"Please select a target."
Zhang Fan didn't hesitate; he activated the Healing Skill immediately.
"Would you like to spend 700 Spiritual Value to heal Xu Qi?"
"Yes!"
Suddenly, a healing plan appeared on the system.
"Shit, surgery is required."
Zhang Fan stared at the scanning model on the system, zoning out for a moment.
"Hua Ling, do we have a medical kit?" Zhang Fan roared.
Hua Ling rose from the ground feeling dizzy. The blast had hit just three meters from them; if not for Zhang Fan's warning, they probably would have been pierced by shrapnel from the rocket.
When he raised his head and saw Xu Qi bleeding profusely, he was completely stunned.
"What did you say?" Hua Ling could only see Zhang Fan's lips moving, but with his ears ringing, he couldn't hear a word.
"Medical kit!" Zhang Fan yelled.
"What did you say?" Hua Ling still couldn't hear.
Zhang Fan carried Xu Qi in one arm and cursed, "Damn idiot," as he hurried towards the police in Q City.
