Poor, semifinals
In the Semifinal Competition.
Xiong Wenwu's massive bleeding was obviously the biggest spectacle.
Drawn by the blood all over the ground, the spectators looked over and were astonished to discover that the Songyang High School student had actually defeated Red Pagoda High School's strongest competitor.
Hu Yuntao hurriedly rushed over and sent Xiong Wenwu off for treatment.
When he heard that Xiong Wenwu's massive bleeding had actually been caused by hemorrhoids, Hu Yuntao instinctively clenched his buttocks.
"What do we do? Rely on surgery? Go to the hospital for hemorrhoid surgery every time it comes back?"
Thinking of the surgical fees he would have to pay again and again, Hu Yuntao's heart ached. "Damn it! Why do I have external hemorrhoids too? Why couldn't I have internal hemorrhoids? If they were internal, the Body Refinement Cultivation Method could protect them, and I wouldn't have to spend money on surgery."
The competition coach beside him patted his shoulder and said with a smile, "Silly boy, what do people do when they discover their head is being attacked as a weakness?"
"Of course, they practice the Iron Head Skill!" Hu Yuntao's eyes lit up. "You mean...?"
"That's right." The competition coach's gaze suddenly turned cold as he looked at Hu Yuntao and Xiong Wenwu on the operating bed. "Once you get back to school, prepare yourselves for grueling training. School Board Long is extremely dissatisfied with your performance this time."
Listening to their conversation, the emergency doctor could not help thinking, The head is a vital point. Can't they just wear helmets?
On the other side of the emergency treatment area.
After hearing the doctor's quote, Bai Zhenzhen's face darkened. After asking several more times, she suddenly said, "For these claw wounds on my body, don't consider scar removal,