cui Deshou. Now he is just facing some injured students who are not even the king level. It is simply a bit overused?

One thousand five hundred credits are just the beginning.

If Master Yang Fan is willing, can he pack all the injured students present or not?

"No!" Tang Ling said anxiously: "That's right. I also know that Yang Fan and his junior have excellent medical skills, but they really can't enter the VIP area in front!"

"The patients inside are different from the master-level students outside. They are all king-level warriors!"

"Their injuries were not even possible for Dr. Zhao and Dr. Qian. The reason why they were gathering them here was just to wait until Senior Medical King arrived to make it more convenient for treatment."

"But now, Senior Medical King has never arrived. Many of the injured inside are in great pain and have a very irritable temper. Senior Brother Yang Fan suddenly entered at this time, which was simply adding fuel to the fire!"

As he was talking, Tang Ling saw Yang Fan pushing the door without any hesitation and walking into the high-end VIP room in front of him marked with no entry for idle people.

Tang Ling's face changed, and his little face was a little white with anxiety: "It's over! Why did you think he went in directly?! This time, he will definitely be scolded to death!"

"There are several professors in it who are famously hot. If you don't do it well, you may be directly bombarded!"

Tang Ling hurriedly stepped forward, trying to see if there were any remedies.

In her opinion, no matter how strong the medical skills of Yang Fan and the other two are, they are still limited, and it is impossible for them to cure injuries above the king level.

After all, their cultivation is left there and they do not have enough cultivation power to support them. No matter how good their medical skills are, they will not expect to treat them higher than their level.

As for Yang Fan and the other two, it may be possible that the ordinary master warriors of the doctor may be, but above the king level, don’t even think about it, even if Mu Qianqian is already a second-level spiritual master.

These three juniors are so proud that they really think this is their previous high school martial arts school. It is rare to encounter a peak master.

This is Jinghua Wuhan University, and there are many powerful men in the king level. There are many people who are not something they can afford to contact or offend now.

Behind Tang Ling, Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui became nervous after hearing Tang Ling's explanation, fearing that Yang Fan would offend some big shot inside, and were very worried.

Among the five people present, only Gu Jun and Pang Yu remained unchanged, and there was no worry or nervousness on their faces.

Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui have never seen Yang Fan treat the injuries of the king-level or even the emperor-level powerful men, so they are worried and nervous.

However, Gu Jun is different from Pang Yu. Along the way, they have seen Yang Fan's healing ability against the will of heaven and have a lot of confidence in Yang Fan's medical skills.

The two looked at each other and couldn't help but shake their heads and smile.

Under normal circumstances, it is not a problem for Senior Sister Tang Ling to say this.

But now, the person entering the VIP room is their master Yang Fan, which is no longer a normal situation.

For their masters, let alone the king, even if there were a group of seriously injured Wu emperors sitting inside, it would not be considered a big scene.

After all, their masters can never use common sense to guess.

They followed Tang Ling slowly and came to the door of the VIP room together.

The door was half-closed, and some sound came from inside.

Tang Ling did not dare to break in directly, but instead lay cautiously by the door and poked his head into it.

The same is true for Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui, listening quietly with a sad face and listening to the movement inside.

"Hey! You three little guys, who let you come in?"

"It's so outrageous! Why are students now becoming more and more unruly?"

"Didn't you hear me talking? Get out of here! I..."

"Well?!"

"What?! What's going on?!"

"Damn it! How is this possible?! What did you do?!"

“…”

There was a burst of irritable roar from the room first, followed by an unusual aura, and then there were crackling sounds, as if many cups fell to the ground and were broken.

Sensing the waves of irritable king-level aura that came from inside, Tang Ling, Chu Feiyun and Duan Xiaorui shuddered at the same time, and quickly shook the neck that had just poked out.

It's finished!

Yang Fan really angered the king-level bosses inside, so angry that these bosses started to throw things inside, and even their aura became less stable!

"Isn't it a move?"

"Even if you don't do it, you'll be so angry that the senior and teacher in the king are so angry that you can't afford to leave!"

Tang Ling was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan. He wanted to go in but didn't dare to go in. He wanted to find Dr. Zhao and Dr. Qian to come to rescue him, but he felt that it was a bit inappropriate. After all, the two doctors were already busy now and had no time to come here.

Moreover, letting the two doctors know the situation here will probably be even more unfavorable to junior Yang Fan?

It's really a tragic death. What can you do if you say you're so good at it?

Now, I offended so many kingly bosses at once. Even if I don’t die, I will have to lose my skin. Let’s see how you can still be at school in the future!

"Tang Ling! What are you doing when you stand sneakily in front of the VIP room door? Are there any rules?!"

At this time, a majestic question suddenly came from behind Tang Ling and the others. Tang Ling turned around and his neck shrank in fear, and said timidly: "Professor Zhu!"

Then, the little girl looked behind Professor Hua with her head and couldn't help but ask, "Professor Zhu, Senior Medical King, why didn't she come with you?"

Professor Zhu frowned, and the unpleasant expression on his face became even more serious: "Is this something you should worry about? This is a VIP room, so you can't bother you easily, why don't you take them away quickly?!"

"Then...what..."

Tang Ling stuttered softly: "Professor Zhu, we don't want to stay here either. It's because three juniors accidentally entered the VIP room just now. They haven't come out yet. We are a little worried, don't know..."

"What?!" Professor Zhu suddenly became angry and couldn't help but raise his hand and pointed Tang Ling's forehead fiercely: "You stinky girl, you will cause trouble for me. Wait here, and I will deal with you well afterwards!"

As he said that, Professor Zhu hurriedly walked into the VIP room.

Tang Ling then breathed a sigh of relief, chuckled at Chu Feiyun and the others, and said, "Okay, it should be fine. Professor Zhu is the head of our medical department. He is famous for his cold face and heart. With him, he will definitely not be able to do anything about Yang Fan and the others!"

As he said that, Tang Ling looked at the door of the infirmary, and the smile on his face gradually faded, and he sighed softly:

"But, looking at Professor Zhu's expression just now, he must have not invited Senior Doctor Wang to come over successfully. There are Senior Doctor Wang, and these seriously injured King-level students and teachers in the VIP room, I don't know when they will be cured."

Pang Yu said softly at this time: "Senior Tang Ling, don't worry, everything will be fine. In this world, there is not only one senior doctor king who can cure injuries above the king level."

I know that no matter how awesome Yang Fan’s medical skills are, this junior sister will definitely not believe it, so Pang Yu and Gu Jun were very tactfully not saying anything more.

They believe that in a short time, Yang Fan will use facts to tell Tang Ling and the teachers and students of the entire Beijing Wuhan University that his medical skills are no less than the so-called doctor king at all!

"I hope!" Tang Ling nodded slightly, but the worry on her face did not diminish at all.

One minute, two minutes... Five minutes...

Several people waited outside for about seven or eight minutes, but Yang Fan and the other two still had not come out of the VIP room.

Tang Ling was puzzled: "No, Professor Zhu has already gone in and made peace. Logically speaking, they should have been let go of them long ago."

"But now, why can't there be any movement?"

At least there were a few sounds of throwing the cup just now, but now, since Lao Zhu entered, the entire VIP room has been silent, as if everyone has been locked up by someone and can't move, and it is so quiet.

This is very abnormal!

Tang Ling couldn't help but start to lean forward again, and his little head squeezed into the VIP room door bit by bit, and carefully looked inside through the crack in the door.

Then, she saw a group of kingly bosses in the VIP room, including Professor Zhu who had entered before, standing straight in front of Yang Fan, quietly watching Yang Fan reach out and gently patting one of the kingly teachers.

No one dared to make noise, everyone held their breath and did not dare to make any sound, as if they were afraid that the slightest noise they made would affect Yang Fan.

"What's going on?"

"Are all these big guys in it being possessed by evil spirits?"

Tang Ling's eyes wider and wider, and his little mouth couldn't help but open.
Chapter completed!