Friday night, 9:30 p.m.
Zheng Qing had turned into a black cat and sat in the Seven Deadly Sins meeting room with a dark expression. The demons chattered and debated all around him, creating a lively din, yet he remained silent throughout.
That was right. He was not lying in the School Hospital now, but had appeared at the demons' gathering perfectly healthy.
The accident during the afternoon practical class had indeed shattered several of his ribs, ruptured a few internal organs, and even made him cough up blood in front of everyone—but that was all. After Hilda hurriedly sent him to the School Hospital, the healers who came upon hearing the news gave up treating him after only three seconds.
It was not that the healers had been careless, nor that Zheng Qing's injuries were beyond saving.
There was simply no need to treat him.
After suffering severe injuries this time, his physical body had displayed astonishing regenerative abilities. Skin scorched by lightning regrew at a visible rate, ruptured organs silently returned to normal, and the shattered ribs had already fused back together by the time he lay on the School Hospital bed. Only a few faint fractures remained, and even those vanished at an incredible speed while the healers examined him.
After the nurses wiped the blood from his body, they discovered in astonishment that the young wizard bore very few wounds, which gave Zheng Qing, lying on the Magic carpet, quite a fright as well.
"One thing is certain: ordinary physical damage cannot keep you in bed for two days. Perhaps magical injuries can leave a deeper mark on you."
While the nurse went to handle his discharge paperwork, Xiao Xiao quickly warned the young wizard. "...Madam Bella is furious. After you left, she gave everyone a