"Your injury's this bad, and you're still saying you're fine? Get to the hospital, now!"
Zhang Jianwu looked at Jiang Ye's wound, his face ashen.
The wound was far more serious than he'd imagined. The kid was acting like nothing had happened!
Jiang Ye gave a helpless smile.
He really didn't feel it. That little bit of pain was nothing to him.
Besides, while he was in a state of pain, all his attributes had received a considerable boost. He could feel the area around the wound growing slightly warm, his cells healing faster.
Still, the director was right to be concerned. If the wound got infected, it might take months to heal.
That could affect his college entrance exams.
So he nodded, got to his feet, and followed Zhang Jianwu outside.
Wang Ziang immediately said, "Brother Jiang, I'll go with you."
Zhao Qingli hesitated for a moment, then said, "I'll come too."
A short distance away, Lin Yushu said with a smile, "I'll sit this one out. Good luck, everyone."
As he spoke, he gave Jiang Ye one last long look.
The strength Jiang Ye had displayed today had surprised him too.
Ancheng People's Hospital.
A white-coated doctor with an extremely curvaceous figure carefully bandaged Jiang Ye's shoulder.
She smiled lightly. "You're quite the tough one."
"Normally, a knife wound this bad would already be swelling and inflamed by now, but there's not the slightest sign of that on you."
"Take it easy and rest for the next month. Avoid strenuous exercise, and you'll recover before long."
Hearing the curvaceous doctor's words, the others all breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Ye, however, wasn't surprised. He grinned. "Everyone's constitution is different."
His constitution was far beyond that of an ordinary person.
A strong constitution meant a powerful immune system.