What's wrong with living for tens of thousands of years and eating soft food?

Zhang Xiaoan, a restless master, kept his eyes wide open and refused to sleep.

The surgeon had no choice but to distract his attention by chatting with him about family affairs while stitching up his wound.

After sewing, the surgeon was surprised to find that the wound on Zhang Xiaoan's stomach seemed to be... slowly healing?

It was clearly a wound as long as an index finger just now. The surgeon in charge chatted with Zhang Xiaoan for a while, and then when he looked down, it seemed that the wound had healed by one centimeter?

The surgeon was not sure whether he was dazzled.

In order to verify his conjecture, he deliberately chatted with Zhang Xiaoan for a while.

When he looked down again, what a boy!

The wound actually healed by about one centimeter!

"You..." The surgeon in charge was shocked: "What kind of physique do you have? Are you superhuman?"

"I am a Namekian." Zhang Xiaoan responded calmly.

He originally wanted to use spells to knock these guys out, but he sadly discovered that he couldn't use spells now, and he probably had to wait for a while.

"What star?"

"Haven't you seen Akira Toriyama's Dragon Ball? The Namekian, the Great Demon King Piccolo, has a recovery function in his body. As long as his head is not injured, he can regrow a broken leg."

The chief surgeon said speechlessly: "I think you have time to look at your head."

"Stop talking nonsense! Hurry up and sew!"

"Okay, can I just sew normally?"

"You sew your hospital's logo and no one cares about you." Zhang Xiaoan said nonchalantly.

Half an hour later, Zhang Xiaoan was pushed out of the operating room.

When he was brought here, he was in a coma, and various physical indicators indicated that he was about to die.

As a result, he was very lively when he was pushed out, and he didn't look like a person who had been hit by a car at all.

It's amazing!

The surgeon in charge once suspected that Zhang Xiaoan was a person with super powers, or that the recovery gene in his body was particularly powerful. Anyway, it was good for the person to be rescued.

After pushing Zhang Xiaoan into the general ward, the nurse said, "Just lie down and recuperate. I've already called your wife. She should be here soon."

"Why are you calling her?"

"You were so seriously injured when you were taken to the hospital, of course I have to contact your family!"

"Oh."

Zhang Xiaoan thought about it.

A few hours ago, he was still Wangjiang, and he was admitted to Hanking Hospital in the blink of an eye. When Fang Moxuan arrives, this matter may not be explained clearly.

But there is a more important thing right now, that is, Zhang Xiaoan doesn't know when his magic will be restored.

Maybe it will never recover?

Probably not. Zhang Xiaoan is very confident. No one in this world can make his cultivation go backwards. He just needs to wait slowly.

I don’t know where Zhang Chengquan has gone. That bastard is simply the scum of the old Zhang family!

After catching him, he must be punished!

……

In a resort somewhere.

Zhang Youzhi, who was staring at Zhang Cheng's full face, sat on a chair, looking out the window at the night and thinking quietly.

No matter where he went during this period, Zhang Chengquan's subordinate beside him would never leave him.

She didn't do anything too extreme to him, but the feeling of being stared at made Zhang Youzhi feel very bad.

And he also heard a little bit about the Zhang family.

Thinking of the Zhang family that Zhang Chengquan had caused so much trouble, Zhang Youzhi was so annoyed that he was almost depressed.

When Zhang Youzhi was stunned, a figure suddenly came in from the window.

After Zhang Chengquan rolled into the house, he knelt on the floor and vomited a mouthful of blood with a "wow" sound.

Zhang Xiaoan's kick broke his bones and tendons, and he almost died on the spot.

"What's wrong with you?" Zhang Youzhi asked with a frown, without any intention of getting up and going to help him.

After Zhang Chengquan calmed down for a while, he suddenly grinned: "Haha...hahaha...our ancestors of the Zhang family are well-deserved!"

"Have you met the ancestor?!"

Zhang Youzhi was overjoyed. If Zhang Chengquan met his ancestor, would he be saved?

"We met and beat me half to death..." Zhang Chengquan raised his head and said, "I can no longer stay in the Zhang family. You should go back. I have wronged you during this time."

Zhang Chengquan waved his hand, and a cloud of black energy erupted from Zhang Youzhi's body, returning to his original decrepit appearance.

Looking down at his wrinkled hands, Zhang Youzhi was so excited that he couldn't express it in words.

It was good to regain his youth, but Zhang Youzhi didn't know why. He just liked his old skin. Even if he didn't live for a few years, he didn't want to live with Zhang Chengquan's face.

He looked at Zhang Chengquan and asked in disbelief: "Are you really going to let me go back to the Zhang family?"

"You are from the Zhang family and my nephew, Zhang Chengquan. I have said that I will not do anything to harm the Zhang family."

If it had been the past and Zhang Chengquan had not done so many things, Zhang Youzhi would definitely still believe what he said.

Now he doesn't think Zhang Chengquan is a kind person, but it is always a good thing to be free.

"Thank you." Zhang Youzhi thanked him, raised his legs and left.

"and many more!"

Zhang Youzhi stopped and turned around, asking with a calm expression: "Do you regret letting me go?"

"Go back and bring a message to the ancestor for me. Tell him that I am from the Zhang family. No matter when the time comes, I will never do anything to regret the Zhang family. Please help me beg for mercy for the ancestor and let him give me a A place to stay.”

"Actually, you can tell the ancestor these words directly in front of him. The ancestor is a very good person. After all, we are all his descendants. As long as you sincerely apologize to the ancestor, I think he will forgive you. ." Zhang Youzhi asked: "Do you want to go back with me?"

"No, I have difficulty moving now. You can go back by yourself first. I will go back to the family to see my ancestor."

"Okay, I will convey your words to my ancestors word for word. Thank you for taking care of me these days." Zhang Youzhi thanked him, raised his legs and left the room.

As soon as he walked away, Zhang Chengquan immediately knelt on the ground and vomited three mouthfuls of blood in a row.

This is the difference between him and Zhang Xiaoan. Zhang Chengquan is definitely the leader among the crowd that no one dares to offend. He can make a person disappear in a wave of his hand.

But when facing Zhang Xiaoan, he couldn't even withstand the opponent's kick. That feeling of powerlessness still makes Zhang Chengquan still frightened.

A subordinate on the side stepped forward and asked, "Sir, are you okay?"

"I suffered some internal injuries. I'll be fine after a few days of rest. It won't be a problem." With the help of his subordinates, Zhang Chengquan sat on the chair.

"Sir, are you sincere in what you said just now about asking for peace?"

"Of course not." Zhang Chengquan's eyes became sinister: "The strength gap between Zhang Xiaoan and I is too great. I don't have the strength to fight back in front of him. I need time."

"As long as you give me enough time, I will definitely find a way to kill him!"