Farewell!

After filling up his health, Ambrose's broken body finished healing.

He still missed both of his legs.

The village doctor was stunned as he stood on the side.

'The players are truly monsters!'

Creak—the door opened, and Zhen came running in, carrying a wooden handbag filled with medicines.

"I brought the medicine!" He shouted.

The village doctor then shook his head and pointed at the bed. "Don't need them anymore.

"Huh?" Zhen looked towards the bed, at first thinking that the young man had died, but shockingly, he was sitting with his body in perfect condition!

"Ambrose, you are alright!" He put the wooden handbag away and walked beside the bed. "Congratulations for passing the test."

"Oh, I passed it?" Ambrose chuckled. "I thought I failed."