C804 What a Shame Ah!

Nangong Feng's condition was worse than he had imagined. His pulse was weak, and it had hurt his heart. He had fallen into a deep coma.

After checking Nangong Feng's body, Han Jin took out a white jade porcelain bottle from his pocket and fed him the pill.

When the people behind saw this, they immediately surrounded him in a hubbub.

Their eyes were burning with anger, as if Han Jin had done something outrageous like killing a king.

Pei Zhen grimaced in pain, and even had his eyebrows raised up. His entire face was twisted like a blooming chrysanthemum in the wind.

Just as he was about to speak, Han Jin interrupted him with a calm voice.

"Lord Qian, what did Crown Prince tell you before coming here?"

Lord Qian, who was suddenly called out, felt an inexplicable pressure enveloping his heart, and then he quickly replied, "His Highness ordered that Prince Chen's injuries will be fully handled by Sir. All the Imperial Physicians present must listen to Sir's orders."

Although he did not know why Crown Prince would trust Han Jin so much.

However, it was best for him to convey the meaning of that person clearly. He did not want to lose his old bones if something went wrong at that time.

When the others heard this, they were stunned for a moment. Then, they looked at Han Jin and sized him up.

Facing these gazes, Han Jin completely ignored them. He shot a glance at Pei Zhen and said in a light voice, "Now, I want to treat Prince Chen. Other than my child, the rest of you, please leave first."

Those who wanted to see what ability Han Jin had heard these words immediately became even more displeased when they heard it.

Just as he was about to flare up, he recalled what Lord Qian had just said and restrained himself.

Lord Qian understood. After all, medical skills placed the most importance on inheritance. Other than the disciples and direct relatives of the sect, since ancient times, doctors would never allow others to treat illnesses in front of them.

Especially those who had inherited the family's inheritance! They paid more attention to this point!

In a moment, regardless of whether they were unwilling or unwilling, they all withdrew.

After everyone left, the innocence and innocence on Little Meng's face quickly turned into a murderous and cold expression.

He quickly walked forward and half-knelt by the bed, looking at Nangong Feng who was barely breathing.

His eyes couldn't help but turn red as he choked, "How could he be so badly injured? Didn't you arrange it all? How could it be like this? Nangong Feng, you liar! Wake up! You liar!"

As he spoke, bean-sized tears fell from his eyes.

Han Jin calmly walked forward and looked at Little Meng, who was crying like a man.

He said coldly, "If you delay any longer, he will never wake up again!"

His voice was not as coarse and hoarse as before. Instead, it was clear and pleasing to the ear like gurgling spring water. It was low and deep like a thousand year old zither, and it was extremely pleasing to the ear.

When Little Meng heard this, he hurriedly stood up and moved aside to make space for Han Jin.

Seeing that Han Jin had swiftly inserted silver needles into his entire body, Little Meng asked in a hoarse voice with concern, "Just what stage has he been injured to? Do you have the confidence to save him? You..."

" Shut up! "Han Jin shouted coldly and glanced at her coldly.

Sensing the coldness in Han Jin's eyes, Little Meng suddenly shut his mouth.

He patted himself in annoyance.

Really! Worry would cause chaos!

What about her usual calm and collected self? Where was her free and easy self when the sky fell and she used it as a blanket? Why couldn't she not be like a retard at this moment, and like an old woman who had entered menopausal stage earlier, she kept rambling on and on!

This is really embarrassing!