When the crowd saw her enter, they hurriedly made a path for her. Fan Lin looked at her, his expression grim as he reported to her, "Master, Du Fan is extremely injured, all five organs are damaged, and his heart vein is even more ..."
If it wasn't for the fact that Master had given Du Fan a ninth-rank elixir, Du Fan would have most probably died by now.
Feng Jiu walked forward, came to the bedside and sat down, she glanced at the unconscious Du Fan on the bed, reached out and probed his pulse once again, half a second later, she withdrew her hand and said to Fan Lin who was beside her, "Undo his clothes."
"Yes."
Fan Lin answered and undid Du Fan's top and took it off, even though he had been mentally prepared, he still couldn't help but suck in a breath of cold air when he saw a palm print on Du Fan's back that was a dark purple colour.
"Hiss! This palm print ..."
