Chapter 75: What's so good about being injured? Click. Kaka. Click click click. The crisp sound echoed in the clinic until the last freshman left. It was close to noon and there would be basically no new students coming. Most of the medical staff also had to go to eat and rest. The female doctor who was over 40 years old walked towards Chen Mo who was cleaning up. "You are the one who passed the selection this time, right? What's wrong with that? I see you've been sitting here for quite a while." Chen Mo didn't know this doctor. He stopped what he was doing, looked up and asked, "Could it be that you deliberately let me stay until now because you know me?" "No, I think you are in good health, so it shouldn't be a problem for you to be the last one." "."
Chen Mo rolled his eyes, "Actually, there's nothing wrong with me." The doctor narrowed his eyes and asked, "If you are fine, why are you coming to the school hospital?" “I like the atmosphere here, there is a sense of peace and tranquility.” "You can't stay here forever even if you like it." The doctor was amused, "You should go practice. Don't come in the afternoon." Chen Mo activated his traditional skill and smiled playfully: "If you are not feeling well, can you come?" This kid seemed very strong during the selection, but why is he so stupid? The doctor looked at him in confusion and said, "Of course you can come if you're not feeling well. This is a hospital." Chen Mo nodded and left contentedly. He didn't notice that in the corridor on the second floor, Qin Hu was watching him go away with a serious look on his face. When Chen Mo returned to the inner courtyard, it was dinner time, and he happened to run into Lin Xiangyun and Huang Cui at the door. "How was your practice this morning? Did you slack off?" Lin Xiangyun asked as he walked in. Chen Mo said confidently: "Of course I didn't slack off. I made a lot of progress in this morning." The improvement is certainly huge. I have gained more than 40 experience points and 15 proficiency points, and half of my wisdom has been opened. Seeing that he looked calm, Lin Xiangyun didn't ask any more questions and pointed to the table in front of him: "Sit down first." Since the principal was not there, he didn't need to go to the private room to eat, so he sat down at Hu Mingxuan's table with Chen Mo. Although all the freshmen at the table knew that Chen Mo had not appeared in the morning, they naturally could not expose the leader, so they all just ate their meals. After Chen Mo sat down, he took a look around. Fearing that Huang Cui might feel embarrassed because she didn't recognize these people, he picked up a piece of pork ribs for him and said, "You look pale. Eat more to replenish your body." Lin Xiangyun picked up the chopsticks and asked casually: "What did you practice this morning? Tell me in order and clearly state the time. I will see if there is any room for improvement."
When he said this, he felt a little guilty. After all, he was the chief instructor, but for two days, he had basically not given any guidance to Chen Mo in his practice. However, when they heard his question, Hu Mingxuan and Su Qingqing looked at each other and felt very panicked. Damn it, the secret is exposed. My cousin didn’t even show up in the morning, so what can I practice? The two of them held their bowls and dug into their food, secretly glancing at Chen Mo, and then were both stunned. How come he is so calm? Not only was Chen Mo calm and composed, he even took out a handful of melon seeds from his trouser pocket. Click. "I first stood in a full moon stance with a 20-jin weight for about 30 minutes as a warm-up. Click." After saying that, he closed his mouth. Hu Mingxuan has learned to answer quickly: "Cousin, we can continue this part and teach us the effects of different standing exercises." Chen Mo glared at him. Labels are not geniuses anymore, I tell you they are useless. "After finishing the standing meditation, I did a set of basic boxing to get a feel for it and consolidate my body movements. It took about half an hour. Click." "The next main time will be spent practicing my mental skills. I have to break through quickly, right? After practicing my mental skills, it's almost time for dinner and I did some strength training to finish off. Click." Crash. Chen Mo poured the melon seed shells in his hand into the slag tray. Lin Xiangyun nodded slightly: "Where did you practice?" "It's in the inner courtyard. I was wandering around looking for a place to practice. Click." Chen Mo grabbed another handful from his trouser pocket. At this time, Hu Mingxuan and the other man's admiration for their cousin had reached an unprecedented level. Chun Chun was talking nonsense in a serious manner, but he could still remain so calm and composed, and even felt like eating melon seeds. This mentality was really strong. At this moment, Lin Xiangyun seemed to be possessed by Old Wu, and said with satisfaction: "Not bad." He glanced at the freshmen at the table with interest and said, "You all heard it, right? Although the main idea is still the conventional Xu's training method, he added his own ideas, which are both in line with the rules and not rigid. You should all learn from his ideas." Hu Mingxuan and others could only sweat like soybeans. At this time, teaching assistant Gao Xing came late and walked into the courtyard. Suddenly, his eyes lit up and he came over and said, "Hey, Chen Mo, where did you go this morning? I looked around but couldn't find you. Where do you usually practice? Tell me first so that I can find you later." Halfway through his words, his tone became hesitant because he saw that Lin Xiangyun's face was becoming increasingly ugly. Just when he was puzzled, he saw Chen Mo throw away his chopsticks and run away. Bah. He was slapped to the ground again. "I'll check your progress after I'm done with my work in a few days. If you're not up to standard, you'll have to suffer!" Looking at the bright side, at least Lin Xiangyun doesn't feel guilty now.
If he hadn't promised to not bother him about what he did in the next few days, he would have put this guy in solitary confinement. After hearing his words, Chen Mo felt not at all weak. Now I gain nearly 100 experience points a day. If I just practice for a week, my Fire Acupoint and Bright Acupoint will be opened and can withstand inspection. So he agreed and came back to eat shamelessly. During the lunch break after dinner, he no longer needed to look for the mysterious girl to gain experience, but he still took a bunch of sweets from the cafeteria to feed her, then watched Huang Cui who continued to attack the fire orifice in the inexplicable formation, and finally found a place to take a nap. In the afternoon, thinking that the freshmen were about to injure themselves again, he packed up his things and rushed to the school hospital. Before he could enter the clinic, Qin Hu appeared and blocked his way. "How do you feel now?" Chen Mo said, holding the melon seeds and the thermos cup, "I don't feel well." Qin Hu's heart sank, and he asked worriedly, "Anxiety, depression, or something else? Do you have any negative thoughts? Do you have hope for life?" Chen Mo rolled up his trouser legs and showed him the bruises on his knees: "I mean I'm not feeling well." "." Qin Hu was speechless at first, but suddenly his face changed, as if he had thought of something. He excitedly grabbed Chen Mo's shoulders and said, "Has it already developed to the point of self-mutilation?!" Now it was Chen Mo's turn to admire the other party's train of thought: "No, Doctor Qin, this was an injury he got when he was... uh, sparring with our instructor." He was too embarrassed to say anything and was slapped to the ground and fell. This level of bruises was actually not a big deal. With Chen Mo's physique at the late second realm and his Yang Qiao opened, he would basically be fine after a good night's sleep at night, but it was understandable that he had to deal with it. With a reasonable reason, he walked into the surgical clinic with great confidence. As expected, there were already two freshmen inside. Probably due to accidental injuries during sparring, one had a dark circle under his eye, and the other had sprain ointment on his arm. Chen Mo walked past the two men, stopped in front of the female doctor from this morning, and stepped on the stool: "Look, I'm injured!" The two freshmen next to them were dumbfounded. Who is this? Why be so proud when you're injured? (End of this chapter)