Everyone rushed in, looked at Tang Luo's pale face and widened their eyes.

"Brother Luo, how are you?"

Tank and others shouted.

Tang Luo shook his head and signaled them not to touch him first.

More than a minute later, Tang Luo's movements stopped.

Looking at Zhaolong again, his pale face began to turn a little bloody.

Tang Luo noticed Zhaolong's changes and felt relieved, but he had no strength.

He hadn't exhausted like this for a long time. His head hurts and his eyelids are very heavy.

"It's okay..."

Tang Luo finished speaking slowly and fell backwards.

Xuanyuan Tiezhu and Liu Zong were quick-witted and hurriedly supported him.

Tang Luo slowly calmed down, raised his arm with difficulty, waved his hand, and signaled that he was fine.

"Hurry up, help Luo Ge go to bed and lie down."

Basong said hurriedly.

Xuanyuan Tiezhu and Liu Zong supported Tang Luo and lay down on another hospital bed.

"Songpu, call the doctor."

Basong shouted up.

"yes."

Songpu turned around and left the ward.

Soon, the doctors came in from outside, and they were busy checking Tang Luo and Zhaolong's physical condition.

What surprised them was that Zhaolong's situation was no longer as dangerous.

Several doctors exchanged eyes and were shocked.

It's so incredible. They obviously didn't have much hope for Zhaolong just now.

After a while, I was out of danger.

What exactly did this young man do?

Why did he become so weak again?
Chapter completed!