Chapter 115

Time flew by; before they knew it, Ba Ke Er's wounds had already healed! What surprised Zhang Fan most was that Ba Ke Er's wounds not only healed in a short time, but even a scar left a trace!

It happened like this: that morning, Zhang Fan woke up, and without thinking, rolled over and touched Ba Ke Er's back and waist where he had been seriously injured. A casual touch revealed only smooth skin, with no sign of the raised scar that should have been there.

Zhang Fan was stunned for a moment, sat up with a flip, rubbed his eyes, and looked—there really was no scar! Seeing this, Zhang Fan could hardly believe his own eyes!

This… this… this… wasn't there a scar last night? How could it have disappeared after waking up?! Zhang Fan began to doubt he wasn't awake, shook his head hard, tightly closed his eyes, then opened them to look!

What met his eyes not only lacked the scar, but the newly grown skin had turned the same healthy wheat color as the rest of Ba Ke Er's body! Zhang Fan finally realized this and was about to wake Ba Ke Er!

Ba Ke Er had already opened his eyes. In this situation, if he could still sleep, would he still be male? His female had already been unable to resist arousing him all over his body! If he didn't wake up, what if Fan Fan launched a counterattack?

Whenever Ba Ke Er thought of Zhang Fan's idea of launching a counterattack, he couldn't help but want to bury his head and cry! Could it be that his technique is too poor? But… no! Every time they did it, Fan Fan was clearly enjoying herself~!

Upon seeing Ba Ke Er open his eyes, Zhang Fan was even more startled. He hurriedly tried to pull back his hand that had been wandering over Ba Ke Er's body. But before he could withdraw it—just as he was speaking, it happened! In the blink of an eye, Ba Ke Er had already grabbed his hand.

However, what shocked Zhang Fan even more was this: … Ba Ke Er, that shameless fellow, actually… actually gripped Zhang Fan's hand tightly and then shifted the battlefield! The new battlefield was none other than Ba Ke Er's little brother, which Zhang Fan knew all too well!

And now, that brother stood ramrod straight! It was as if he were a soldier undergoing inspection by a superior!

When Zhang Fan's hand touched that spot, he couldn't help but feel his heart tighten! Then he began to feel extremely embarrassed. Zhang Fan summoned his courage, lifted his head to look at Ba Ke Er's seemingly calm face, and then slowly began to exert force, trying to pull his hand back.

Ba Ke Er naturally didn't want Zhang Fan to succeed, but seeing Zhang Fan's utterly uncomfortable expression, he couldn't help but soften and let go.

After Zhang Fan pulled his hand back, he was no longer embarrassed; instead, he pretended to be nonchalant as he pointed to Ba Ke Er's former wound and asked:

"Ba Ke Er, what's going on with your wound? It was there last night, so why did it suddenly disappear?"

Upon hearing Zhang Fan's words, Ba Ke Er realized what had happened, quickly reached out to touch his waist and back, and indeed felt no scar! A wave of delight!

"Fan Fan, really! It's really gone! It looks like Uncle Wei Er's medicine has been successfully developed! Hahaha… wonderful! Fan Fan, if Uncle knew, he'd definitely be pleased! This was made from the formula you provided! I never expected it to be this effective!"

At that moment, hearing Ba Ke Er's words, Zhang Fan recalled that when Ba Ke Er had just been sent back—when he himself had been vomiting blood—he had suddenly heard Wei Er and Di Er say something in his ear.

But at the time his mind was a complete blur, and he hadn't caught what they said. Now, thinking back, he guessed they had decided then to use the formula he had provided!

"Ah… right! When I vomited blood and fainted, I felt Uncle and Am give me some medicine pills. Then not long after I woke up! Thinking about it, that must be the fast-acting heart-saving pill I mentioned!"

Zhang Fan suddenly slapped his forehead and said, "I never expected Uncle and Am to actually develop these medicines! What surprised me most is that the effects of these medicines are even more delightful than those of the top-grade medicinal materials on Earth!"

Although Ba Ke Er didn't know what effects the top-grade medicinal materials on Earth had, he still knew the effects of the medicinal materials used on him during this period! These medicinal materials were actually far better than the ones commonly used in the Tribe before—by who knows how many times!

Moreover, these medicinal materials were especially remarkable for promoting wound healing! Of course, their analgesic, anti‑inflammatory, and hemostatic effects were also top‑notch! Just thinking about this made Ba Ke Er feel he could no longer sit still!

He thought he should hurry and tell this good news to Wei Er and the others! Because the annual Beast Tide Month was approaching fast! A battle between Beastmen and wild beasts was already imminent!

Zhang Fan, having never experienced Beast Tide Month, didn't know how terrifying it was. So, seeing Ba Ke Er so anxious to get up, even saying breakfast could wait until he returned, Zhang Fan still didn't think much of it.

However, after Ba Ke Er related some of the painful experiences of past Beast Tide Months to Zhang Fan, Zhang Fan suddenly understood!

Then came a frantic scramble to get up, dress, wash up, and rinse the mouth, followed by a nonstop rush to the clan leader's house.

When they arrived at the clan leader's house, before they could even knock, the courtyard gate swung open from inside. The clan leader was standing in the yard, smiling as he glanced at their tightly clasped hands, then slowly said, "Come in! I and your Uncle Wei Er have been waiting for you for a long time! It's still early; you probably haven't had breakfast yet, right? Hurry up and come in!"

After saying that, the clan leader turned, hands behind his back, and walked inside. Zhang Fan and Ba Ke Er, as a couple, followed behind, exchanging a silent glance. Then they closed the courtyard gate and followed him in.

Before they even entered the main hall, Zhang Fan and Ba Ke Er already smelled the aroma of food. They silently rubbed their empty stomachs, then, in unison, quickened their pace and went inside.

As soon as the two entered the hall, they saw Wei Er seated at the table, about to speak, but his enthusiasm made them forget what they wanted to say.

"Ba Ke Er, Fan Fan, come over quickly! I know you're here to say something, but I think we should eat first and talk after we're full—there's no rush!"

Seeing Wei Er say that, Zhang Fan and Ba Ke Er lost the urgency they'd had when they left home. Instead, they calmed down, walked to the table, and sat down.

Throughout the meal, Wei Er warmly greeted Zhang Fan and Ba Ke Er, and though his enthusiasm was genuine, Zhang Fan somehow felt that Wei Er was acting a bit odd today. For a moment, he couldn't pinpoint exactly what was strange.

After finishing breakfast, Zhang Fan rose to help clear the bowls and chopsticks, but Wei Er stopped him.

"Hey! Wait a minute, Fan Fan—put down those bowls and chopsticks; you don't need to bother cleaning them up. Fei Ji will take care of it. You and Ba Ke Er, come with me to the infirmary."

Hearing that, Zhang Fan quickly put down what he was holding, rubbed his hands, gave an embarrassed smile, and then followed Wei Er behind him to the infirmary where Ba Ke Er had previously stayed.

Upon arrival, Wei Er had Ba Ke Er take off his upper garment, revealing his sturdy torso. Then he had Ba Ke Er lie back on the bed, after which Wei Er approached and began examining the areas where Ba Ke Er had suffered serious injuries.

After examining him repeatedly, Wei Er finally let Ba Ke Er put his shirt back on. Before Ba Ke Er and Zhang Fan could say anything to him, Wei Er dashed out. Left in the infirmary, Zhang Fan and Ba Ke Er stared at each other, at a loss.

Just as Zhang Fan was about to speak to Ba Ke Er, he suddenly heard Wei Er's ecstatic roar and loud shouts calling for the clan leader from outside.

"Fei Ji! Come out quick! Don't wash the dishes—hurry and call Di Er and his brothers over! Hahaha… wonderful! Those medicines have indeed been successfully developed! Zhang Fan is truly amazing! Absolutely fantastic! Hahaha…"

As soon as Wei Er finished speaking, Fei Ji came rushing out of the kitchen, excitedly embraced Wei Er, and said, "Wonderful! With those wound medicines, this year's Beast Tide Month will surely be far better than before—by who knows how many times! Zhang Fan, the Divine Envoy, is truly formidable!"

No sooner had the clan leader finished speaking than Zhang Fan and his spouse, as well as the clan leader and his spouse inside the house, heard a knock at the door. So the clan leader hastily set Wei Er down and went to open the door.

Ba Ke Er caught a whiff of the scent, lowered his head, and kissed Zhang Fan's forehead, saying, "It's Am and Father arriving! Shall we go out to see them?"

Upon hearing that, Zhang Fan immediately grabbed Ba Ke Er and headed outside. Taking a look, he saw that it was indeed Di Er and Lei Ya.

After a brief greeting, they all entered the infirmary together, where Ba Ke Er spontaneously took off his upper garment so everyone could gather around and examine him repeatedly before he put his clothes back on.

At this point, everyone plainly saw that Ba Ke Er's waist and back showed no trace of a scar anymore. Di Er and his spouse, as well as Fei Ji, found this utterly unbelievable!

"Good heavens! Ba Ke Er, my child! How can your wound be completely invisible now? I remember yesterday when you came for your uncle's check‑up—I was there too! I saw your wound, and it definitely still had a scar then! How could it vanish overnight?"

Faced with Di Er's question, Zhang Fan and Ba Ke Er were equally puzzled. Now that everyone was present, Zhang Fan frankly described what he had seen of the wound before bed last night and what he saw this morning upon waking.

After hearing Zhang Fan's answer, everyone fell into deep thought. After all, a wound that could fully heal overnight was intriguing to everyone, yet no matter how hard they racked their brains, they couldn't figure out how it happened.

However, at that very moment, in a splendid, magnificent hall, a handsome man was elegantly making his way toward the highest throne.