Interstellar Ugly Raiders

Dr. Sealy had been asleep for less than four hours before someone came and asked him to go over and treat injuries.

Shen Yan stopped the person, "Let him rest, I'll go for him."

The man was about to say who this person was, and if he said he would do it for Dr. Siri, how could it be possible, but the man guarding the door nodded, "Well, take him there."

The man looked at the man guarding the door in shock. Although he was full of doubts, he still shut up and led Shen Yan away.

"Where's Dr. Xili?" A wood-type supernatural being asked nervously the man who brought Shen Yan over.

Without waiting for him to speak, Shen Yan said, "Dr. Xili is unwell, I will take his place."

The wood-type power user looked at Shen Yan's immature face, "You, can you compare with Dr. Xili? Hurry up and call Dr. Xili, he is dying soon."

Shen Yan looked at the man lying beside him. There was a hole in the man's chest, but luckily the hole was not on the heart, but beside the heart, but even so, it was enough to kill someone.

Shen Yan squatted down to take a closer look. The wood-type supernatural being thought that Shen Yan didn't understand anything and came to make trouble. He angrily put his hand on Shen Yan's shoulder, trying to push him away.

"Hey! This is not a place for children to play." He has great strength in his hands, and he is not young. He looks like Shen Yan's father's generation, so Shen Yan is indeed a child in his eyes .

"Let go." Shen Yan turned to look at him coldly.

Many people gathered around because of the noise here. This wood-type supernatural user can heal, so he has been here to treat people, but he is still a wood-type supernatural person, and his healing ability is far inferior to the real healing supernatural power. those who can.

The wood-type supernatural person subconsciously took a step back after seeing him. When he realized it, Shen Yan had already turned his head and put his hands on the injured patient's chest.

He wanted to stop it again, but suddenly saw a burst of pure green light shining.

He looked at the young man in front of him in disbelief. Even Doctor Siri's abilities were not so pure. Just by his side, he would feel a warm and soft force permeating into his body, instantly making people feel clear-headed. , the anger just now dissipated immediately, as if the spirit had been soothed.

Who is this young man?Why haven't I heard anything about him before?

"What happened over there?" When Achill was sent out by his subordinates, he saw a crowd of people not far away, as if something had happened.

"Go and have a look." Achill's men ordered the people around him.

Peixiu felt that Achill's curiosity was getting more and more strange. If he had encountered such a thing before, Achill would not care at all.

After a while the man came back and said, "A young man is treating the wounded."

Achill raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and asked, "What's so interesting about this?"

The person who went to check said with a smile: "Probably because the young man looks pretty good."

He went late, and Shen Yan had already finished the treatment, so he didn't see Shen Yan's pure supernatural ability, and it was just that everyone was looking at Shen Yan's good looks.

Achill touched his chin and became interested, "I want to see how good-looking he is."

When Peixiu heard Achill's words, his heart tightened, and he subconsciously stopped him: "Boss, we should go back."

Achill waved his hand indifferently, "It's fine to play for a while."

Peixiu bit her lower lip and followed up with restraint. It is well known that he likes Aqier, but it is a pity that Aqier likes beauties, and he is not interested in his appearance, which can only be regarded as handsome.

In fact, Peixiu knows that there is another reason why Achill doesn't like him. Achill doesn't like people who are too serious, especially Peixiu, who can be called obsessed with him.

Shen Yan felt that his abilities had become stronger again. After such a large consumption, he didn't feel dizzy this time. He turned his head and said to the wood-type abilities: "Okay, let him go to rest."

The wood-type power user looked at him with bright eyes, "You! Are you the apprentice of Dr. Siri?"

Shen Yan didn't answer his words, praises and exclamations kept coming from around, one after another wounded rushed up to pull him and ask him to treat them.

Shen Yan frowned uncomfortably, "Don't touch me."

His voice was like a cold spring, not loud but very transparent, unexpectedly these excited people stopped their movements.

"Those who need to be treated should line up first, and those who can handle it by themselves can handle it by themselves. My ability is limited." Shen Yan said when he saw that they were all quiet.

Fortunately, most people can still listen to Shen Yan's words. It's just that there will be people like rascals at any time and anywhere.

After Shen Yan treated several seriously injured patients, he felt a little dark in front of his eyes. He grabbed the chair beside him, sat down, and pressed his lips tightly. The black hair on his forehead was wet with sweat. Let him see It looks fragile and beautiful.

Aqier stood not far away and looked at Shen Yan, with a playful smile in his eyes. He remembered that Fu Xiling's husband was a low-level wood-type supernatural power user, and he had learned the healing technique in a short time, and his strength was very strong. Pure, this is the first time Achill has seen such a pure ability in so many years.

He looked at the look of "Zhao Tan" with lowered eyebrows and eyes, and his throat rolled. He had seen countless beauties. Very erotic. Passionate.

The people around all saw that Shen Yan's strength was exhausted, and everyone consciously let him rest, and did not go forward to urge him.

But at this time, a man with a leg injury pushed Shen Yan, "Hey, pretend to be dead, why don't you hurry up and treat my wounds, waste, just treat a few people and look like they are dying. "

"Hey, why are you pushing people!" Immediately, someone stepped forward and pulled the man.

"That's right, aren't people allowed to rest? You can see that his face is pale." Someone spoke for Shen Yan indignantly.

"Bah! He is a healing power user, and it is useful at this time. He should be grateful for being able to use it. Even if the power is consumed too much, he is useless." The person who pushed Shen Yan was not only Without the slightest bit of guilt, he scolded people even more vigorously.

The people around Achill saw that he was interested in that young man, and they approached Achill and asked in a low voice: "Boss, do you want to make a move?"

Achill wanted to see how "Zhao Tan" would deal with this matter, raised his mouth and waved his hands, "No, let's see first."

Peixiu looked at the young man not far away, and gritted his teeth. The "little beauty" who hadn't met before hadn't been resolved yet, and here was another one.

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