Zhang Fan's fingers twisted irregularly.
One second!
Three seconds!
Five seconds!
Suddenly, Zhang Fan stopped and stood up, rummaging around in the medical office.
Following the System's healing protocol, Zhang Fan picked up a prescription and ran to the pharmacy!
However, at this moment, a group of people around them watched Gao Qi, drenched in sweat, feeling a chill running down their spines!
My goodness! Was Zhang Fan trying to kill Gao Qi?
Yet, seeing Zhang Fan busying himself, they grew increasingly curious.
What on earth was Zhang Fan doing?
Could it be that he knew how to heal?
No way! That can't be right!
He already had the titles of top student, singing master, basketball ace, and rich tycoon, and now a doctor too? Damn it, did others even have a chance to live?
So there they were, a bunch of college students huddling together, watching Zhang Fan concoct medicine in the pharmacy, not looking away.
