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As Fan Gaode slowly opened his eyes.
Fan Shiqi excitedly threw herself into Fan Gaode's arms, "Grandpa, you're ok, you're really ok."
Fan Gaode's mind was foggy, and he only remembered that he had been in a car accident. He frowned and carefully recalled everything, then suddenly broke out in a cold sweat when he remembered that a sharp piece of metal had seemed to pierce through his neck. He touched his neck with both hands, but there wasn't any wound?
An array of colors flickered in Ji Yunhan's beautiful eyes. Putting aside how Shen Feng had previously taken the full brunt of a bomb explosion with his body, just this medical skill alone was too unbelievable—using a few silver needles to bring the already dead Fan Gaode back to life? It was just as Uncle Zhong had said before, even those from Yama's Palace probably did not possess such means!
After steadying her emotions, Ji Yunhan stepped forward and recounted the entire incident to Fan Gaode.
