After a pause, Zhang Zheng looked at the two people who rushed over with him again, and angrily said: "What are you two doing? How can you let one person approach Zhou Lao casually?

If something happens to Mr. Zhou, will you two bear it? "

The two secretly screamed, and one explained: "He suddenly squatted next to Old Zhou. We are about to pull him away."

Zhang Zheng himself was secretly angry because he failed to treat Zhou Lao immediately and lost a great opportunity.

Now that Ling Xiao is doing this, he is undoubtedly hitting the gun.

Seeing Ling Xiao still squatting there, Zhang Zheng was furious, and said, "What are you looking at? Even a PhD graduate of Kyoto Medical University has no good way to do it. What else can you think of?

Go away quickly! Don't waste time! We need to take Zhou Lao to the hospital quickly. "

Ling Xiao frowned and said, "Didn't your parents teach you how to respect others?"

"Now it's a matter of life and death, you quickly get out of it." Zhang Zheng was furious.

The crowd onlookers heard the words and said, "Yes, boy, don't delay the illness of the old man."

"Even Ph.D. graduates of Kyoto Medical University say so, and it must be correct."

"Yes, right, take the old man to the hospital right away."

"Stroke is not a trivial matter. If it slows down, people may be gone."

"..."

The words fell on Miss Zhou's ears, making her anxious like an ant on a hot pot.

She immediately said: "Please don't waste time, my grandpa is one of the most important people in my life to me."

"What if I said I could treat him immediately?" Ling Xiao said after hearing this.

In Miss Zhou's eyes, hope resurfaced.

Just before she could speak, Zhou Zheng on the side said impatiently: "It depends on how you look like a high school student, what can you do? Get me away right away!"

The light in Miss Zhou's eyes gradually dimmed.

As Zhou Zheng spoke, he walked towards Ling Xiao. As soon as he stretched out his arm, his hand was already on Ling Xiao's shoulder, and then he suddenly exerted force and wanted to pull Ling Xiao away.

It's just that Ling Xiao's figure still doesn't move at all despite the strength of his milk feeding.

"Go away!" Ling Xiao yelled coldly, and a force of life and soul shot out from his shoulder.

Zhang Zheng immediately changed his face, retracted his palm, and backed away several steps.

He exclaimed: "You are a Fate Soul Martial Artist! At least a Fate Soul Martial Artist above the fifth rank!"

As soon as these words came out, everyone present was shocked and looked at Ling Xiao in surprise.

No one thought that the person who looked like a high school student in front of him had the strength of the fifth-order life soul.

Ling Xiao is a little speechless, I am a four-province qualifier champion, don't you know him?

However, this is the case. The people of Kyoto want to watch, but also to watch the qualifying matches between Kyoto and the capital.

After all, one is China National Capital and the other is the economic center. High school students in these two places have won the most championships in the past.

How could they watch the games in the four lagging provinces in Quan Province?

When Zhang Zheng saw the people around him, his eyes looked different at Ling Xiao, and his heart was even more upset.

"Even if you are the fifth rank of Fate Soul? Isn't it impossible to cure Elder Zhou?" Zhang Zheng said uncomfortably.

Ling Xiao didn't respond to him, but lightly shouted, "Prosperity!"

The lazy Wangcai brought up his spirits and showed his extraordinaryness. The power of life and soul was surging, and everyone present immediately opened his eyes!