Two hours later, the door of the room opened.

Master Yang came out with sweat still on his forehead. It took too much spiritual energy to reattach the severed limbs, and even he almost failed halfway.

"Master Yang, how is Azhe's arm reattached?" Wei Kaiyang was asking when a group of people walked in through the gate.

"Master Yang, how is my son doing? Can his reattached arm recover to its former peak state?"

The visitors were Yuan Zhe's parents. When they heard that their son was in trouble, they wanted to drop what they were doing, but they were afraid that the head of the family would blame them or they might be caught by others, so they did not come back until now.

Master Yang hadn't rested long enough when his head was buzzing with questions. "The arm has been reattached, but whether it can be the same as before depends on how well he recovers."

"Is it possible or not?" Yuan Zhe's mother asked anxiously.

"I said, I can only help him reconnect his arm. As for whether it can be fully recovered, I am only somewhat confident." Having completed his mission, Master Yang did not want to stay, so he left after saying this.

Yuan Zhe's parents didn't dare to offend him. There were not many high-level wood refiners in the imperial capital. To offend them would be the same as offending a high-level weapon master.

Although the Yuan family is very good at refining weapons, if they are injured, they still need to seek treatment from a wood or water spirit refiner.

Master Yang is the high-level wood spirit refiner that the Yuan family has always worshipped and is trusted by the head of the family.

Master Yang returned to the Yuan family and reported the matter to Yuan Zhengshan.

Yuan Zhengshan is over a hundred years old, but not a single white hair or beard is on his head. The skin on his face looks like he is forty years old. He has a calm face and a steady demeanor, and he has the demeanor of a great man. However, once you look into his eyes, you will feel like being stared at by a poisonous snake.

"How is it, is there still hope of salvation?"

Master Yang was much more respectful in front of Yuan Zhengshan. "Master Yuan Zhe's arm has been reattached, but his injury is very serious. Even if it is reattached, I'm afraid his potential will be greatly reduced."

"That is to say, the chess piece that the Yuan family spent so many resources to cultivate has been destroyed." Yuan Zhengshan said calmly.

Master Yang broke out in a thin layer of cold sweat on his back. "In theory, reattaching a severed limb is equivalent to regeneration. However, there is still a chance. If there is a wood spirit refiner who can help Master Yuan Zhe to nourish his meridians every day, the possibility of recovery will be higher."

"Then I'll have to trouble Master Yang. After all, I have put a lot of effort into cultivating this grandson." Yuan Zhengshan has many grandsons, but there are not many outstanding ones. The fact that Yuan Zhe can stand out shows his value.

"Master Yuan, you are too kind. I will do my best." Master Yang nodded.

Yuan Ding saw Master Yang off and came back to see Yuan Zhengshan.

"Master, Master Yang has already been sent away."

Yuan Zhengshan hesitated for a moment, then opened his deep tiger eyes, "You have seen him, how is it?"

"Telling my master that Gao Han is indeed a capable person. Even Long Zhan protects him." Yuan Ding's eyes turned cold when he thought of Gao Han.

"Oh, it seems that he is more capable than his father." Yuan Zhengshan's expression was indifferent.

Yuan Ding was unsure of his thoughts, so he said, "But he is very unfriendly to the Yuan family. He even cut off Yuan Zhe's arm. I'm afraid it will be difficult to recruit him back."

Yuan Zhengshan chuckled, "Did I ever say I wanted to recruit him back to the Yuan family?"

Yuan Ding was stunned, "What does the patriarch mean?"

Yuan Zhengshan waved his hand, "You go out first and call Jia Qing up."

Yuan Ding did not dare to raise any objection. He answered yes and left the study, while calling Yuan Jiaqing up from downstairs.

…

On the other side, the first thing Gao Han did after coming out of seclusion was to notify Zhang Hao to come over.

Zhang Hao was troubled by Yu Sheng's matter and felt a little guilty when he saw Gao Han.

He thought Gao Han suddenly called him over because he knew about Yu Sheng's situation, so he came to question him.

Gao Han didn't know what he was thinking. "Your arm can be treated. When do you want to start the treatment?"

Zhang Hao was stunned. He thought he was hallucinating. After a long while, he asked in confusion, "Brother Gao, what are you talking about?"

"I said your arm can be cured, what's wrong?" Gao Han was surprised not to see him look happy. He thought Zhang Hao would be very happy to hear the news.

"Could it be that you have been in seclusion just for this matter?" Zhang Hao suddenly had an idea and asked in disbelief.

"That's about right." Gao Han nodded. It wasn't all for Zhang Hao. He had promised General Shen's soldiers, so part of it was also because of them.

Zhang Hao was so moved that his eyes turned red. At the same time, more guilt surged in his heart and he almost cried.

"What's wrong with you? You didn't seem happy just now. Did something happen?" This was all Gao Han could think of.

"Brother Gao, I'm sorry..." Zhang Hao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and told them word for word how Yu Sheng was instructed to instigate them.

"So that's how it is." Gao Han nodded calmly.

"Don't you blame me for not trusting you firmly in the end?" Zhang Hao looked at him.

Gao Han was puzzled by his thoughts. "Yu Sheng is your good friend. It's human nature. Even a saint can't guarantee that he won't make mistakes. If you have any questions, clarify them so that you can avoid mistakes. Don't feel sorry for me."

Zhang Hao wanted to hug him and yell, he was really so considerate, who said he was aloof and cold, he was obviously so gentle and kind at heart.

If anyone dares to say something bad about him in the future, he will be the first to rush up and fight with the other person.

"Thank you, Brother Gao."

"When do you plan to start treatment?" Gao Han asked again.

"You must have been very busy taking care of me during this period. Let's do it tomorrow. You've already waited for this long, so there's no need to rush." ​​Zhang Hao said considerately.

Gao Han nodded: "Okay."

…

The next day, Yuan Zhe returned to class.

It was rumored that he broke one of his arms, but when he came back his arm was intact. At first glance, it looked as if it had never been broken, which immediately caused a frenzy of discussion.

"As expected of the Yuan family, they are so wealthy that they can even afford to hire a high-level wood spirit refiner."

"How do you know it must be a high-level wood spirit refiner? It could also be a water spirit refiner, or an intermediate wood spirit refiner."

"The Yuan family is very powerful, so it would be easy for them to hire a high-level wood spirit refiner. Moreover, only high-level spiritual arts practiced by high-level wood spirit refiners can reattach broken limbs."

"Reincarnation is a technical job."

Gao Han went to class and met Yuan Zhe in the corridor. The latter gently held his right hand, as if to tell him that my arm has been reattached.

With just one glance, Gao Han knew that Yuan Zhe had not fully recovered. The reaction of the five fingers of his right arm was still very slow. Although it had been reconnected, strictly speaking, it did not mean that he was well until he recovered perfectly.

"My arm will recover soon. I wonder if you have found a way to treat Zhang Hao. Do you need my help?" Yuan Zhe showed off.

"Are you so kind?" Gao Han sneered.

"Of course not. But if you kneel down and beg me for mercy, maybe I can be kind enough to ask a high-level wood spirit refiner to help heal him." Yuan Zhe wanted to see Gao Han's struggling expression.

Gao Han never got what he wanted. "You sent Yu Sheng, right? Is this all you have?"

Yuan Zhe's face twisted for a moment, "I'll wait and see how he resents you when you can't cure Zhang Hao's arm. He believes you on the surface, but if he really believes in you, he wouldn't ask his friends to check you out."

"You should worry about yourself. I'm not going to keep you company." Gao Han glanced at his right arm.

Although he had not checked his recovery status, his fingers were so stiff that it was likely that he had not recovered 100%, let alone 70%.

He flipped through the books and found that there were indeed several advanced spiritual techniques that could heal broken limbs. The requirements for wood spirit practitioners were very high, but once successful, the effect could be immediate, and the rest was subsequent nurturing.

…

In the afternoon, Zhang Hao brought Yan Pang to see Gao Han as agreed. They received treatment in Zhongli Tingzhou's villa.

Gao Han has been doing experiments there these days because it is quiet and no one dares to disturb him.

Knowing that this was Zhongli Tingzhou's villa, Zhang Hao and Yan Pang were very careful, for fear of dirtying the floor of Zhongli Tingzhou's villa.

"Strange, why is the treatment location chosen to be in the male god's villa?" Fat Yan was very surprised.

He still doesn't know that the person who treated Zhang Hao was Gao Han himself.

“Maybe it’s because of this quietness.” Zhang Hao didn’t know either. Although he knew that Gao Han possessed a water spirit body, the healing power of water spirit techniques needed to be acquired after practicing advanced spirit techniques. And advanced spirit techniques couldn’t be practiced just by saying so.

The more advanced the spiritual art, the deeper the big family hides it, just like the martial arts, for fear of being known by outsiders.

"I'm here." Gao Han saw Zhang Hao, "There's a bed in the room, go lie down on it, I'll be there when I'm ready."

Zhang Hao knew nothing and just did whatever Gao Han said.

Fat Yan found it strange. Apart from the three of them, he didn't see the fourth person. An astonishing idea popped up in his mind.

"Brother Gao, the person who treated Haozi, weren't you yourself?"

"It's me, what's wrong?" Gao Han saw the look of astonishment on his face and knew what he was thinking.

"Aren't you a weapon master?" Fat Yan felt that his voice must be trembling.

"I am a spirit of water and fire." Gao Han said calmly.

Fat Yan blinked. If he remembered correctly, the healing skills of the water spirit were not as good as those of the wood spirit.

Fatty Yan laughed dryly and said, "Brother Gao is amazing. So you have learned an advanced healing technique?"

Gao Han hummed, "I'm going in, you watch outside."

Fat Yan was already disheveled by the wind and couldn't hear a single word.

Can you learn advanced healing arts just by saying you can? And aren't healing arts of this level heirlooms of big families?

Zhang Hao didn't know about their conversation outside, and he realized this when he saw Gao Han come in.

However, he knew that Gao Han would not joke about such things, so he calmed down after being surprised, with a hint of anticipation in his heart.