Silencers on the muzzle emitted wisps of white smoke,
Having completed the shot, Edmund didn't hesitate at all and immediately ran to the edge of the rooftop.
At this moment, the figure of Yi Chen, who had been sent flying, had vanished—most likely fallen from the rooftop.
The 'Defibrillation Palm Strike' from the male doctor was extremely powerful; if followed by the trauma of a fall, in Edmund's view, even if one didn't die, they would be seriously injured.
When he arrived,
Snap!
A palm covered in vine-like marks had just grabbed hold of the edge.
It easily hoisted the body up, returning to the rooftop.
Yi Chen even brushed off his clothes nonchalantly, his gaze shifting towards the patient who had already fallen to the ground not far away.
In his field of vision,
the ancient text naming the creature on the patient's head—[Heart Saver - Francisco Holt (Patient)]—turned from flesh-colored to gray, indicating the target was dead.