"Ah chen, what''s wrong with you?"


    Peng xiaoxiao gently shook liu chen, wanting to wake him up, but unfortunately, she had failed and liu chen couldn''t wake up at all.


    Yun haoyue was also frightened by liu chen and said weakly, "Beautiful auntie, what''s wrong with uncle liu? Does he really hurt?"


    Seeing that he was shaking so badly, peng xiaoxiao thought that he was also in pain, so she immediately asked yun haoyue to send a doctor to check on him.


    Soon, the doctor came over, but after examining him, there was no conclusion. The last thing he thought of was that his hand would hurt again, so he gave him a lot of painkillers.


    The external painkillers seemed to have an effect on liu chen. In his dream, liu chen, who was enduring the pain, felt a little more relaxed and the pain was less. However, in this case, the itch became very strong and made him feel even more uncomfortable.


    The most painful thing in life was what liu chen was going through right now.


    This was liu chen''s dream.


    Seeing that he was on the verge of collapse, Bian Que was very worried and had no choice but to speak again, "You have to hold on. If you pass out now, the pain you suffered before will be in vain, so you must hold on."


    Liu chen, who was originally sleepy, woke up a lot when he heard these words. He gritted his teeth and continued to endure the pain.


    Using his x-ray vision, he could clearly see that his broken bones were starting to grow again.


    In order to prevent himself from falling asleep, liu chen could only bite his lower lip, bleeding without noticing.


    "Teacher, how long will it be? I can''t hold on any longer."


    After holding on for a long time, liu chen couldn''t hold on any longer.


    "I''ll be done soon. I''ll hold on for a while."


    In Bian Que''s heart, liu chen was strong enough. At least under this inhuman pain, he could endure it without saying a word. He was strong enough.


    Liu chen gritted his teeth and insisted.


    Feeling that there was a double image in front of him, liu chen could no longer lift his eyelids. He was so tired that he wanted to hold on for a while longer. However, under the drowsy attack, he could only throw his helmet away and slowly close his eyes.


    When liu chen closed his eyes and fainted, Bian Que stopped and completed the treatment.


    He reached out and took the unconscious liu chen. With a gentle wave of his hand, the sweat on his face disappeared, and even his wet clothes dried.


    Knowing that liu chen needed to rest the most, Bian Que was not in a hurry to wake him up. After putting him to sleep on the ground, he sat cross-legged in front of him, waiting for him to wake up.


    "I wonder if 500 years of life is worth it."


    All along, he had known that cultivators could not interfere with the affairs of mortals, and the end result was very miserable. However, he did not know what punishment was.


    What he had said to liu chen before was a white lie. The rules were the rules, and they would not give up on punishing him just because liu chen was his disciple.


    "Five hundred years of life. Give up on what you gave up. After living for so long, you should be crazy for yourself once. In the end, you can''t escape death. It''s just a little late."


    Bian Que was very open-minded, as if he was not the one who had lost five hundred years of life.


    After a good night''s sleep, liu chen slowly woke up.


    Seeing Bian Que sitting in front of him, liu chen knew that he had not returned to reality and asked, "Teacher, are you famous?"


    He remembered that he had fainted at the end of the round, and he did not know if it had affected anything. If it had really affected anything, he would regret it for the rest of his life. After all, he had already failed at the last step.


    "Don''t worry, you''ve succeeded. Your hands have been reborn. You can continue to study medicine in the future, and you can continue to fulfill your dream."


    When he understood what to do, he realized that his two hands were already moved. He was even more powerful than before, and liu chen instantly opened his mouth and laughed.


    He was so happy to have his arms back.


    "Thank you, teacher. Thank you for your help."


    Liu chen was really grateful to Bian Que in his heart. He bowed to him ninety degrees to show his sincerity.


    Bian Que didn''t appreciate his gratitude. If he wanted liu chen, he didn''t want to thank him for that. He just felt that liu chen was worth his friendship.


    "You don''t have to thank me anymore. Your hand will recover and you have a lot of credit for it. If you weren''t stronger, you would have already failed in the middle of the journey. So if you want to thank me, just thank yourself. I''m just doing my best."


    Bian Que was very impressed with liu chen''s stamina. At least, under the inhuman torture just now, he was able to stay awake and not let himself shout. This was very rare.


    When liu chen heard that he didn''t want him to thank him, he didn''t say much. He just hid his gratitude in his heart and thought that he would repay him one day.


    Thinking that his matter had been resolved, liu chen suddenly thought of yun haoyue.


    "Teacher, do you know a middle-aged man in a taoist robe among cultivators?"


    "Why are you asking this?" Bian Que felt a little strange. Other than him, no one else would enter the modern world. Even he would enter the real world in a dream. It was impossible for anyone else to do this.


    Liu chen couldn''t have dreamt of other cultivators again, right?


    Liu chen asked when he saw Bian Que''s puzzled gaze, "I didn''t meet him personally, but a friend of mine has seen such a person."


    "When his son was three years old, his body inexplicably felt a chill. When he acted up, his body would freeze. When he was seven years old, they met a taoist priest, the one I mentioned."