In the medical room of the Mystic God Temple, Xu Mo lies within the instruments. The surgery is complete, and the medical team is conducting a comprehensive examination on him.
"Vital signs are normal, data is normal."
"Cell regeneration function is excellent."
The medical team seems to be communicating with each other, then someone looks at Xu Mo and says, "Mr. Xu Mo, your cell regeneration ability is strong, no need to worry about any lingering aftereffects. Just rest for a few days to recover."
"Thank you," Xu Mo expresses his gratitude.
"For safety reasons, we need to observe for another day before Mr. Xu Mo leaves."
"Alright." Xu Mo nods, feeling quite emotional. This is the era of technology; if it were in the past, such heavy injury would at least lead to disability, basically a dead end.
But now, recovery within days—this repair ability is simply terrifying.
