45: Zhang Ganchao was seriously injured

Bang!

The speed of the Breaking Flame Fist was extremely fast.

Zhang Ganchao had no chance to dodge at all and was struck squarely in the chest by a punch.

The sound of shattering bones followed, and Zhang Ganchao spat out a mouthful of blood.

His entire body flew backward like a rag doll.

The chest area of his fighting suit was even scorched black.

"Ah!"

Seeing this scene, some timid students immediately covered their eyes and screamed.

The students' daily task was to temper their Qi and blood.

Even during sparring, they always stopped before causing real harm.

Except for that one previous spatial wormhole disaster.

When had they ever seen such a bloody scene?

Xu Yifan did not let up after gaining the upper hand; he quickly pursued and attacked Zhang Ganchao relentlessly.

Zhang Ganchao had been struck by the first punch, causing his Qi and blood to surge, and he couldn't muster any strength.

How could he possibly have the ability to fight back?

Zhang Ganchao did not give up and tried to resist, but what awaited him were even more violent attacks.

Within a few breaths, he was beaten black and blue, with fractures all over his body, and collapsed on the ground unconscious.

The students watching this scene had mixed reactions; some gloated, while others felt some sympathy.

"The teacher is coming!"

Someone in the crowd shouted.

Xu Yifan spat a glob of phlegm onto Zhang Ganchao's face and quickly ran away with his lackeys.

In the blink of an eye, only a few students remained in the large training arena.

Guided by a classmate, the homeroom teacher Zhang Xin arrived at the side of the arena.

Looking at the seriously injured Zhang Ganchao, Zhang Xin's expression immediately darkened.

When the students came to report, they only said that someone was fighting in the training arena.

A fight, and it could end up like this?

She did not forget her duty as a teacher.

Seeing Zhang Ganchao's condition, she immediately took out her phone and called the school hospital.

Then Zhang Xin said in a deep voice,

"Who did this?"

Even without examining him, she could see how severe Zhang Ganchao's injuries were!

It takes a hundred days to recover from broken bones and injured tendons!

Even if it wasn't that serious, he probably wouldn't recover in a short time.

This would definitely slow down the progress of tempering his Qi and blood.

It was very likely that he wouldn't be able to reach 100 points of Qi and blood before the major exam!

If that happened, he wouldn't be able to get into a higher Martial Arts academy.

For Zhang Ganchao, his entire life could very well be ruined just like that!

Zhang Xin didn't know medicine and was afraid of worsening Zhang Ganchao's injuries, so she could only wait for the school doctor to arrive.

"It is said... it was Xu Yifan."

A student nearby said softly.

Hearing the name of that troublemaker, Xu Yifan.

Zhang Xin's expression was uncertain, making it impossible to tell what she was thinking.

Fortunately, the school still valued these budding Martial Artists.

The school hospital was highly efficient and arrived at the training arena three minutes later.

"Dr. Wang, please take a look quickly."

Zhang Xin hurriedly signaled the students to clear a path.

After Dr. Wang stepped forward and performed a simple check, he sighed.

Zhang Xin held her breath and asked nervously,

"Dr. Wang, how is he?"

"The situation is not optimistic."

Dr. Wang signaled the nurses to lift Zhang Ganchao onto a stretcher and send him to the infirmary, then said,

"As a homeroom teacher, how could you let a student suffer such severe injuries?"

"It's all my fault."

Zhang Xin took all the responsibility upon herself,

"Dr. Wang, don't just lecture me right now, what is the situation exactly?"

"For the injuries to heal, at least one month of recuperation is needed, and he cannot lack nutrition during this month; it will cost at least ten thousand shen xia currency for the medical fees."

Dr. Wang said with a grave expression, sighing,

"The school can cover 30% for the student, but I am powerless regarding the remaining 70%."

"Notify the parents to come and pay the fees as soon as possible."

After all, the school is not a free medical institution.

Although it can advance a portion of the expenses, it cannot provide aid for free.

Otherwise, if students sparred recklessly every day, the school wouldn't be able to keep up.

This is also one of the reasons that limits ordinary people from becoming stronger.

Once injured, it means needing a long period of rest.

That will cause them to fall behind others!

"Dr. Wang, can't we change to better healing herbs?"

Zhang Xin looked worried, "You also know that the students are about to have their major exam."

"If a month of time is wasted, his whole life might be ruined!"

The surrounding students also sympathized.

If it were them facing such a situation, they would probably want to die.

Healing during such a critical period almost means it will be impossible to ever become a strong fighter!

Dr. Wang's eyes were filled with sorrow as he said helplessly,

"There is a way to heal as quickly as possible."

Hearing this, Zhang Xin's eyes lit up.

Dr. Wang continued,

"We can switch to more expensive supplies and treatments to reduce the recuperation period to less than half a month."

"But the cost of treatment will be at least one hundred thousand!"

Upon hearing the words "one hundred thousand," Zhang Xin fell silent.

As the homeroom teacher, she also had some understanding of Zhang Ganchao's family situation.

Zhang Ganchao's family, if not poor, was not far from it.

His parents' combined annual income was only about one hundred thousand.

Plus, she heard that Zhang Ganchao had been desperate and taking medicine these past few days.

The family had likely emptied their savings to provide Zhang Ganchao with so many Blood Tempering Agents.

The current situation was definitely adding insult to injury for Zhang Ganchao's family!

Dr. Wang left after speaking.

Zhang Xin sighed and called Zhang Ganchao's parents.

"Father of Zhang, please come to the school after you get off work."

Zhang Ganchao's father's heart immediately jumped into his throat, and he asked nervously,

"Homeroom teacher, did our Ganchao... cause any trouble at school?"

"No, Father of Zhang, don't overthink it."

Zhang Xin comforted him, "This matter cannot be explained in a few words; it's better to wait until you come to the school to discuss it."

Hanging up the phone, Zhang Xin looked at a student nearby.

"Go back now and tell Xu Yifan to come to my office!"

...

Office.

Knock, knock.

"Come in."

Xu Yifan, who was covered in sweat, came lazily to Zhang Xin's side,

"Teacher, is there something you need me for?"

"If there's nothing else, I'll go back to training."

Seeing this attitude from Xu Yifan, Zhang Xin was filled with rage.

She slammed her hand on the table and shouted angrily,

"You hurt a classmate, and you still have the nerve to ask me why I called you here?"

"Teacher, please don't frame an innocent person."

Xu Yifan looked completely unimpressed,

"The classmates all heard it; Zhang Ganchao couldn't find anyone to spar with, and I was doing it entirely out of kindness."

"Who knew this guy was so fragile?"

"Besides, in Martial Artist sparring, injuries are inevitable."

"If one always holds back, what is the point of sparring?"

Xu Yifan spoke righteously and confidently.

Zhang Xin's face turned livid,

"That is still no excuse for you to use the Breaking Flame Fist while sparring with a classmate!"