Apart from Lin Xue, no one believed that Chen Feng could pull the girl lying in a pool of blood back from the brink of death.
Because the girl's condition looked very serious and there were worries that she could draw her last breath at any moment.
Chen Feng ignored all the noise around him, crouched down, and carefully assessed the girl's injuries.
A few minutes later, Chen Feng identified the girl's injuries: several fractured bones, ruptured internal organs. Even if she was sent to the hospital, it would be impossible to save her.
So, the dying girl should be grateful to Chen Feng. At this moment, only Chen Feng could save her.
"Can she be saved?"
Tan Yilong asked Chen Feng.
"We could possibly give it a try."
Chen Feng replied.
"Please."
Tan Yilong said earnestly.
"Hmm."
Chen Feng nodded.
Then, Chen Feng began to treat the girl.
The method was very simple: he put one hand on her forehead.
From the outside, everything seemed calm.
