President Bingshan’s personal doctor

Chapter 2234 Taking off the mask (6 updates)
  Her old and cloudy eyes stared at Su Han seriously, and her pupils couldn't help but shrink.

It was not obvious just now, but now Su Han's recovery speed is obviously accelerating. Yun Po can feel that there is a white mysterious energy flowing continuously in the meridians in Su Han's body.

Through the meridians of the limbs and bones, it reaches the whole body, constantly nourishing and repairing the injured organs!
  "This……"

Yun Po was so shocked that she could hardly speak, "Is this... is this a martial arts technique?"

A martial arts technique that could match the blood talent of their clan?
  This is simply unbelievable!

She looked at Su Han blankly, thinking of what Gao Tang had reported to her before, that Su Han could control fire and his footwork was faster than that of the Wind Clan. What was displayed in front of her now was the powerful self-healing ability. It’s more powerful than the Nuwa clan’s vitality!

But Su Han is not from the Fire Clan, nor the Wind Clan, let alone the Nuwa Clan.

"Martial arts skills can really surpass the natural bloodline..." Yun Po murmured, thinking of what happened a thousand years ago, "Mortals can really achieve themselves... Does Su Han exist just to prove this? "

Po Yun's eyes flickered. Su Han's existence was to break the inherent class and break the shackles that allowed mortals to transcend bloodline!

"Grandma?"

Seeing that her grandma was in a daze, Xiaoya couldn't help shouting. She had never seen Po Yun's expression like this.

"I am fine."

Yun Po exhaled, feeling a little confused.

"Just take care of him and call me if you need anything."

At this moment, Granny Yun really understood why this kid had that kind of aura.

Su Han did what that man couldn't do back then. He might even really open up a road, a road that mortals could walk on. But... Yun Po knew how big the resistance was.

Otherwise, how could a man as strong as that man, who was so important even in the wilderness, fall?
  "How can it be so easy to break class stereotypes?"

Po Yun said nothing more, sighed, turned and left.

Su Han still hasn't woken up, but his complexion has obviously improved for a long time, his aura is also constantly improving, and his blood is gradually recovering.

Xiaoya could clearly feel that the vitality in Su Han was constantly strengthening!

This is simply a miracle.

"Great, great!"

Xiaoya was overjoyed. She glanced at the Insect King and said, "Don't worry, he will be fine."

The Insect King grunted, nodded slightly, his eyes relaxed obviously, and moved closer to Su Han, wanting to use his body to give Su Han as much warmth as possible.

At this moment, Su Han seemed to be asleep.

But his body still remained awake.

Zhezi Avenue is running wildly and never stops!
  In the dantian, the copper coin ring trembled slightly, and traces of white profound energy spread out, flowing from the dantian to the whole body, constantly using the "Zhe Zi Dao" to repair the wounds...

"Hiss..."

The injuries in Su Han's body continued to heal, repairing at a speed visible to the naked eye. Even a tribe with extremely strong vitality such as the Nuwa tribe could not compare with it.

"call……"

Su Han's breathing gradually became even, his face was rosy, and his chest was heaving. Except for the mottled blood stains on his body, it was completely impossible to tell that he was a seriously injured person.

It just takes time, a little more time, and he'll wake up.

Xiaoya and the Insect King stayed by the side, waiting for Su Han to open his eyes.

…    At that time.

Looking at the people surrounding him, Xie Wantang had a ferocious expression on his face: "When have I ever offended you Shui Tribe! What do you mean by surrounding me and killing me!"

He panted and ran away for a long time, but was still caught. I am afraid he will die here today!

The Nuwa Tribe issued a kill order. Seeing him, all the big and small ethnic groups took action, wanting to use their heads to exchange resources with the Nuwa Tribe. Unexpectedly, even the elders of the Shui Tribe took action!
  "Why did I kill you?"

"Hmph! You still dare to ask! No matter how well you disguise yourself, you can't escape our pursuit! If I can't kill you with one slap, you're lucky!"

Several old guys from the Shui Tribe stared at Xie Wantang, squinting their eyes, "Look at the injuries on your body, don't tell me, you did it yourself!"

Xie Wantang, as soon as he heard this name, several elders of the Shui Tribe didn't hesitate at all and immediately went out to kill him.

The person who stole the purple gourd is still alive. This is simply a humiliation for them!
  "Boom——!"

Xie Wantang was not given a chance to explain at all. He was turned into ashes, and he was going to be killed again today.

Several clan elders took action, but Xie Wantang retreated steadily, opening his mouth and spitting out blood.

The Shui Tribe and the Nuwa Tribe are obviously hostile forces, so why would they help the Nuwa Tribe kill him? Xie Wantang never dreamed that if he framed Su Han, Su Han would retaliate in kind!
  "puff--!"

Xie Wantang opened his mouth and spit out blood. His face was pale and he was panting violently. His face was full of unwillingness: "I don't accept it! I don't accept it!"

"Hand over the purple gourd! I'll let you have a whole corpse! Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude!"

"What purple gold gourd? I didn't take your purple gold gourd, so don't spit on anyone!"

Several clan elders frowned slightly, and the leading old man was even more angry. The person escaped from his hands. For him, it was hard to escape the blame: "If you dare to quibble, then go to hell!"

He was about to take action when a gust of wind suddenly hit him.

"call--"

The strong wind roared and kicked up sand and dust all over the sky. The faces of several clan elders suddenly became solemn. They looked at the mysterious man wearing a mask standing in front of Xie Wantang with a serious expression.

He remained silent, just stood there and glanced around.

"Hmph, who are you! How brave are you? Do you want to take care of my water tribe's affairs?"

The man didn't speak, but opened his mask slightly. Immediately, the expressions of the elders of the Shui Tribe changed. They stared at the mysterious man in the mask for a while, and then stopped talking.

"Hmph." The clan elders turned and left without saying another word.

Xie Wantang, who was lying on the ground, looked at the figure and felt that his back was completely cold and wet with sweat!
  "You, who are you..."

Xie Wantang said in horror.

He just showed his face and asked several elders of the Shui Tribe to retreat without even saying a word? How many such people could there be in the wilderness?
  The mysterious man turned his head, and the mask on his face looked like he was smiling but not smiling, or crying but not crying. He looked indescribably weird.

Through the eyes of the mask, Xie Wantang didn't know how to describe it at all. He just took one look and felt as if he had fallen into an ice cellar, and his whole body was as cold as ice!

"The fifth frivolous man died in your hands?"

It's a woman's voice!

And it sounds very good, so delicate that it makes one's bones feel numb just by listening to it.

Xie Wantang's Adam's apple slipped, and he immediately thought of who it was. He was horrified and said hurriedly: "No! I didn't kill him! He wasn't killed by me!"

ps: I’ll continue when I go back tonight
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