After learning that Chen Mochuan had only suffered a few injuries and was generally fine, Han Zhen told him over the phone to get plenty of rest, and specifically warned him not to overtrain in the coming days.
If it had been any other student, Han Zhen would have sternly reminded him not to slack off in his martial arts training. But with Chen Mochuan, he could only advise him to train less, lest it interfere with his recovery.
After getting up, Chen Mochuan felt that his strength and energy had recovered remarkably well. The first thing he did was change the dressings on his wounds.
But when he carefully removed the bandages from his arm, he was surprised to find that the sizable wound had already begun to heal and scab over. It was recovering far faster than he had expected.
Taken aback, Chen Mochuan hurriedly checked his other wounds as well, and found that they were all healing nicely.
The wound on his back, in particular—the one badly scraped when Rat Tail had struck him hard—had now faded to a faint red mark. Aside from a slight itch, it was basically no longer a problem.
"At this rate, the wound on my back should be healed by tonight, and the claw marks should all be healed by tomorrow morning!"
"This Muscle-Regenerating Blood-Activating Ointment is amazingly effective!"
Looking at the little bottle of ointment in his hand, Chen Mochuan was delighted. "If I apply it once more tonight, I'll still have more than half the bottle left. I can use it again if I get injured in the future."
After changing the dressings on all his wounds, he searched online for "Muscle-Regenerating Blood-Activating Ointment" out of curiosity.
Only then did he discover that a tiny bottle of the stuff