"That's right! The person who killed our Kazama family must be killed..."

The noise at the scene became louder and louder. In the end, everyone was furious and wanted to go up and fight Ye Feng desperately.

Kazama Falcon's expression was extremely ugly at this time.

Although the two patients found today are both terminally ill, it is not surprising that they died.

But as these tribesmen said, this kid was not well treated at all.

Eating for a while, going to the bathroom for a while, and finally prescribing medicine without a proper diagnosis. This is playing tricks on human life!

If he doesn't give the tribe a satisfactory explanation today, I'm afraid it will be difficult for him, the patriarch, to be stable.

"Come on..."

He was about to call for someone to take Ye Feng down, when Kazama Wu stood up suddenly, "Wait a little longer, maybe... there will be a miracle."

Her voice was a little weak, and she was obviously not sure.

Now, she was completely outraged by the public, and many clansmen responded, regardless of whether she was the patriarch's daughter or not.

"Wu Kazama, it's such a time, and you're still speaking for that kid, are you still from the Kazama family?"

"All of this is because of you. If you and that kid didn't know each other clearly, how could the patriarch give him a chance to test this time?"

"Seeing that our Kazama family members were killed by that kid, you are still protecting him? You are simply a traitor to our family!"

"If you speak for him again, then you are really a traitor to our family, and everyone will be punished."

"Family traitor..."

These people's words are getting worse and worse, completely disregarding the patriarch's face.

Kazama Wu pursed her lips, stared at these people, and finally couldn't help but said, "If Ye Feng really put the person to death, I will take the patient's life for him, are you satisfied now?"

Those who were still criticizing her, all shut up now.

People have talked about this, what else can they say?

Falcon Kazama at the side wanted to stop it, but it was too late, and glared at Wu Kazama angrily, "Do you know what you were talking about just now?"

Kazama Wu looked back at him with determination in his eyes, "You heard me right, if Ye Feng really put someone to death, I will pay for that clansman's life. But I hope you can let him go!"

Kazama Hayabusa raised his right hand, wanting to slap her.

But when he met her stubborn little face, his heart suddenly softened, and he slowly put his hand down.

"Go and check the results of the treatment."

He turned around and gave an order to the person in charge of verifying the results.

The staff immediately walked towards the silent male patient.

Falcon Kazama stared at the male patient, feeling nervous.

On the one hand, he hoped that Ye Feng's treatment would fail, so that this trial could end and the reputation of the Kazama family could be preserved.

But just now, his daughter let go of the harsh words, and he secretly hoped that the patient was okay.

I was very tangled in my heart for a while.

At this time, the person in charge of verification had already walked in front of the male patient, first opened his eyelids to look at him, then felt his pulse, then shook his head and sighed.

There are indications that the male patient has no vital signs.

The result of this competition of medical skills can already be announced.

"The patient is dead..."

Just when the staff member turned around and announced the death of the patient, a cough suddenly came from behind, the sound was not loud, but it shocked him a lot.

Looking back hastily, I saw the "corpse" suddenly get up from the ground, lying on the ground and coughing violently.

The staff member felt the hairs all over his body standing on end, and almost peed in fear.

This patient is obviously dead, how could he come back to life suddenly?

Could it be a scam?

Not only him, but everyone present was stunned.

The patient came back to life?

"What... what's going on here? Didn't they all die just now? How did they come back to life?"

"Yeah, I just saw the patient lying motionless on the ground, as if he was dead, why is he all right now?"

"Do you hear any difference in his coughing from before?"

"A cough is a cough, what's the difference? Didn't he also cough before?"

"It's different, listen carefully. His cough is full of breath now, much stronger than before."

"Is there? Why can't I hear it?"

"Could it be... this kid really has two brushes?"

Everyone present looked at the scene in amazement. Although they didn't want to believe it, the facts proved that the patient's condition seemed to be much better than before.

When the male patient woke up, Kazama Dance jumped up excitedly, "He's not dead, did you see that? He's not dead..."

"Sit down! How decent is a girl?"

Kazama Falcon on the side immediately scolded, but he was also slightly relieved.

As long as the patient is not dead, what my daughter said before cannot be taken seriously.

But even if he didn't die, it didn't mean that kid could win.

In the end, it depends on the recovery of the patient.

Kazama Falcon glanced at Ye Feng.

This kid leaned on the rocking chair under an old tree from the beginning to the end, with a very relaxed expression, as if the result of the competition had nothing to do with him.

He snorted coldly in his heart, he was so careless about a life-or-death contest, did he pretend it? Or is it really a win?

"Check the patient's recovery." He immediately issued an order to the staff in charge of verification.

The staff member walked up to the male patient and began to examine him.

They have records of the previous illnesses of these two patients, so they can also judge their current recovery status.

He put his finger on the male patient's pulse and pressed it, his face suddenly changed, and he muttered to himself, "How is this possible? This is impossible..."

He was a little unsure of his judgment, and pressed the male patient's lungs again, "Do you still feel pain here?"

According to the previous medical records, the male patient had suffered serious internal injuries to his lungs for more than ten years, and he still could not be cured.

"It doesn't hurt anymore!" The male patient shook his head with incredible joy on his face.

The staff member could also hear from his voice that the patient was speaking in a full manner at this time, not at all as weak as before.

But he was still not sure, and hurriedly helped him do other checks. m.biqmgè

This took much longer than the previous examination of the female patient.

The audience who were still waiting for the result couldn't help whispering.

"What's the matter? Why did it take so long to check this time?"

"Does it need to be said? It must be that the boy was not cured, maybe he was cured of other diseases."

"I think so. Although he was not put to death, it is estimated that his condition has worsened."