Kongming immediately observed a silence for Lao Huang and Houyi. People who are unconscious have no human rights.

Kong Ming immediately threw a wink at the Dragon King: "I will come back from injury and coma in the future. You will definitely not let me be treated in public."

"I'm the same." The Dragon King replied to Kong Ming's look and instantly reached an offensive and defensive alliance. Unless they fainted one day, this matter must not happen.

"So, Master Xuanzang, are you going first or I going first?" Bian Que mocked him a little. At the same time, he reminded everyone that this is a monk, not a real doctor's fate.

"You come first." Tang Luo said.

"Okay." Bian Que walked confidently to the two people lying side by side. He was of course confident in his medical treatment.

"It's just a small injury." After a few glances, Bian Que pointed at Lao Huang and said.

Although Lao Huang was in a coma, he was indeed either a serious injury or simply "beating out" him.

Bian Que didn't need to use any skills or take medicine for him. Bian Que squatted down, reached out to count the numbers on Lao Huang's head, and then clicked several times on him.

After a while, Lao Huang opened his eyes, with pain and confusion on his face.

"Doctor Bin is indeed a good medical skill."

"Awesome, awesome!" Someone immediately praised him.

Old Huang sat on the deck that was a little chilled. After three seconds of being stunned, he suddenly stood up and turned to find Tang Luo: "You"

"The donor is awake, it's great." Tang Luo raised his hands with one hand and smiled with a flower, as if the person who knocked Lao Huang out was not him.

"Old Huang, Master Xuanzang and Doctor Bian are planning to help Houyi's treatment, don't stop it." The Dragon King looked at Old Huang and said.

"What?" Lao Huang didn't expect that as soon as he fell into a coma, his situation would be so bad.

A bunch of people watched, and Bian Que was going to take action to treat him.

When did this famous doctor become so kind? The cost of asking him to take the treatment is not low.

"Well, don't worry, your friend, I will definitely be able to cure it. If it cannot be cured..." Bian Que did not continue, if it could not be cured, it would be three consecutive times.

"Then I'll be in trouble." Old Huang smiled ugly, making people more curious about what connection he had with Houyi's coma.

Bian Que didn't say much, and looked down at Houyi.

After looking carefully, Bian Que frowned unconsciously, looking at him, asking and talking, just looking at him, Bian Que couldn't see any name.

Houyi looked "healthy", with no abnormalities and nothing happened.

Bian Que was not vague, and immediately squatted down, put on Houyi's wrist, and began to take the pulse and diagnose it.

"Not quite right."

"It's been several minutes, and Dr. Bian hasn't spoken yet."

"I'm afraid it's not for Bian Que to have three consecutive games."

What is Bian Que's three consecutive years? It means "I'm helpless and wait for death and say goodbye!"

None of the gods and demons who were walking by the fate of Bian Que in front of me, really survived.

Even if he did not "dead on the spot", he would disappear silently until the mission arrived.
Chapter completed!