After slapping these people in the face without any hesitation, Ye Hao made a gesture to Yang Youxuan and asked her to lead the way into the backyard, where Yang Diming rested.

Li Shaodong and several other so-called Nanyang martial arts masters looked ashamed and angry at this moment, but they were also very curious whether Ye Hao could be so awesome and able to rescue Yang Diming.

So they followed with a shameless face.

Ye Hao ignored these people.

Yang Youxuan also knew very well that Ye Hao was the first to arrive, and it was just the time to establish his authority, so she did not expel him.

After coming to a room covering an area of ​​about 200 square meters, Ye Hao saw Yang Diming lying on a yellow flower bed at a glance.

There were a lot of instruments scanning him, showing his signs.

It’s just that because he is a war god and now he doesn’t have medicine to get into, he can’t get some of his anger.

It can be said that Yang Diming relied on Yang Youxuan to feed him a little water every day and endured it until now.

Ye Hao felt guilty when he saw that a generation of war god was defeated by the Indian demon monk Fan Shizun because he wanted to support him.

Yang Youxuan took a step forward at this moment, grabbed Ye Hao's right hand, and said softly: "Young Master Ye, you are not blamed for Grandpa in this situation. He and Fan Shizun had no chance of looking at each other, and sooner or later there will be a battle."

"I'm really happy that you can come today."

Ye Hao pulled out his hand quietly, then nodded slightly, without saying anything nonsense, but walked forward and put his right index finger on Yang Diming's vein.

Not long after, Ye Hao understood what was going on.

Whether Yang Diming's scapula were shattered or vomiting blood, it was all appearances.

The most important thing is that at this moment, there is an internal breath in Yang Diming's body that does not belong to him. This internal breath should come from the World-Honored One of the Brahma.

The internal breath of the World-Honored Man was extremely domineering, and he kept wandering around Yang Diming's body, destroying his five internal organs and six internal organs.

And Yang Diming has always been in a passive defense.

Therefore, at this moment, Yang Diming seemed unconscious, but in fact, he was still in a state of fighting with the internal breath that was penetrated into his body by the World-Honored Man.

This can also explain why his body surface is like metal and iron, and cannot be cut by a knife or a needle pierced into it.

I can only say that it was a coincidence.

Otherwise, what if Yang Youxuan really adopts the diagnosis and treatment plan of Li Shaodong and others to save people.

Then I am afraid that when the first step of suppressing Yang Diming's inner breath, Yang Diming would vomit blood and die.

Three minutes later, Ye Hao withdrew his fingers, his face was not abnormal.

"Mr. Ye, how is my grandfather's situation?"

Yang Youxuan spoke softly, her eyebrows full of worry.

"Can he wake up?"

This woman is still as gentle as when she first met her, and when she spoke slowly, she has a more seductive taste.

It seemed as if any man wanted to hold her into his arms.

Ye Hao's heart swayed slightly, then he suppressed the throbbing in his heart and said with a smile: "Don't worry, if I'm here, it will be fine."

A simple sentence made Yang Youxuan breathe a long sigh, and the pressure for a period of time directly dissipated into nothingness.

Obviously, she has endless trust in Ye Hao.

Ruan Keke muttered, "Really? So many doctors and experts can't say that they can save Grandpa Yang with certainty."

"You are really that capable?"


Chapter completed!