Top Strong Cultivator as a Teacher Chapter 463: Zhao Gang? Doubts

Leng Bing actually resigned.

　　 This made Zhao Gangyu very surprised. According to reason, the Demon Demon was hit by Huang Lingling last time and grabbed by the way. Doesn't Leng Bing no longer need to be oppressed by that Dean?

　　 If there is no oppression, then you can turn over and become the master. At such a moment, coldly resign?

　　"A woman, especially a woman like Leng Bing, had such a thing with the dean. Everyone in the hospital knew about it. With her proud personality, she would never stay in the hospital again. ."

　　 The doctor solved Zhao Gangyu's doubts.

　　 Zhao Gangyu also thinks about it, Leng Bing is as cold as Bing. Cold people are naturally arrogant. People in the hospital know that the dean once wanted to unspoken rules for her, so he would definitely not be in the hospital again. Stayed inside.

　　 When he thinks that he will not be able to enjoy the gentle service of the cold and beautiful doctor after being injured this time, Zhao Gangyu feels a little sad.

　　 Of course, from the beginning, he hadn’t served Zhao Gangrong in a cold manner.

　　The rise of pharmaceutics has actually changed human society in a certain way.

　　 such as the current Zhao Gangrong.

　　According to more than ten years ago, at this time, Zhao Gangyu must be covered in bandages and then lying on the bed to die.

　　 However, because of the recovery potion　, Zhao Gangyu's body showed a very rapid recovery.

　　 This recovery speed is almost visible to the naked eye.

　　As for the principle of restorative medicine, it is nothing more than promoting cell metabolism.

　　, it’s just such a principle that has caused countless people to struggle for hundreds of years, and it took more than ten years to thoroughly research it.

　　 Of course, these kinds of medicines are very precious things. If Da Shan hadn't relied on his military area special forces status and a large sum of money, it would definitely not be possible to get several bottles at once. But now the development and production of such drugs are directly controlled by the state.

　　Of course, these are things that outsiders know. The fact is that although the medicine is developed and produced by the state, a large part of the profit goes to the Zhao family.

　　 Why?

　　 Because Zhao Gangyu's grandfather was the founder of biopharmaceuticals, the current pharmaceutics can be said to have been researched by Zhao Gangyu's grandfather.

　　 These are all later things, so I won’t say it for now.

　　 Although the recovery medicine can speed up the recovery of the human body, it does not mean that your body will be better as soon as you eat it, and it will be delicious after you eat it. This requires a process.

　　 "Steel, just scared us to death."

　　 Chen Keke patted his chest and said, "What the **** is going on with those people?"

　　 "I don't know either."

　　Zhao Gangyu smiled and said, "Who knows if they have an endocrine disorder or not, it's okay to come and beat me to play."

　　 "However, Gangrong, you can fight!"

　　 Chen Keke said, "I know you can fight, but I don’t know you can fight that way. We can't even see if you punch."

　　Zhao Gangyu touched the back of his head shyly, and said, "Actually, I'm still the best at using whips."

　　 Dashan stood beside Zhao Gangyu, with a silly smile on his face, and did not speak.

　　 "Da Shan, have you finished your physical examination?"

　　 asked Zhao Gangyu.

　　 "The inspection is over."

　　 Dashan nodded.

　　 Zhao Gangyu gave a cry, and did not continue to ask anything, but frowned slightly, thinking about something.

　　Think about something that he has found strange since childhood.

　　 From childhood to age, Da Shan followed him as if he were his own shadow. In many cases, such as fighting, Da Shan would fight with others with him. Every time he was injured in a fight, it was not only himself, but Da Shan also Will be injured. Although Da Shan is strong, Da Shan is not good at fighting.

　　 But, no matter how the mountain is injured, he can take Zhao Gangyu home. Moreover, even if the mountain is severely injured, he can still live and live in a few hours, as if nothing happened.

　　Zhao Gangjun expressed his curiosity about this phenomenon, but later he was separated from Dashan because he came out to study, so Zhao Gangjun gradually forgot about this matter, but now, Zhao Gangjun sees Dashan standing in front of him with a ruddy face. I couldn't help but moved this doubt out of my mind.

　　 Da Shan was also injured just now.

　　 Even the internal injury that Da Shan suffered was not much lighter than himself.

　　 But now, I rely on the recovery potion to stay conscious while still chatting with people, but Da Shan looks like nothing, let alone the recovery potion, not even a shot.

　　 And this doubt also reminded Zhao Gangrong of Asiba's words before.

　　What kind of missing race?

　　The man said that Dashan is a lost race.

　　 Generally speaking, according to the normal urinary sex, something with missing, lost, antiquity and the like in front of its name will be awesome.

　　 such as lost treasures, lost civilizations, imprints of the ancients.

　　 And this lost race, is it as awesome as those things?

　　Zhao Gangyu frowned and looked at Chen Keke and Chen Xiaobei next to him, and then said, "I want to eat some fruit, you guys..."

　　 "Let’s go buy it."

　　Chen Xiaobei smiled and nodded, and said, "Brother Gang Yong, please take a good rest."

　　 After talking, Chen Xiaobei pulled Chen Keke and left.

　　What a smart boy.

　　 Zhao Gangyu looked at Chen Xiaobei and couldn't help but exclaimed. Then, Zhao Gangyu turned his head to face the mountain and said, "Dashan, I want to ask you something."

　　 "Master, you can ask."

　　 Da Shan smiled.

　　 "Where did you come from?"

　　 Zhao Gangyu asked~IndoMTL.com~ I don't know. "

　　 Da Shan shook his head.

　　 "Then how did you come into my house?" Zhao Gangyu continued to ask.

　　 Dashan's face showed a reminiscence expression, and after a while, he said, "The master brought me home."

　　Zhao Gangyu thought about finding no breakthrough from Dashan, so he called home with a single call.

　　 The voice on the other end of the phone is a bit noisy.

　　 Zhao Gangjun can hear the voices of several aunts, as well as some of his own younger brothers and sisters.

　　 After a while, the noise slowly reduced, and a man’s voice came from there.

　　 "Son, is he dead?"

　　 "I can't die if you die."

　　 Zhao Gangyu said.

　　"You are not a filial son."

　　 Zhao Gangyu’s father, Zhao Tiezhu, said in dissatisfaction, "How can I talk to my old man like this."

　　 "Where is the Lao Tzu who asks if his son is dead?" Zhao Gangyu asked rhetorically.

　　"Uh, your tongue is getting sharper and sharper. I just got the news that people from Purgatory are asking you for trouble, and you can still call me now to prove that the trouble should not be trouble anymore, so , What do you want to talk to me about, my son."

　　 "Dad, I want to know about Dashan."

　　 asked Zhao Gangyu.

　　"Dashan thing..."

　　 Zhao Gangyu was silent for a while, and said, "Dashan..."