Peerless War God in City

0Although everyone was a bit dissatisfied with Yang Hu, he was, after all, a proper doctor and also a director. Moreover, this little girl did indeed have no breath left in her.    

    

Yang Hu's method of diagnosis was only slightly perfunctory, but it was still acceptable.    

    

However …    

    

But now, Haotian actually said that he would be able to save the little girl in three minutes.    

    

When Yang Hu heard this, he was slightly surprised and did not react in time.    

    

"Hahaha …"    

    

He clutched his stomach and let out a wild laugh, his expression becoming one of contempt and mockery.    

    

Yang Hu looked at Haotian and said in a funny tone, "Brat, I thought you were here to cause trouble. It seems like you have a bad brain. Do you want me to take you to the Psychiatric Department to take a look?"    

    

"Three minutes. Save a severely injured person who has already lost his breath. Do you think you're a god? Let alone three minutes, your father will give you thirty minutes, three hours, or even three days, you won't be able to save her!"    

    

Suddenly, he looked at Haotian and said, "Brat, if you can save this little girl, I will immediately kneel down and apologize to you, and call you grandpa three times!"    

    

"On the other hand, you will also kneel to me and call me grandpa three times. How about it? Are you so capable that you dare to accept this wager?"    

    

"In this world, there is no such thing as I, Haotian, do not dare to do or do!"    

    

"I'll take this wager of yours!"    

    

"I just hope that you don't regret it in the future!"    

    

Haotian looked at Yang Hu, who had a complacent expression, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised. He revealed a charming smile, then lowered his body and took the little girl from the man's hand.    

    

After that, Haotian carried the child to a relatively spacious corner where the air flowed. He gently placed the child on a gentle table.    

    

As the saying goes, if you die, you die!    

    

If this little girl really died, even a Golden Immortal of the Great Firmament would not be able to save her.    

    

This was because after a person died, their soul would enter the cycle of reincarnation, and the path of reincarnation was one of the highest amongst the three thousand great Daos.    

    

Even a saint would find it hard to change his mind.    

    

So, if this little girl really died, Haotian wouldn't have any other choice.    

    

After all, although he was the leader of the three armies, an invincible wargod, he was still just a mortal. The path of rebirth was too profound, even saints could not grasp it.    

    

Fortunately, the little girl was still alive.    

    

Furthermore, it wasn't that she didn't breathe. Rather, her breathing was very weak and her frequency was very slow, which was why Yang Hu couldn't feel it.    

    

Her pulse and breathing were weak. She was on the verge of death, but there was still a chance of survival.    

    

After Haotian put the little girl's body away, he closed his indifferent eyes. Then, the spiritual energy in his dantian began to surge crazily like the waves of the ocean.    

    

Finally, he was covered by Haotian's palm and turned into traces of golden fog. Haotian gently placed his palm on the little girl's body, allowing spirit energy to enter her body to repair her body.    

    

After a few years of training.    

    

The spiritual energy in Haotian's body had already congealed into mist. This amount was not small. However, saving someone was obviously going against the King of Hell, and he had to bear the burden of karma.    

    

Moreover, this little girl's injuries were truly too severe. If he saved her, the spiritual essence in Haotian's dantian would be reduced by more than half and he would need quite a bit of time to recover.    

    

However, looking at her father's deep feelings, Haotian felt that he should let go and give it a try!