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There is no doubt that after being named the Hand of God, Yan Xiaobei suddenly became busy these days.

Thirty-seven medical applications were filed, and Yan Xiaobei dealt with them one by one.

Except for Douglas Kyle Pandora's treatment, the rest of the medical applications are really nothing, and some people are not sick at all and just want to talk to themselves.

Yan Xiaobei rushed out all these troublemakers. He didn't have the time to deal with these idle and painful guys.

After processing thirty-seven medical applications, Yan Xiaobei opened his mobile phone and found that there were a lot of medical applications. For a moment, it seemed that all the sick guys in the college had to seek treatment for themselves.

Of course, this is just Yan Xiaobei's illusion.

However, this also proves that Yan Xiaobei is really popular now, red and purple. He even has the title of the number one miracle doctor in the Super Academy. The revelation of God's Hand is becoming more and more widespread. It is not just the academy, but even many people in the medical field know that a super doctor has come to the Super Academy.

On the virtual network, medical castle.

This is a virtual world where only doctors can log in. It is impossible for people without doctor qualification certificates to enter this server.

"Have you heard that, Super Academy has come to a hand of God."

"Well, I heard that this hand of God seems to be red and purple these days."

"The Hand of God, a guy who doesn't know how high the sky is, actually called this."

"He probably doesn't know what the Hand of God means to us."

The conversation between virtual characters is just a microcosm of the medical community. For doctors who don’t know Yan Xiaobei and have never seen Yan Xiaobei’s medical skills with their own eyes, this so-called hand of God is just a joke.

Everyone has heard of it. Smile it knowingly, and then forget it, that's all.

For Yan Xiaobei, or for them, these are just after dinner.

No one would have thought about what kind of storm this hand of God would set off in the medical community in the near future.

Yan Xiaobei is so busy now.

Every day, he will receive countless medical applications. Yan Xiaobei will ask virtual characters to reply to him. Classification, urgently before the exam, those who do not urgently fall behind, and those who do not want to wait can revoke the application.

It can be said that no doctor in the entire teaching building hospital is as busy as Yan Xiaobei.

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The chair made of steel hit the security door made of steel, making a loud bang, and several people in the room couldn't help but shrink their necks together, "I'm not convinced. I can't swallow this." Ba Xiaoli said viciously.

"Sister."

"Don't call me elder sister." Ba Xiaoli pulled up another chair beside her, threw it out, hit the door, and made a loud bang again.

"Sister, please calm down."

"Don't breathe? I can't breathe, damn Simon Lin, the abominable hand of God!"

Thinking back on the humiliation he suffered, Ba Xiaoli's lungs were about to burst into anger, and she became a laughing stock. However, the guy who punished herself was yelling loudly and became the hand of God.

It can be said that that guy stepped on himself and could treat such things calmly. Ba Xiaoli was not Ba Xiaoli, but Buddha Li.

"I must make that guy pay the price."

"Sister, we really want the other party's hand of God. He is now the most powerful doctor in the academy."

No one is willing to be unable to afford the miracle doctor. Even a future superhero, a doctor who can cure even a superhero injury is definitely a superdoctor.

"You don't want to escape, right?" Ba Xiaoli stared at her younger brothers and sisters.

These people are young girls, and they are juniors who were very careful before Ba Xiaoli was injured. After she was injured, they followed her side unanimously, comforting and encouraging themselves, and having a deep relationship.

"How could we run away? Sister, you look down on us too much." A boy stood up. He had short brown hair and looked slightly thin, but his eyes were bright, as if a ball of vigorous flames were burning.

"We don't want you to suffer a loss, sister."

Ba Xiaoli became more and more angry, "You think I will lose to that doctor."

"From your current situation, the situation is very unfavorable to you. Sister. If you really want to fight against God's hand, you may lose and lose."

To be honest, the boy respected Ba Xiaoli very much. Ba Xiaoli was once his idol, powerful, cheerful and enthusiastic. Even though Ba Xiaoli later suffered from fighting phobia and seizure, he followed Ba Xiaoli unyieldingly.

Because he believed that his elder sister would one day cheer up and become a real superhero, no worse than the Hulk or Iron Man.

So he did not follow his elder sister's behavior, but instead strictly demanded his elder sister and himself.

For example, this time, after he decided that the eldest sister and the hand of God were indisputable, he decisively stopped the eldest sister. No matter whether she was angry, angry, or ridiculed, she would not change her mind.

What my elder sister needs now is to correct her mistakes by herself, rather than to indulge with her.

"I see."

Ba Xiaoli took a deep breath and smiled, as if she had completely covered her anger in her heart, "Tell me what I should do to make that guy look down on his face."

Several boys and girls looked at each other, and they had never thought about this question.

"Then think about it, think about it immediately, think about it now!" Ba Xiaoli yelled.

As the saying goes, three cobblers are better than Zhuge Liang. After thinking for a while, a girl really thought of a good idea.

The Japanese girl named Liuli on May 7 said: "From the beginning, we entered a misunderstanding. It is not just about force to make a fool of God. Maybe we can make this guy make a fool of himself in terms of medical skills."

"Medical skills? But we don't understand medical skills."

"No. Liuli's meaning is not to use medical skills to make that guy look ugly." The boy who persuaded Ba Xiaoli to calm his eyes flashed with a strong wise light and said, "Liuli's meaning is that we will find a patient and let God's hand heal. Since he dares to claim the hand of God. If even the patient cannot be cured, what qualifications are there to claim the hand of God."

So that's it, everyone suddenly realized it.

A boy said, "But that guy is very powerful. Wherever we go to find patients who can't even cure him."

"No need to look for me, I am." Ba Xiaoli said.

Only then did everyone remember that Ba Xiaoli not only suffered from combat phobia, but also had hemodialysis.

After seeing countless well-known psychologists, none of them recovered.

This has become Ba Xiaoli's dream demon. She dreamed countless times at midnight, and when she thought of the scene, she couldn't help but tremble and was afraid, but she was stubborn and unwilling to ask for help from others, and could only spend one cold night after another by herself.

If that guy can really cure me, I will forgive him.

With unknown ideas, Ba Xiaoli sent Yan Xiaobei a medical application message.

Didi...

In less than a second, Yan Xiaobei received this message and took out his cell phone to see it. The signator was actually Ba Xiaoli, and Yan Xiaobei was also stunned for a moment.

This guy actually wants to treat himself.

Yan Xiaobei's first idea was to refuse. He was not a generous guy. What's more important is that Ba Xiaoli was injured not his body, but his mind.

"Don't be busy refusing." The mysterious voice said: "The medical skills of our Daleiyin Temple are actually inclined to the mind."

Yan Xiaobei thought about it, so. Where is Da Leiyin Temple?

That is where monks gather together, and the four elements are empty. In life, countless people burn incense and worship Buddha. Isn’t it just to seek peace of mind?

Yan Xiaobei didn't want to damage his fame just because of Ba Xiaoli, and it was not worth it.

So he immediately replied with a message.

"Come immediately after five minutes, no wait for the expiration, be sure to take care of the treatment and not be subject to any expenses. You deserve it."

Although Ba Xiaoli didn't understand the humor of the Eastern style at all, she still saw a strong sense of pride and contempt for herself from the message Yan Xiaobei returned. She was so angry that she wanted to throw her phone on this guy's face.

What is the professional psychological counseling of God's Hand that you deserve.

Is this guy cheating on himself?

And it wasn't enough to rush from the student dormitory to the 18th floor of the teaching building. Five minutes was simply not enough.

"He intentionally didn't want to treat me."

After showing the information to his juniors, Ba Xiaoli said fiercely.

The wise junior said firmly: "Five minutes are enough! Glazing, open the window."

"Yes." The Japanese girl responded crisply, her right hand was thrown out like a whip, and an invisible force hit the window, directly smashing the window to pieces.

The wise junior grabbed Ba Xiaoli's hand and said, "I offended you, sister, let's go!"

An invisible airflow rose from his feet, dragging Ba Xiaoli and herself, flying out of the window like an arrow from the string. With a whoosh, she instantly threw the student dormitory far behind her.

Five minutes, if you run from the student dormitory to the eighteenth floor of the teaching building, it is not enough. Not to mention five minutes, even ten minutes will not work. However, if you use flying, five minutes is enough.

No, three minutes are enough.

When Yan Xiaobei sent the message, he added five minutes, but he thought it was fun. He just wanted to see Ba ​​Xiaoli panting. As for when he arrived, Yan Xiaobei would not care.

However, what he didn't expect was that after only three minutes of the message was sent, a young man caught Zaba Xiaoli and rushed from the sky. He was like a speeding arrow, crossing the missiles in the sky, and used his body to tear the airflow in front of him in half, forming a straight white mist behind him.

This is a supersonic flight!

When an object flies at a speed exceeding the speed of sound, white mist will form behind it.

Among superheroes, there are very few superheroes who can fly at supersonic speeds, Superman, Flash, and Iron Man.

But Yan Xiaobei really didn't expect that there would be someone in the academy who could fly supersonically.
To be continued...