Zheng Qing turned into a black cat with a dark face and sat in the conference room of the Seven Deadly Sins. The devils were chirping around it and talking, very lively, but it never said a word.
That's right, he is not lying in the school hospital now, but appears healthy at the devil's gathering.
The accident in the practice class in the afternoon did break a few of his ribs, break a few of his internal organs, and even made him vomit blood in front of everyone - but that's all - When Hilda hurriedly sent him to the school hospital, the therapists who heard the news gave up their treatment in just three seconds.
It’s not that the therapists are not attentive, nor that Zheng Qing is seriously injured and unable to cure him.
But it doesn't need treatment.
After being seriously injured this time, his body showed strong recovery ability. The skin burned by lightning was reborn at a speed visible to the naked eye. The broken internal organs were unknowingly recovered as before, and the broken ribs were reunited when he lay on the bed of the school hospital, leaving only a few inconspicuous bone cracks, and the few bone cracks disappeared at an astonishing speed during the examination of the therapists.
When the nurses wiped off the blood stains on his body, they were shocked to find that there were not many scars on the witch's body, which scared Zheng Qing, who was lying on the magic carpet.
"What is certain is that simple physical damage cannot make you lie in the hospital bed for two days. Perhaps magical damage can leave a deeper mark on you."
Xiao Xiao spoke quickly when the nurse went to go through the discharge procedures and warned the witch: "...Madam Bella was very annoyed. After you left, she scolded everyone, and then for the remaining half of the class, each of us copied the "Safe Casting Code"... The fat man was so worried."
Mrs. Bella is the head nurse of the school hospital and the in-class nurse who is responsible for student safety during the school’s practical class. She is usually very kind, but when it comes to student safety, she will immediately turn into a tigress.
As for the doctor's sorrow about Fatty Xin's mention, Zheng Qing can probably understand that, after all, in the eyes of others, half of the responsibility for the accident lies with the fat man.
"Then why can the class be terminated early?" Zheng Qing looked at the short witch suspiciously.
"Because Mrs. Bella knew that I could memorize all the rules, and my training scores were always full." Dr. Xiao Da held his glasses and looked relaxed: "So when I mentioned that I wanted to go to the school hospital to take care of you, she almost immediately agreed..."
"Where are the others?"
Zheng Qing couldn't wait to interrupt the doctor's nagging, looked at the fortune teller in front of him obscurely and anxiously, and urged him in his tone: "What about other people, what about others?"
Xiao Xiao glanced at him, obviously knowing what he was asking.
"After you were blown away, Jiang Yu almost rushed over with Hilda, and fed you a large bottle of healing potion before the assistant teacher. The bottle looked very expensive."
He curled his lips, obviously feeling very sorry for the wasted potion: "...Of course, if she knew you were the mastermind behind this accident, she would probably pour a large bottle of zombie potion into your mouth and then chop you into sausage."
Zheng Qing subconsciously fought a cold war.
"...So, if I were you, write a letter immediately to someone to report peace, thank her for her precious potion, and remind her that everything is fine and she is ready to be discharged from the hospital, so as not to rush to the school hospital in a while and you disappear... Then your sin will be even worse." Speaking of this, Xiao Xiao glanced at the time and added: "It's fifteen minutes before get out of class is over, and a text message is still in time."
Without saying a word, Zheng Qing took out a quill pen and flower paper and hurriedly wrote a letter of peace.
He watched the paper crane disappear into the ward before he remembered the great doctor beside him.
Immediately, he remembered the bad prophecy of the fortune teller last night.
"Didn't you swear yesterday that this method works?" The young assistant teacher said with a little complaining tone.
"It really works."
Dr. Xiao stroked the bamboo slips hanging on his belt and shrugged his shoulders: "I just figured it out. Buxiang showed that it works, which means that you will indeed be seriously injured according to this method... But Buxiang did not clarify the duration of your injury... and the divination conclusion showed that it didn't work, which means that according to this method, you still have to go to Shanglinyuan to spring hunt, so your idea of escaping will not work... Does this interpretation feel that it is not contradictory at all?"
Zheng Qing finally knew why the fortune tellers in the wizard world were so short-lived.
If fortune tellers like to quibble so much, even if they do not die from the backlash of divination magic, they will die from the angry revenge of the guests.
"You obviously didn't mean that yesterday!" He lamented and smashed his head into the quilt.
“Ignorance is the source of all misfortunes and disasters.”
After chanting an ancient poem quoted from somewhere in a deep aria, the fortune teller of the fortune teller explained lightly: "Divine has very subtle magic, like a wind, which can both blow out the flames and promote the fire. Therefore, real fortune tellers are very cautious in the use of divination results. Most of the time, they are like passers-by, observing the changes in the world indifferently... I suspect that it is because I use my divination ability to interfere with reality too much, so everyone's luck is so bad."
A hurried footsteps came from the corridor, and the two young wizards immediately shut up.
The ward door opened, and a therapist with a horse-faced face brought two nurses to the patient's bedside.
"haven't seen you for a long time!"
Dr. Ma Fang greeted Zheng Qing happily: "Since your headache has recovered, I rarely come to the school hospital... I saw you last summer vacation, right? Well, don't worry, although Hilda said your situation was exaggerated when she sent it, we found that you have no major health problems after checking it... The discharge procedures have been completed for you..."
"But my bones were really broken at that time!" Zheng Qing was still a little unwilling to give up and asked tentatively: "I mean, I heard that some healing potions only restore the injuries on the surface of the body, but the patient still needs some time to rest..."
"You don't need it." The horse-faced therapist waved his hand: "Your injury is not repaired by healing potions, but the repair ability you have... You are now strong like a little bitch, and pure-blooded werewolf, as strong as you are not as strong as your recovery... Are you doing a physical transformation?"
While speaking, he handed Zheng Qing the discharge opinion form, and at the same time he was very interested in proposing: "...Do you want to participate in the scientific research project of the school hospital? The reward is very generous!"
Zheng Qing smiled dryly and took the discharge form. He thanked Bumin for the therapist's advice.