Campus Beauty's Peerless Master

Among these people, there were at least a few hundred people sitting in wheelchairs and being pushed forward.    

Sitting on the wheelchair were both men and women, young and old, but there was a similarity between them. Their mental states were very bad, and only a few of them were slightly better.    

These people were in an intense mood as they argued with the police who were blocking their way. Some of the family members pushed their wheelchairs forward and charged forward without a care for the area in front of them.    

It was now 12 o'clock in the afternoon. It was close to 1 o'clock, and the program had been going on for more than three hours. It was close to the end.    

Zhang Hongli glanced at Zhang Yang and gritted his teeth.    

The crowd in the stands also whispered to each other. However, when they saw Zhang Hongli approaching, they immediately quietened down.    

Then, he said something and a few minutes later, he turned around and walked towards Zhang Yang.    

The expression on his face was vaguely complex, as if he was excited, as if he was anticipating something, as if he was worried about something.    

"Mr Zhang, those people are here for treatment. Some patients are in serious condition, do you think …"    

Zhang Hongli was slightly excited. Obviously, with the appearance of these people, he had a premonition about the terrifying effects of this episode. Deep down, he hoped that Zhang Yang could continue his diagnosis.    

However, he was very clear that the initiative was not in his hands. He did not have any right to demand that the other party be cured within three hours. This could no longer be called a miracle, but a miracle!    

As the two of them spoke, all of the spectators, the ten thousand people below, and the several thousand people behind them, turned their gazes over.    

Almost at the same time, in Zhang Yang's heart, that light touch once again appeared like a fairy, gently tapping on his heart.    

Zhang Yang didn't know how or why, but he knew that it must be very important to him.    

He felt as if his mind, his mind, was sealed by ice and darkness. He felt as if he was trapped in an invisible cage, unable to find the path, unable to see the end of it, and his eyes filled with endless confusion.    

"We must catch him."    

Such obsession suddenly sprouted. Zhang Yang tried his best to capture that sensation, trying to pry away the mist and find the truth.    

"Break!"    

He used the seal formed by his heart to activate all the Spiritual Consciousness, hoping to see through that touch. However, he was disappointed once again.    

He suddenly came to his senses. He saw Zhang Hongli's earnest gaze, the gazes of anticipation from all around, and the eyes of thousands of people behind him that were begging …    

"Let them come."    

He didn't know why he was doing this, but a voice in his heart was telling him that he mustn't give up.    

"Okay, I'll tell them right away."    

An excited smile appeared on Zhang Hongli's face after getting Zhang Yang's answer. He quickly replied and quickly walked to the back.    

People saw that he said something to the people behind him. Suddenly, thousands of people cheered in excitement, and many even kneeled down on the spot, kowtowing towards Zhang Yang.    

"Pa Pa Pa …"    

At the same time, the thirty thousand people in the audience began to applaud. The applause was like a tide.    

At this moment, Zhang Yang's heart was moved once again. Moreover, it was clearer than any other time … He finally saw it.    

There were a few words, a few pictures … It disappeared in a flash!    

The speed was too fast. There was no time for him to think or capture or even leave a trace behind in his mind.    

This... What was going on?    

Zhang Yang was shocked, but there was nothing he could do. After a slight pause, he let out another long breath, trying his best to calm his mind down.    

Don't want to, don't want to, don't want to, don't want to, don't want to!    

He believed that he would definitely be able to see the truth. Now that this situation had occurred again and again, he would be lacking some sort of opportunity.    

The key to this opportunity wasn't him, but the tens of thousands of people in front of him.    

Thinking of this, Zhang Yang did not have any distractions as he quietly looked at the crowd that lined up orderly.    

After everything was settled, Zhang Yang did not waste any time. He still had ten patients at a time and started treating them.    

However, the previous three hours of exhaustion had long since passed, so no matter whether it was the Star Power or the Spiritual Consciousness, they were already somewhat unable to bear the expenses at all, causing his speed to slow down by a lot.    

Just like this, another three hours passed. Zhang Yang had treated less than 100 patients, and almost every batch of patients took at least 20 minutes on average.    

Although he could now live forever, the consumption of Spiritual Consciousness had clearly increased by a lot.    

Next to him, Hu Qing and Luo Han could clearly see Zhang Yang's forehead begin to sweat and his face became slightly pale.    

They had not eaten their lunch, or had no time for it.    

However, everyone persisted because there were still more than two hundred patients waiting for them. If they continued at this speed, it would take at least seven to eight hours to finish.    

Zhang Yang, on the other hand, had already entered a state of oblivion. He healed patients one after another without any distractions. During this period of time, the same feeling appeared several times and those scenes would often flash past.    

He did not try to capture it, did not try to sense it, and his mind was as calm as water.    

What Zhang Yang did not know was that the number of people in the stadium did not decrease due to the treatment for a long period of time. Instead, the number of people increased.    

In fact, he did not know that the live broadcast of the program was still going on.    

It was unknown when the sky started to darken, but Zhang Yang had already forgotten how many patients he had been injured with. Only when a sweet smell came did he raise his head to look over.    

A woman dressed in simple clothing walked up with white rice and braised pork.    

"Godly Doctor, you're treating me after eating, right?" The woman's expression was filled with gratitude. Her voice sounded cautious.    

Her son, who was on the wheelchair behind her, also shakily stood up. He wanted to kowtow to Zhang Yang, but was stopped by the medical staff in time.    

The woman's family was very poor. Her husband had passed away more than ten years ago, and it was she who had raised her son. She was a cleaner and could only receive a thousand yuan a month.    

However, her son had become a vegetable in a car accident, and the high cost of treatment was too much for her to bear.    

In order to help her son survive, she borrowed a lot of money from her relatives and friends.    

However, her son was still unable to wake up. Without the money to treat him, she brought him home and helplessly watched as his death grew closer and closer.    

Originally, she didn't know that the doctor here was a good neighbor who told her about his diagnosis. Therefore, she brought her son here as soon as possible, hoping that he would have some luck.    

Zhang Yang didn't let her down. After rechecking, his son miraculously woke up and even his originally paralyzed legs were completely healed.    

She had no way to repay him, and could not take out a single cent. Right now, the only thing she could do was to prepare a simple dinner for her benefactor.    

"That's right, Godly Doctor, let's eat first, we're not in a hurry."    

"Godly Doctor, you must have had a hard time. Let's eat first."    

"…"    

The families of the patients all opened their mouths to agree. In fact, there were already many people who brought food over, but they were all rejected by Zhang Yang.    

Facing everyone's grateful and eager eyes, Zhang Yang smiled and shook his head, "Thank you, everyone. Let's continue with the treatment."    

He refused again. It was not because of his high character, but because Zhang Yang knew that he could not stop. He seemed to have grasped something. This was the critical moment. Once he stopped, all his efforts would be for naught.    

Seeing him so stubborn, the crowd could not persuade him anymore. They all sighed, but no one left. The cured families and patients all retreated to the back of the crowd and watched from afar.    

Luo Han and Ning Xian looked at Zhang Yang with mixed emotions. Their initial doubt and disbelief had turned into shock and horror, and then into fanaticism. Right now, they only respected Zhang Yang from the bottom of their hearts, not their medical skills.    

After another two hours, it was already seven in the evening. When Zhang Yang was healing another batch of patients, Zhang Hongli suddenly walked to his side.    

"Sir, why don't we end this procedure here!"    

His way of addressing Zhang Yang had unknowingly changed. The respect in his eyes was from the bottom of his heart.    

As a bystander, he witnessed the miracle of this free medical treatment from beginning to end. No matter what kind of patient, and what kind of illness they had, they could all come back to life in the hands of Zhang Yang … No, it was a miracle!    

Ten hours had passed already, and Zhang Yang never took a break from the beginning to the end. Furthermore, he did not inform Zhang Yang that the program was still being broadcast live.    

As such, the other party was not putting on a show, but sincerely treating the illness to save people. There was no impurities in it, even Zhang Hongli, who was used to seeing all kinds of show scenes, could not help but feel respect.    

In fact, he really hoped that this time, the diagnosis would be completed, but he knew that it was no longer possible.    

This was because as the live broadcast continued, more and more patients began to arrive. The initial number of patients had clearly decreased, but now, instead of decreasing, there were more and more patients.    

Unless Zhang Yang continued his treatment until he was exhausted, the number of patients was endless.    

Moreover, he could tell that Zhang Yang was not in a good state anymore, and his speed was getting slower and slower. If it was anyone else, they would have already fallen.    

"No worries, let's continue. We can heal as many people as we can."    

"But …" "Right now, there are two hundred and twenty-one patients …" Zhang Hongli couldn't help but to remind him.    

"Let's continue. I'll do my best. They all have hopes of coming …"    

"Ugh …" "Fine." Zhang Hongli opened his mouth but did not continue persuading him. Instead, he bowed slightly with respect, "On behalf of the patients' families, I express my gratitude and respect to you from the bottom of my heart."    

When he came over, he had the director bring the screen closer to the broadcast. The conversation between him and Zhang Yang was broadcasted live.    

Although the bow just now was for show and to stir up trouble, his respect for Zhang Yang was definitely not fake.    

Furthermore, he believed that if this scene were broadcast live, it would definitely cause the thousands of spectators in front of the television to approve from the bottom of their hearts. The program would also reach a climax.    

Later on, he would even stop paying attention to the data. However, from the reaction of the television station, he could get the answer. It would definitely create a new viewership rating.    

The whole stadium turned into a white world under the illumination of the lights.    

Zhang Yang's treatment continued.    

After another three hours, the number of patients had finally become constant and no longer increased.    

However, there were still more than three hundred patients. If all of them were to be treated, it would take at least seven to eight hours. It was almost eleven in the evening.    

Zhang Yang had already made his preparations. Perhaps he might not be as lofty as the others might think, but a voice in his heart kept telling him that he must persevere.    

Time passed by bit by bit, the sky gradually turned from pitch black to gray, from grey to hazy. Finally, when the first wisp of Golden Light covered the sky above the stadium, Zhang Yang finally finished the last patient treatment.    

His face was pale and devoid of blood.    

His Star Power s had long since been bottomed out. The consumption of Spiritual Consciousness s was enormous, and only his pair of pitch-black eyes remained unmoving.    

Raising his head, he saw that the entire stadium was still filled with people. That night, there were at least twenty thousand people who stayed with him.    

More people were waiting in front of the television all night.    

Zhang Hongli was shocked. This kind of live broadcast method was extremely rare even in the decades of history of China Television.    

His gaze was the same as everyone else's, all directed at that tall and straight figure.    

No one said anything.    

The next moment, the applause was like an endless tide!    

Facing the wave-like applause, an indescribable atmosphere began to spread out with a huge fluctuation, all of it rushing towards Zhang Yang.    

Almost subconsciously, Zhang Yang Xu's squinted eyes opened up.    

Weng! *    

These were not ripples, but tiny white particles that were like dust.    

"This is …" Spirits... is the Particle Domain Light … "    

Zhang Yang was shocked like a wooden chicken. His eyes instantly turned grey. He didn't recognize these characters, but he subconsciously said them.    

At the same time, that moving scene appeared clearly in his mind. It was like a memory, a total of forty-nine paintings.    

"Concentric Circle World... Forty-Nine Realms … "I am …"    

With every word he spoke, his face paled, his voice aged, and his expression became dazed. As he stuttered his sentence, his eyes became completely devoid of light.    

"Aooo …"    

It sounded like the cries of gods and the howls of devils.    

The moment Zhang Yang was about to see through the truth, an unknown howl resounded in his mind.    

A huge black Dragon Shadow flew across the sky and shattered the runes one by one, crushing the images and covering up all the facts. Zhang Yang's mind instantly went blank.    

All of this happened in an instant, and no one knew what happened. Under everyone's gaze, they only saw Zhang Yang's body suddenly soften under the applause, and then fall down.    

Hu Qing and Ling Jia, who were standing beside him, were shocked, and they shouted in fear as they rushed over.