In the infirmary, the school doctor stared at the scan report.
He glanced up at the young man before him. His clothes were a little torn and stained with blood, but his face was flushed with color, and he was brimming with Spirit.
His expression was one of utter exasperation.
'There's nothing wrong with him, yet he insisted I run scans.'
'If he'd come any later, even his surface wounds would've been almost healed.'
'So dramatic!'
Chen Meng was stunned.
He asked again, "Wait, Dr. Jiang, I'm pretty sure someone kicked him hard enough to break a few of his ribs just now..."
He had seen Lin Ye get sent flying with his own eyes.
He wouldn't have misjudged the terrifying force of that kick.
And yet, the school doctor was saying Lin Ye was perfectly fine.
Just a few surface wounds.
Chen Meng led Lin Ye out of the infirmary.
"Kid, what in the world are you made of?"
"How are you so tough?"
Lin Ye felt a pang of guilt.
'I got careless.'
