When Ye Tianlong saw the patient with a crazy breath, he knew that he only cared about saving people and ignored the weakness of human nature.

The patients waiting for observation in the hospital are the most anxious people on the verge of life and death, far more anxious than the patients in the reception hall and underground boxing ring.

On the eve of life and death, the answer is unknown, and the desire to survive is the strongest. This is why they don't care to drive the uncles to get out.

These patients will not allow any changes that threaten their lives, and similarly, they will not give up any possible vitality.

And he, in order to save the uncle's top three, publicly took out the'Black Leaf Saint Cicada Pill'. The most deadly thing was that the uncle's top three got better in an instant.

"Little brother, your medicine is very good. Give each of us one pill."

Just when Ye Tianlong's scalp was numb and thinking about getting out, a middle-aged fat man already coughed forward: "We will remember your great kindness."

"My man is the chairman of the Bahrain Chinese Entrepreneurs Association, Wei Zhongxin, who specializes in the business of medicinal materials and jade articles, with a family wealth of several billion."

He revealed his identity and threw out a temptation: "If you give me a pill, I promise you will be prosperous and wealthy for the rest of your life."

Ye Tianlong squinted his eyes and glanced at this man. He was forty years old and looked honest, but his eyes were cunning and vicious, and he felt like hiding a knife in a smile.

Moreover, Ye Tianlong also caught that he was holding the ice pack's right hand joint, slightly raised, and calluses, just like a master with a bit of ethics.

A beautiful woman also squeezed out a smile: "Yes, as long as we go out alive, we will definitely set a monument for you, or you can make a price."

"Yes, yes, you make a price."

"No matter how much money we can get, we will give it to you."

"Ten million is enough? Not enough, fifty million, buy the bottle of water in your hand."

The more than 60 patients changed the turbulent sentiment just now, and they all looked at Ye Tianlong as if to please, but everyone could feel the madness under the smile.

The attending doctor and the medical staff also nodded: "Young man, you have this kind of good medicine. You should take it out earlier. It can save a lot of people."

Ye Tianlong's mouth was dry, and if he had enough'Black Leaf Saint Cicada Pill' in his hand, he would take it out to rescue everyone without hesitation.

Even if these people just yelled at him and his uncle Sanjia.

However, in addition to the Holy Cicada Pills that had been dissolved for Han Jing, there were only four Holy Cicada Pills left in Ye Tianlong's arms, and one pill was only enough to save one person.

Even if Ye Tianlong didn't consider his own life, and all four Holy Cicada Pills were taken out, it would only be enough to save four people, but at the same time it would kill more people.

Who doesn't fight for life and death?

"That's the case. I made this pill by myself. I don't know if it works, so I haven't dared to take it out, so as not to harm people."

Ye Tianlong tried his best to make his expression sincere: "It won't affect the doctor's judgment."

"Just now I saw my uncle's top three lives and deaths, and a dead horse is a living horse doctor, so I tried to give him one."

"I prepared two of them today. If it is really effective, I will prepare them later. It is estimated that samples will be available in three hours."

The attending doctor and other medical staff looked regretful: "Just brought two?"

However, they thought that Ye Tianlong could prepare it, and it only took three hours to produce the finished product. They were all very happy, feeling that the crisis had gone for the most part.

Then, the attending doctor shouted: "Mr. Ye, what medicine do you need? I will prepare it for you immediately, so that you can prepare it as quickly as possible."

"Not only are there more than 60 people waiting to be rescued here, there are more than 150 patients in the underground boxing ring, and they are in very serious condition,"

Ye Tianlong exhaled a long breath and smiled while holding the water bottle in his hand: "When I finish feeding Miss Han, I will go to prepare it immediately."

Although Ye Tianlong calmed himself down and his expression still showed self-confidence, patients who were on the verge of life and death could not wait too much.

Wei Zhongxin, who had just spoken out, exhaled heat, and after whispering to a few people, the ice bag covering his forehead approached Ye Tianlong, with a sly gleam in his eyes:

"Little brother, Ms. Han's condition is not serious. It is an initial symptom. She can at least last a day."

"I'm in a serious condition. I can't get a high fever of 40:5. You can give me this bottle of water first."

He stared at the bottle in Ye Tianlong's hand: "You can save Miss Han after three hours of preparation."

The few who were whispered by him left the hospital quietly.

These dignitaries are all human spirits, and they have calculated that one is smarter than the other, and they have not seen whether Ye Tianlong can make pills.

The pill was formulated three hours later, and it was also three hours later. During this period, Ye Tianlong might fail, and they might die of illness, with too many variables.

Rather than waiting for three hours, it is better to cherish the power of the Saint Cicada Pill that immediately rescued the top three of the uncle, they saw with their own eyes.

And in their field of vision, Ye Tianlong held a bottle in his hand, as long as he took this bottle of potion and drank it, he could get his life back.

So after Wei Zhongxin's voice fell, the beautiful woman licked her lips and said, "Yes, Miss Han's condition can still be controlled."

"Leave this bottle of potion to us first, the healer's parents' heart, the first thing to do is to help the sick."

The rest of the patients were also staring at the Holy Cicada Pill Potion, still about to move, it seemed that as long as Ye Tianlong made a move, they would rush to **** it.

When Ye Tianlong felt their blazing gazes, a few harsh and malicious voices came over:

"Yes, this bottle of water is reserved for the people we need most, and for the next three hours, we will take care of our uncle Sanjia and Miss Han."

"Don't worry, as long as you develop an antidote, we will treat them well."

"But if you fail to develop or deceive us, we will take them to the funeral."

The selfishness of the human heart is fully revealed at this moment.

"Buried your uncle!"

When Ye Tianlong cast a look at Miao Tiannu, the somewhat normal Taishu Sanjia sat up angrily and yelled at them:

"Ye Tianlong is not a doctor, nor your father. He is a volunteer. He can save anyone he wants."

"You want him to save his life without kneeling, begging, and instead threaten him with me and Beibei, do you want to be shameless?"

The uncle Sanjia was very angry: "I tell you, no one should try to use this potion. Pay attention, it belongs to Beibei."

After speaking, he grabbed the water bottle in Ye Tianlong's palm, and squeezed it into Han Jing's mouth...

"boom!"

The action of the uncle's top three instantly ignited Wei Zhongxin's madness.

Dozens of people smashed out the water bottles at the same time, and in the next second, they pounced on Ye Tianlong and Tai Shujia.

Like a wolf like a tiger!

Ye Tianlong, who had been alert for a long time, made a mistake with his hands, hitting the water bottle smashed by the patient, and then kicked on the hospital bed of his uncle's top three.

"boom!"

The bed smashed into the rushing patient.