Extraordinary Medical Saint in the City-Chapter 1170 - 1168: No One Can Hurt My Woman!

As soon as Yi Qingyu saw that the person entering was Yi Shengtang, she burst into tears, crying uncontrollably.

The grievances, anger, and helplessness in her heart all poured out at this moment.

An overwhelming wave.

Her eyes were red, her teeth clenched, looking incredibly wronged.

"Brother! Kill Lin Fan! Kill this beast!"

Seeing Yi Shengtang unresponsive, Yi Qingyu cried out again.

Yi Shengtang was stunned.

He was dumbfounded, speechless.

For a moment, he couldn't understand what was happening in front of him.

He looked at the tearful and grief-stricken Yi Qingyu, then at Lin Fan, whose eyes were deep and filled with murderous intent.

Not only was his lower abdomen aching now, but his head also began to throb slightly.

"Brother! Why are you still standing there? Brother!"

Yi Qingyu, as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, saw her brother Yi Shengtang still motionless, standing like a log, and she was burning with anxiety.

Now is the perfect time!

Lin Fan was attending to Yi Siyu, unable to focus on two things at once.

If Yi Shengtang acted now, he would surely take Lin Fan by surprise, tearing him to pieces.

However.

Things did not go as she wished.

The opportunity slipped away in an instant.

By this time, Lin Fan had already settled Yi Siyu and was staring coldly at Yi Shengtang.

His eyes.

Burning with anger.

Murderous intent.

Bursting forth!

Yi Qingyu's hopes were dashed. She wanted to slap her thigh in rage, but her body wouldn't move.

"Brother?! What's wrong with you?!"

Yi Shengtang suddenly came to his senses, blinked his eyes, and quickly walked towards Yi Qingyu.

"Qingyu... are you, are you alright?"

He was quite emotional, his voice and arms trembling, looking Yi Qingyu up and down, unable to express his excitement in words.

As he spoke, he reached out to lift the blanket.

Yi Qingyu was startled and hurriedly shouted.

"Brother!"

"Huh?"

"No, don't lift the blanket... I, I'm not wearing..."

Yi Qingyu's face turned red, her voice as soft as a mosquito's buzz.

Yi Shengtang withdrew his hand as if electrocuted, grinning sheepishly: "It's good you're awake, it's good you're awake... hehe..."

Yi Qingyu looked bewildered, as if Yi Shengtang was speaking an incomprehensible language, not understanding a word.

What does he mean by awake?

She had completely lost the memory of her comatose period.

She was stuck at the moment she consumed the poisonous herb.

What she didn't know was.

It had been a whole year since that moment.

Therefore, she was unaware of her coma, thinking the accidental ingestion happened just yesterday.

A day and a year are worlds apart.

Just as he was about to ask.

Suddenly!

A shadowy figure suddenly appeared in Yi Shengtang's reach.

A dark aura instantly enveloped the two.

"Brother! Be careful!"

Since Yi Shengtang had his back turned, while Yi Qingyu was facing forward.

So before Yi Shengtang could react, Yi Qingyu already started screaming.

But it was still too late.

By the time Yi Shengtang turned around, just beginning to feel the terrifying threat.

His neck had already been grabbed by Lin Fan.

A grown man.

Powerless to resist, was forcibly lifted by Lin Fan.

Lin Fan was expressionless, like a cold-faced King Yan, staring deeply at Yi Shengtang, speechless.

Yi Shengtang suddenly felt a sense of suffocation, his body weak and limp, unable to muster any strength.

Yi Qingyu screamed, her face drained of color in terror.

If he doesn't let go soon.

Brother Yi Shengtang will die!

Suffocated to death!

It's the most painful way to die.

Yi Qingyu's tears flowed down, watching helplessly but unable to do anything.

"Brother... brother... Lin Fan! You beast... scum!"

Outside the door.

Thousands of attendants heard Yi Qingyu's cries.

They were immediately shocked, looking at each other in alarm.

Because the door was closed.

They didn't know what was happening inside. Since Yi Shengtang had ordered them not to enter without permission, they could only stand outside anxiously.

"Something major seems to have happened inside..."

"It sounds like Princess Qingyu is crying."

"Could it be that something happened to the Clan Leader?"

"Nonsense! What kind of person is the Clan Leader? How could anything happen to him."

"But the Clan Leader was seriously injured just now..."

A dead silence.

The crowd recalled the embarrassing state of Yi Shengtang earlier, and their hearts immediately hung in suspense, filled with unease.

In the room, the cries of Yi Qingyu never ceased.

This made everyone's nerves tighten further, anxious and restless.

"No matter! If something has happened to the Clan Leader, what should we do? Let's charge in!"

"Agreed!"

"Agreed!"

A shout echoed from the crowd.

The subordinates all waved their fists in agreement.

On one hand, to protect the safety of the Clan Leader, and on the other, thinking they could gain some fame and benefits from this matter.

Bam!

The subordinates immediately sprang into action, kicking open the door and rushing in noisily.

However, upon entering and taking a closer look.

Shock.

Fear.

Panic.

The Clan Leader Yi Shengtang was held by Lin Fan like a dead dog, completely powerless to fight back.

"Clan Leader!"

"Clan Leader!"

The subordinates shouted frantically, at a loss for what to do.

Yi Qingyu saw so many people rush in, and immediately shouted anxiously.

"Quick! Kill Lin Fan! Save my brother!"

The subordinates suddenly came to their senses.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

Countless shining steel blades were pointed at Lin Fan, and a battle was about to erupt.

Yet Lin Fan only sneered coldly.

A contemptuous sneer.

The Yi Shengtang in his hand was already gasping for breath, his face starting to turn a purplish blue, while his body became stiff.

Lin Fan glanced at the crowded subordinates.

"Pathetic worms, overestimating yourselves."

"When did it become your place, a bunch of ants, to decide what happens here?!"

"Get out of here, all of you!"

Lin Fan suddenly widened his eyes, with flames blazing fiercely within, his violent aura almost shattering all the subordinates.

His voice roared like thunder, stirring a violent wind, howling past.

Immediately!

Lin Fan raised his left hand, casually waving it, as if not exerting any force at all.

Yet.

The subordinates felt an unprecedented sense of oppression!

Coming straight at them!

Everyone was dumbfounded, staring in stupefaction, like pieces of wood standing still, watching a storm sweep in.

Suddenly!

The room filled with wailing cries, echoing to the skies, shattering the Nine Heavens.

The subordinates, despite desperately trying to withstand the violent aura.

It was all in vain.

Before Lin Fan, they were nothing but insignificant ants.

A gentle sweep.

And like dead leaves, one after another, they flew out the door, landing on the open ground outside, bruised and battered.

Bang!

The room door slammed shut once more.

Outside, wailing for the heavens and the earth.

Inside, deathly silent.

Yi Qingyu was left speechless, her eyes filled with disbelief.

With just a wave of his hand, he had driven hundreds and thousands of subordinates out the door.

What kind of realm cultivation is this?!

She incredulously examined Lin Fan up and down.

Just a Ninth Rank Saint Emperor, how could it be...

While she was still in a daze.

Lin Fan suddenly tossed Yi Shengtang like throwing away garbage, casually dropping him at her bedside.

"Brother!"

She cried out urgently, only to see Yi Shengtang's face iron-like, eyes tightly shut, motionless.

"What have you done to my brother?!"

"I will kill you for sure!"

Lin Fan didn't respond, not even sparing Yi Qingyu a glance, as if treating her as non-existent air.

He turned around, walking towards Yi Siyu.

"You! Don't go!" Yi Qingyu yelled, anxious and infuriated.

Yet Lin Fan truly halted his steps, though he did not turn back.

"Rest assured."

His voice was cold, light.

"Yi Shengtang won't die, he still has a breath left."

"I just gave him a lesson. No one can harm my woman."