Inside the Emperor Residence, there's a dedicated operating room, equipped with the world's most advanced technology, and this operating room is custom-made for Li Feng.
After all, besides being the Dragon King, Li Feng has another nickname, Surgical Knife.
Wu Qi rushed in from outside, "Don't move."
He stopped the Dragon Guards from moving Old Eagle, stepped forward, crouched down, and looked at the injuries on Old Eagle's body.
The next second, Wu Qi gasped sharply.
The right arm was severed, blood pooled everywhere, and there was a massive wound on the chest, almost cutting from the shoulder to under the ribs, nearly exposing bone.
"It's too late."
Wu Qi bit his teeth; although he didn't want to say it, such an injury was beyond saving, too much blood loss.
One must know a normal person, if an artery ruptures and they miss the optimal three-minute treatment window, they are almost beyond saving.
