Chapter 373 Remember this godly man!

Central hospital.

Fifth floor.

Yang Luo walked in and out of the wards with heavy steps to treat the children.

Erinda was supporting Yang Luo, and tears couldn't stop flowing.

Tang Dexin and other doctors and nurses followed behind, burst into tears.

They placed all their hopes on Yang Luo!

This is hope and pressure!

With his thin shoulders, Yang Luo took on the lives of so many children alone!

This is great love!

Until the end, Yang Luo could no longer use the Zhenqi Qi Qi Needle, so he could only hold the silver needle in his hand and acupuncture for the children.

Moreover, because she was too tired, Yang Luo's hands holding the silver needle couldn't help but tremble.

In order to maintain accuracy, Yang Luo held the silver needle with his right hand and grabbed the wrist with his left hand, so that his right hand would not tremble, and applied needles to the children.

After curing a child in a ward, Yang Luo walked outside with the help of Erinda.

While walking, he asked, "How many children are left?"

"Six left!"

Tang Dexin replied loudly.

“How long will it take?”

Yang Luo asked again.

"Twenty minutes left!"

Tang Dexin continued to reply.

"Twenty minutes!"

Yang Luo gritted his teeth and roared: "Try it!"

These last twenty minutes are undoubtedly the most difficult!

This is a great challenge for Yang Luo's physical strength, mental strength, concentration and other parties!

After curing a child!

Eighteen minutes left!

After curing the second child!

There are fifteen minutes left!

After curing the third child!

There are ten minutes left!

Yang Luo bit through the tip of his tongue, kept himself awake, and growled in his heart!

Stick to it!

Persist a little longer!

There are only a few children left!

You must not fall down now!

Until I arrived at the last ward and the last bed.

There is only one last minute left.

Yang Luo grabbed nine silver needles with the last hand, mobilized the last trace of true energy and physical strength, and let out a roar!

"Nine Needles of Heavenly Dao!"

Accompanied by a roar!

Yang Luo waved his right hand suddenly!

Swallowing!

The nine silver needles were shining with dazzling golden light, like nine golden dragons soaring into the sky!

Next second!

These nine silver needles pierced the nine acupoints on the last child one after another!

Buzzing!

The nine silver needles also started to tremble for the last time!

Until the moment when the nine silver needles stopped trembling!

The wall clock on the wall pointed at exactly twelve o'clock!

"Are you awake?! Is the child awake?!"

"Have you saved it?! Is the child alive?!"

"Why haven't you woken up yet?!"

Everyone present clenched their teeth and clenched their fists.

"Wow……"

When the last cry comes out of the child's mouth.

Everyone present burst into tears of joy!

"Wake up, the child is awake!"

"Live, the child is alive!"

"So many children were all saved in just thirteen hours!

Mr. Yang created miracles, created miracles!"

"This is not a miracle, it is a miracle, it is something that only gods can do!"

Flashes of warm cheers resounded throughout the ward, and everyone hugged each other.

On Bandung Square.

"He did it, he really did it!"

"So many children were rescued by this young man in 13 hours!"

"He is our hero, and even more so the hero of Jiangcheng!"

"Let us remember today, remember this moment, remember this godly man!"

The people in the square were cheering and excited, so excited that they could not help themselves. Tonight's Jiangcheng was destined to be uneasy!

Thousands of households, waiting in front of the TV, computer, and mobile phones, were cheering!

At this moment.

Central hospital.

In a ward on the fifth floor.

Seeing the awakened child and hearing the cheers of everyone, Yang Luo's mouth raised slightly, and could no longer hold on. With a "boom", he fell heavily to the ground...

"Mr. Yang!"

"Doctor Yang!"

Everyone in the ward suddenly exclaimed.

"Yang Luo!"

"Xiao Luo!"

"Brother Yang!"

Until the second before he was unconscious, Yang Luo saw four beautiful figures, Su Qingmei, Su Wanqiu, Qin Yimo and Prajna, rushed in.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a fragrance and a softness.

Soon, an even more snorted sound came from his ears: "He is really tired, let him have a good sleep..."

...

Another morning.

Yujiangyuan.

Villa No. 8.

In a room on the second floor.
To be continued...