Hunting College

Friday night, half past nine.

Zheng Qing turned into a black cat, with a sullen face, sitting in the conference room of the Seven Deadly Sins. The devils were chattering around him, talking about it, and it was very lively, but he never said a word.

That's right, he is not lying in the school hospital now, but appears in the devil's gathering in good health.

The accident in the afternoon practical class did break several of his ribs, ruptured several of his internal organs, and made him successfully vomit blood in front of everyone - but that was all - when Hilda hurriedly sent him away After entering the school hospital, the therapists who heard the news gave up treating him in just three seconds.

It wasn’t that the therapists were careless, or that Zheng Qing died of serious injuries.

But there is no need to treat it.

After he was seriously injured this time, his body showed strong recovery ability. The skin burned by lightning regenerated at a speed visible to the naked eye, the ruptured internal organs returned to their original state unconsciously, and the broken ribs were rejoined when he lay on the bed in the school hospital. A few inconspicuous bone cracks were left, and those bone cracks disappeared at an alarming speed during the examination by the therapists.

When the nurses wiped away the blood stains on his body, they were surprised to find that there were not many scars on the wizard's body, which shocked Zheng Qing who was lying on the magic carpet.

"What is certain is that pure physical damage cannot keep you in bed for two days. Perhaps magical damage can leave a deeper mark on you."

Xiao Xiao took advantage of the nurse to go through the discharge procedures and warned the witch slowly: "...Mrs. Bella was very angry. Before he left, you scolded everyone, and then left half of the class. Each of you copied the "Code of Dangerous Spellcasting"... Fatty is relieved."

Wen Huan smiled dryly, took the discharge form, and thanked Shi Min for the therapist's advice.

The horse-faced doctor greeted Hill cheerfully: "Since he had a bad headache, he has been coming to the campus hospital a lot... The next time I see him will be last summer, right? Well, don't worry, although Zheng Qingda sent his The situation is exaggerated, but before you checked, you found that he had some minor physical problems, and he was very good...the discharge procedures have not been completed for him yet..."

The ward door opened, and a therapist with a horse face led two nurses to the patient's bed.

"See you soon!"

Xiao Xiao glanced at me, obviously knowing what I was asking.

Hill finally understood why fortune tellers in the wizarding world were so short-lived.

Mrs. Bella is the head nurse of the school hospital and the nurse in charge of students during the school's practical classes. She is usually very kind, but when it comes to students being in danger, she immediately turns into a tigress.

I curled my lips, obviously feeling very sorry for the wasted potion: "...Of course, you must know that he was the mastermind behind the accident, and he would probably pour a small bottle of zombie potion into his mouth, and then... Then chop him into pieces."

As for the doctor's mention of Fatty Xin's sorrow, Hill probably understood it well. After all, in my opinion, half of the responsibility for the accident lay with the fat man.

"Why is he so late in class?" Hill looked at the short witch suspiciously.

Watching the paper crane disappear into the ward, I remembered the little doctor next to me.

Hill said in Chapter 7 that he took out a quill pen and floral paper and hurriedly wrote a letter of safety.

"It does work."

"Did he swear yesterday that that method would work?" Nian Zhong, the assistant coach, sounded a bit complaining.

"He is in need." The horse-faced healer waved his hand: "His injuries were repaired by the healing potion. It is his own repair ability... He is as strong as a wild dragon now, and he is as strong as a pure-blooded werewolf. His recovery power is weak...Did he undergo any physical modifications?"

"But your bones were really broken at that time!" Hill still didn't give up and asked tentatively: "You mean, I heard that some healing potions only restore the surface of the body, but the patient still needs a period of time. Time to rest…”

Hill had a heated battle subconsciously.

"He obviously meant that yesterday!" I lamented and slammed my head back out of the bed.

"Before he was blown away, Jiang Yu almost rushed over with Zheng Qingda, and filled him with a small bottle of healing potion before the teaching assistant. This bottle looked very expensive."

While we were talking, I handed the discharge opinion form to Wen Huan, and at the same time I suggested with great interest: "...What if you want to participate in the scientific research project of the school hospital? The pay will be very generous!"

"Knowledge is the source of all blessings and disasters."

Good diviners hate sophistry, so even if we don't die from the backlash of the fortune-telling magic, we will die from the angry revenge of the guests.

"...So, I am sure you are him. Write a letter immediately to report to someone that you are safe. Thank you for this precious bottle of potion. By the way, remind you that everything is fine and you are not ready to be discharged from the hospital. So, in case, You hurried to the school hospital after a while and he disappeared... This makes his sin even more serious." After saying that, Xiao Xiao glanced at the time, UU Reading www.uukansｈhu. com added: "It's not even seventeen minutes before class starts, so a text message comes in time."

"Where are the others?"

"Because Mrs. Bella knows that you can't memorize all the rules and regulations, and your conduct score has always been perfect." Dr. Xiao Xiao adjusted his glasses and looked nervous: "So when you mentioned that you wanted to take care of him in the school hospital, At that time, you agreed almost immediately..."

Before the diviner of the Forgiveness Hunting Team sang an ancient poem quoted from nowhere in a deep aria, he explained in an understatement: "Divination has a very subtle magic power, just like a wind that can blow... Extinguishing the flame can also fuel the fire. Therefore, real fortune tellers are very cautious in the use of divination results. More often than not, we are like passers-by passing by, observing the changes in the world with indifference... Do you believe it is not because You use your divination ability too little to interfere with reality, so my luck is so wonderful."

Immediately, I remembered the wonderful prediction made by the fortune teller last night.

Dr. Xiao Xiao rubbed the bamboo slips hanging under his belt and shrugged his shoulders: "You have just figured it out. Divination shows that it works, which means that he will indeed be seriously injured according to that method... But does the divination show that he will be seriously injured... The duration of his injury is clear... and the divination conclusion shows that it works, which means that according to that method, he still has to go to Xialinyuan for spring hunting, so his idea of ​​​​escape is feasible... Then the interpretation of yes is a little bit... Are you conflicted too?"

Hill couldn't wait to interrupt the doctor's ramblings, and looked at the fortune teller behind him vaguely and anxiously, with a hint of urging in his tone: "What about the other people, how about the other people?"

There was a rush of footsteps in the corridor, and the two young wizards immediately shut up.