Douluo Zhang San's counterattack life

Although Zhang San understood that the potion given to him by the old man in front of him was quite effective, he knew that there was still a big gap between the healing effect provided by the old man and the healing effect provided by the system he owned.

The system's healing function can not only repair physical wounds, but even broken limbs can grow back. As for soul power and physical strength, it can be restored [-]%, and these are basically completed in an instant. Zhang San can also use this healing effect By sharing it with others, it can be said that Zhang San himself can be regarded as a "healer".

The healing function consumes system points. If the system points are exhausted, the system will not be able to provide any functions.

In addition, the system itself should have more capabilities for him to explore. Zhang San believed that if he could skillfully use the system's capabilities, he would be able to make a career in Douluo Continent.

It’s just that the sound of the system disappeared for some reason. Without that sound, the system in his head felt like it had lost its soul. Zhang San was very uncomfortable with it.

[Master, are you thinking of me? 】

However, at this moment, a vivid female voice suddenly appeared in Zhang San's mind.

"Um?!"

Zhang San, who was unprepared, was startled and almost jumped out of the hospital bed.

"Huh? Little brother, what's wrong with you? Is there any adverse reaction?"

Old Walker, who was preparing herbs for Zhang San, was very surprised. He turned around and said:

"Put your hand over here and I'll check it again for you."

"Ahem! No, it's okay!"

Zhang San coughed twice awkwardly, then turned over and landed on the ground, jumping twice on the ground and said:

"Senior's medicine is so effective. I feel all the strength in my body has surged up, and I plan to move my muscles more."

Before the old man could speak, another voice interrupted.

"Sit back quickly, your muscles and bones are damaged now, and it won't heal so quickly."

"Uh? Why haven't you left yet?"

Zhang San turned to look at the speaker. The black-haired woman sitting on the bench in the corner, wearing a gorgeous Rakshasa robe, was Zhu Huayin.

It's not surprising that Zhu Huayin is here. She was in very bad condition after drowning at the time, so she was naturally sent to the medical room with Zhang San for treatment.

However, since they were all wet, Zhang San and Zhu Huayin both dried themselves off and changed their clothes before returning.

Since Zhang San's own limbs were weak and it was difficult to move, it was the two female waiters who helped him dry his body and change his clothes. During this period, neither party said anything. After all, everyone was very embarrassed when this happened, and Zhang San didn't want to blame them. He knew that they had no choice at that time, and the two waitresses were so ashamed that they had no choice but to take care of Zhang San as tenderly as possible in order to ask for forgiveness.

In fact, Zhang San didn't want to trouble the two maids, but later Zhang San found that he couldn't move, so he still let the two maids support him all the way to the medical room.

Zhu Huayin put on her own outfit and came over, and it seemed that her mental state had returned to normal.It's just that when she came to the medical room, she neither received diagnosis nor left with the two waitresses.

He just sat on the bench in the corner, staring at Zhang San, wondering what was going on in his mind.

"Do you think I want it?"

Zhu Huayin frowned, stared at Zhang San with a disgusted expression and said:

"Her Royal Highness the Saint has asked me to confirm your safety."

Zhang San also said unceremoniously:

"I'm fine now, I can jump and breathe, so can you go?"

"..."

Hearing this, Zhu Huayin remained silent, but still sat firmly on the bench with his legs crossed, showing no intention of leaving.

Zhang San knew that as long as Zhu Huayin didn't want to leave, he couldn't possibly drive her away, so he sat back on the bed and said:

"Fuck! If you don't want to leave, then don't keep staring at me, okay? She looks like a female ghost, so scary."

"What did you say?!"

When Zhu Huayin heard this, he stood up immediately.

"Who looks like a female ghost?"

As expected, this woman's attack was no different from the female ghost in red who was seeking her life.

Zhang San, who was locked by the pressure of Zhu Huayin, the soul saint, suddenly felt a chill running down his spine and did not dare to reply.

"Ha ha!"

At this time, Old Walker came to smooth things over. He held his long beard and laughed twice before saying:

"It's rare to see Yinshi-sama so energetic? But please calm down. This is the medical room and there are other patients here. You'd better not get angry."

"Um...I'm sorry."

What surprised Zhang San was that such an arrogant female soul saint like Zhu Huayin actually calmed down her arrogance when the old man said it.

Is it because the old man has a good background, or is Zhu Huayin's temper actually not bad?

When Old Walker saw Zhu Huayin giving him a little face, his smile became brighter and he said respectfully:

"Master Yinshi, are you okay with your health? Are you sure you don't need me to diagnose you?"

"I'm fine, no need to worry."

After Zhu Huayin left these words, she sat back on the bench, crossed her legs, crossed her arms across her chest, and closed her eyes, seemingly to rest her eyes, but she suddenly added again:

"As long as this guy is fine, you can take good care of him and don't let him die."

Old Walker nodded and said:

"Understood, I will treat this little brother carefully."

Then Old Walker turned around and said while grinding the powder:

"Although this little brother's injuries were serious, there were cracks in the muscles and bones when he came in, and even the internal organs were displaced and damaged. If others couldn't survive for a while, even if the old man was there to treat him, I'm afraid the root cause of the disease would be revealed, but his His physique is quite tough and his recovery ability is also very good. With a little care from me, I believe he will be back to health soon."

Zhang San was also a little surprised when he heard this. He didn't know that his injury was so serious.

When he used Collapsing Mountain to attack Zhu Huayin, he withstood all of Zhu Huayin's damage at that time.

When he was hit by Zhu Huayin's attack, he only felt iron fists hitting his body. The pain was certainly there, but Zhang San's "invigorating" effect improved his tolerance for pain.

What's more, Zhang San was also a man who had been through the sword and the frying pan. He had a high tolerance for pain, so he didn't take it seriously at the time.

Now it seems that I was actually seriously injured at that time, and I just relied on my endurance to complete the next thing.

As for the old man's mention of his excellent physical fitness, endurance and recovery, Zhang San believed that this should be related to the strange food he ate in Baisha.

In this way, Baisha really didn't lie to him. What he ate was all good food, which was of great benefit to him.

High vitality and high recovery power make him seem invincible...

"Ha! Cockroach."

Zhu Huayin's sudden and abrupt words made Zhang San, who was sorting out his thoughts, immediately embarrassed.

"I'll go! No one will think you're mute if you don't speak, okay?!"

He Zhang San also has a temper, and he has had enough of being ridiculed by Zhu Huayin.Besides, he had successfully defeated Zhu Huayin once before, so he was no longer afraid of this female soul saint, so he naturally responded rudely.

"you……"

Of course Zhu Huayin didn't want to suffer a loss, even if it was just verbally, she didn't intend to let Zhang San have the upper hand.

Just when the two were about to quarrel again, Old Walker said:

"Little friend Zhang San, please don't make any noise in the medical room."

"Uh, ok, ok."

Okay, Zhang San has lost his temper now.

The old man's plain words were filled with an irrefutable majesty.

Maybe this is the aura of those respected seniors?

After experiencing what it was like to be taught by an old man, Zhang San did not dare to speak any more.

Lying down on the hospital bed obediently, regardless of whether Zhu Huayin was still staring at him, he closed his eyes and his breathing gradually calmed down. He really needed a good rest now.