Chapter 373 Remember this god-like man!

Central hospital.

Fifth floor.

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

Aelinda supported Yang Luo and couldn't stop her tears from flowing.

Tang Dexin and other doctors and nurses followed behind, with tears streaming down their faces.

They pinned all their hopes on Yang Luo!

This is hope and pressure!

Yang Luo relied on his thin shoulders to carry the lives of so many children alone!

This is great love!

Until the end, Yang Luo could no longer use the zhenqi luck needles, so he could only use silver needles with his hands to perform acupuncture on the children.

Moreover, Yang Luo's hand holding the silver needle couldn't stop shaking because he was so tired.

In order to maintain accuracy, Yang Luo held the silver needle with his right hand and held the wrist of his right hand with his left hand to prevent his right hand from shaking while administering the needles to the children.

After curing a child in the ward, Yang Luo walked outside with the support of Elinda.

As he walked, he asked: "How many children are left?"

"Six left!"

Tang Dexin replied loudly.

"How much longer?"

Yang Luo asked again.

"Twenty minutes left!"

Tang Dexin continued to reply.

"twenty minutes!"

Yang Luo gritted his teeth and roared: "Fight!"

These last twenty minutes are undoubtedly the most difficult!

This is a great challenge to Yang Luo's physical strength, mental strength, concentration, etc.!

After curing a child!

There are still eighteen minutes left!

After curing the second child!

There are still fifteen minutes left!

After curing the third child!

There are ten minutes left!

Yang Luo bit the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake and growled in his heart!

Hold on!

Hold on a little longer!

Only the last few children are left!

You must not fall down now!

Until we came to the last ward and the last bed.

There is only the last minute left.

Yang Luo grabbed the nine silver needles for the last time, mobilized the last bit of his energy and physical strength, and let out a roar!

"Nine needles of heaven!"

Accompanied by a roar!

Yang Luo waved his right hand violently!

Whoosh!

The nine silver needles glowed with dazzling golden light, like nine golden dragons rising into the sky!

Next second!

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

Buzz!

The nine silver needles trembled for the last time!

Until the moment when the nine silver needles stop trembling!

The clock on the wall points to twelve o'clock exactly!

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

"Was it saved?! Is the child alive?!"

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

Everyone present gritted their teeth and clenched their fists.

"Wow……"

When the last cry comes from the child's mouth.

Everyone present immediately burst into tears of joy!

"Wake up, the child is awake!"

"It's alive, the child is alive!"

"So many children were saved in just thirteen hours!

Mr. Yang has created a miracle, created a miracle!"

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

Waves of warm cheers echoed throughout the ward, and everyone hugged each other.

On Bandung Square.

"He did it, he really did it!"

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

"He is our hero, and he is also the hero of Jiangcheng!"

"Let us remember today, remember this moment, remember this god-like man!"

People in the square also cheered and were so excited that they couldn't help themselves.

Jiangcheng tonight is destined to be unstable!

Thousands of households, people in front of TVs, computers, and mobile phones are cheering!

At this moment.

Central hospital.

In a ward on the fifth floor.

Seeing the child waking up and hearing the cheers of the crowd, the corners of Yang Luo's mouth rose slightly. He could no longer hold on and fell heavily to the ground with a "boom"...

"Mr. Yang!"

"Miracle Doctor Yang!"

Everyone in the ward suddenly shouted loudly.

"Yang Luo!"

"Xiao Luo!"

"Brother Yang!"

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

Immediately afterwards, he felt a scent of fragrance and felt a softness.

Soon, a choking sound came from my ears: "He is really too tired, let him have a good sleep..."

…

It's another early morning.

Yujiang Garden.

Villa No. 8.
To be continued...