The weakest martial artist? One punch and he's leveled up a whole realm!

Fatty Wang immediately panicked.

"Uncle, how could I possibly have a problem?"

The school doctor in the white coat glanced at Fatty Wang.

He didn't bring up the topic again.

Instead, he looked towards the bed.

Your roommate is awake.

These words were spoken.

Fatty Wang quickly looked at Ye Xiao on the bed.

At this moment, Ye Xiao indeed opened his eyes.

"Brother Xiao, are you alright?"

"You suddenly fainted, it scared me to death."

"I thought something had happened to you!"

Ye Xiao opened his eyes, still adjusting to his surroundings and his new body.

He also remembered using his ability before he lost consciousness: limb regeneration.

At this moment, Ye Xiao tried to flick his fingers.

Then I discovered that I could move.

The previous issues with the severed finger and exposed bone have also improved.

"I'm fine."

Ye Xiao smiled as he answered Fatty Wang's concerns.

"Are you really alright?"

"It's really nothing."

Ye Xiao repeatedly told Fatty Wang that he was indeed alright.

At the same time, Ye Xiao recalled the situation before he fell into a coma.

He felt all the blood and energy in his body being mobilized and flowing to his severed finger to repair it.

It was this very behavior that led to insufficient blood and qi supply to other parts of his body.

The brain is also in a state of severe ischemia.

Then, without realizing it, he fainted.

Ye Xiao thought to himself, "It seems that the use of status abilities is not something that can be done at will."

"In the future, we must use the ability to regenerate short limbs with caution and only when necessary."

And just then...

The school doctor in the white coat stood beside Ye Xiao's bed, staring down at him.

"So you're this year's E-rank martial arts freshman?"

Fatty Wang was just about to explain for Ye Xiao, "Uncle, although he's an E-rank professional, actually Ye Xiao..."

The school doctor in the white coat spoke in a cold tone.

"Wang Hou, I didn't ask you anything. Go wait outside."

"I have something to talk to him about alone."

Seeing this, Fatty Wang realized it was the first time he had ever seen his uncle so serious and earnest.

After much hesitation, I left the ward.

He then said to Ye Xiao, "Brother Xiao, I'll wait for you outside. Call me if you need anything!"

After saying that, Fatty Wang left the room.

Only Ye Xiao and the school doctor in the white coat remained.

Ye Xiao nodded and answered the other person's question: "Yes."

The school doctor in the white coat said, "You're quite unusual."

this sentence.

Ye Xiao felt completely bewildered.

"Your physical fitness is better than any other student I've ever seen."

"Even many people who are at the fifth realm or above and also cultivate their physique do not have a body as well as yours."

"For a martial artist to cultivate their body to this level, you must have suffered a lot, right?"

The school doctor in the white coat examines Ye Xiao, who is in a coma.

They then discovered the extraordinary secret of Ye Xiao's body.

After Ye Xiao listened to what the school doctor in the white coat said...

He fell silent.

Because, firstly, he didn't know the person in front of him, and secondly, he couldn't judge whether the person had good intentions or bad intentions towards him.

The school doctor in the white coat saw through the boy's thoughts at a glance, observing Ye Xiao's silent demeanor.

He smiled and then said.

"Everyone has their own secrets about cultivation, and you are no exception."

"Turn over!"

The school doctor in the white coat spoke in a cold tone, adopting the demeanor of a doctor.

Ye Xiao turned over as instructed by the school doctor in the white coat.

"Take off your clothes!"

Then Ye Xiao took off his shirt.

Ye Xiao's back was covered in bruises, stretching from his shoulder blades all the way to his waist, like a painting that had been violently smeared.

Several areas of skin had cracked open, covered with dark red scabs, and surrounded by yellow bruising.

The school doctor in the white coat pointed out each of Ye Xiao's injuries.

"His shoulder is bluish-purple, swollen, and there is obvious bruising under the skin."

"Large areas of bruising and scabs on his back, from his shoulder blades to his waist."

"Your arms, from your wrists to your elbows, are covered in dense red spots. These are the marks left after you soaked in the icy pool and got frostbite."

"On his chest, there were several scabbed scratches, which looked like they were left by the bumps in the flesh mill."

With just a few words, the school doctor in the white coat thoroughly dissected the body-refining process Ye Xiao had undergone.

Ye Xiao couldn't help but be surprised by the man in front of him.

And just then...

The school doctor in the white coat said, "Get out of bed and go to the treatment room inside."

Although Ye Xiao didn't understand, he still did as instructed.

I followed the school doctor in the white coat into one of the rooms inside.

When he went inside, he was surprised to see a wooden bathtub.

The basin contained a dark brown liquid, which was steaming.

A strong medicinal smell wafted through the air, bitter with astringency and spiciness.

"Soak it in." The school doctor in the white coat said directly.

Ye Xiao looked at the basin of medicinal liquid: "What is this?"

"A medicinal bath." The school doctor in the white coat added a few more herbs to the bath, saying, "It will not only heal your injuries, but also strengthen your muscles and bones."

Upon hearing this, a look of surprise appeared on Ye Xiao's face.

Because he had never met the other person before, this was their first meeting.

And she's also the school doctor.

Normally, it would be impossible to treat him so well.

And medicinal baths to treat his injuries?

Ye Xiao didn't believe it.

The school doctor in the white coat does this for all students who come to see him.

The school doctor in the white coat watched Ye Xiao for a long time without moving.

He frowned and said, "Did you think I was giving you a free medicinal bath?"

"Do you know that people want money?"

Ye Xiao chuckled wryly: "But I have no money..."

The school doctor in the white coat spoke indifferently, offering only two simple and straightforward words.

"Buy on credit."

Ye Xiao took off his shoes and put his feet into the medicinal liquid.

The water was very hot, but not the kind of hot that burns the skin; it was the kind of hot that burns the bones.

The heat surged up from the soles of my feet, spreading along my calves, knees, and thighs, all the way to my entire body.

Those bruises looked like they were being rubbed from the inside by a hand.

The fractured bones seemed to be repaired by countless fine needles.

"Are you feeling comfortable?" the school doctor in the white coat asked.

Ye Xiao shook his head: "It hurts."

"It's good that it hurts." The school doctor in the white coat pulled up a chair and sat down next to her. "Pain means the medicine is working. Medicine that doesn't hurt is a scam."

"Young people should be in pain; comfort is for the dead."

The medicinal bath lasted for half an hour.

Ye Xiao closed his eyes and felt the changes in his body—those hidden injuries, those bruises, those bone fractures were gradually repaired under the effect of the medicine.

He could feel his bones hardening, his tendons becoming tougher, and his skin thickening.

It wasn't an illusion; the medicinal liquid was pushing him in an even stronger direction.

Suddenly.

Ye Xiao suddenly heard the school doctor in the white coat ask a question.

"Your father is Ye Zhenghe?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Xiao asked in surprise, "You know him?"

The school doctor in the white coat remained silent for a moment, then slowly nodded, tacitly agreeing with Ye Xiao's question.

Then he said, "Your father owes me something he hasn't done yet."

"Since you're his son, you're obligated to inherit his father's debts. Are you going to take on this responsibility or not?"

Ye Xiao didn't say a word, his tone firm.

"I'll take it!"