150: Chapter 150 Damn, I Just Like Beauties 150: Chapter 150 Damn, I Just Like Beauties Zhang Fan sat up, feeling groggy.
He rubbed his eyes and immediately saw his father at the door.
Where is this?
Zhang Fan looked around at the equipment in the intensive care unit and quickly came to his senses.
Wasn’t I running a marathon?
How did I end up in the hospital?
That’s right, I seem to have passed out!
Zhang Fan jumped out of bed, but his knees buckled, and he almost knelt on the ground.
Feeling the extreme soreness in his legs, Zhang Fan couldn’t help but smile bitterly.
This time, I really did push my body to the limit.
Even this morning’s weighted cross-country didn’t feel this bad.
“Ding, the host has broken the body limit, all attributes +2, and an additional point of spiritual power is awarded.”
Zhang Fan was stunned, then he opened his attribute panel.
Host: Zhang Fan.
Strength: 14
Intelligence: 9
Spirit: 14
Constitution: 13
Agility: 13
Seeing his attributes enhanced once again, Zhang Fan was astonished.
What the hell, breaking the body limit comes with such benefits?
All attributes +2, you know, it takes a thousand Spiritual Value to draw just one point of Constitution.
This time, I’ve made a fortune.
However, Zhang Fan soon began to ponder.
How much does the System’s added point of Strength translate to in reality?
Zhang Fan, eager to test it, looked at the steel frame on the hospital bed, took a deep breath, raised his hand, and the Thunderclap Palm suddenly chopped down.
“Crack!”
The steel column, five centimeters in diameter, broke off cleanly with a sound.
“Holy shit!”
Zhang Fan was shocked too.
Although the steel column was hollow, it was much sturdier than the metal table at school.
With this palm strike, Zhang Fan clearly felt his strength had increased substantially.
How much exactly does two points of Strength add?
Zhang Fan really wanted to know the exact number, but there were no instruments!
“Holy shit”
The crowd outside was also stunned by Zhang Fan’s move.
Man, didn’t Gao Yuan just say he was still unconscious?
How did Zhang Fan bounce back to life in the blink of an eye, and, damn it, break a steel column with one palm?
Oh shit, could it be that the doctor was also punched out by him?
Just thinking of the steel column broken in two made everyone take a deep breath.
You definitely can’t mess with Zhang Fan, man, when this guy makes a move, it’s either death or injury.
Yang Haochen’s live stream was flooded with sixes (6666).
This past hour, people all around the world watching the live stream were on tenterhooks.
Initially, they were anxiously awaiting Zhang Fan’s condition.
But now, damn it, he broke the steel frame of a hospital bed with one palm.
Everyone’s eyeballs were practically glued to the screen.
What the hell kind of monster is this?
“Is this a monster, damn it?”
“Zhang Fan is so cool!
Host, I’ll send a rocket for Zhang Fan’s contact information.”
“Me too, ten rockets!”
The live stream chat was filled with replies, with 666 almost taking over the screen.
Yang Haochen’s eyes were nearly popping out of his head, too shocked to notice the chat in the live stream.
“Xiaofan!”
Zhang Dongyang was overjoyed and dashed in, leaving the doctor behind.
“Are you okay?” Zhang Dongyang’s eyes carefully examined Zhang Fan.
He knew all too well what 47.195 kilometers meant, even if he ran it himself, he’d be skinned alive.
Qin Shuang, Ye Jingtian, Zhang Xiaoyuan, and Ye Xuan all rushed in as well.
Zhang Xiaoyuan and Ye Xuan threw themselves directly into Zhang Fan’s arms.
“Ouch!”
Zhang Fan cried out in surprise, only to be floored by the two, tumbling into a mess.
“Ye Xuan, stop fooling around!” Ye Jingtian scolded, quickly pulling Zhang Fan back up.
Zhang Fan forced a wry smile, “It’s nothing, just feeling sore all over.”
People outside rolled their eyes one after another.
Just sore all over?
Damn, it’s only been a little over an hour.
Gao Yuan and a group of doctors were astounded.
Damn, is this kid made of iron?
He had just been a pile of mush, and now he’s magically at full health again.
Just sore?
Ordinary people would be aching after running five kilometers, damn it, you ran 47.195 kilometers.
“Right, where’s Old Wang?” Zhang Fan began to ask.
If I ended up like this, I guess Old Wang must be in even worse shape.
“He and another teacher are still unconscious.
They’ll probably be bedridden for a week,” Gao Yuan said.
“Oh, as long as there’s no danger to their lives, that’s good,” Zhang Fan also breathed a sigh of relief.
“Make way, make way.”
An urgent voice sounded.
The next moment, more than thirty people holding flower baskets sprinted towards Zhang Fan.
Seeing such a scene, the medical staff of the hospital were dumbfounded.
Why so many people?
And from different age groups too.
God, what happened to the hospital?
Is there a VIP being treated here?
Grown men in their forties, youths in their twenties, great beauties, and even seventeen or eighteen-year-old students.
Even doctors who had worked in the hospital for seven or eight years had never seen such a spectacle.
A group of doctors and nurses craned their necks to look this way.
“Zhang Fan!”
A girl with a pretty face, holding a bouquet of roses, ran straight towards Zhang Fan.
Zhang Fan turned his gaze in her direction.
Her black hair fluttered in the air, her blue tight T-shirt perfectly accentuated her figure, and on her slender legs, she wore flesh-colored stockings and red high heels that made a ‘click-clack’ sound as she approached.
Before Zhang Fan could react, the girl had opened her arms and embraced him.
A faint fragrance was refreshing, and Zhang Fan was baffled by the hug.
What the hell, who is this girl?
I don’t know her, damn, are girls so forward these days?
They’re just launching themselves at me?
“Which family’s daughter has lost her mind?” Zhang Fan joked.
After all, this was a complete stranger.
“I finally get to see the real thing,” the girl said excitedly and released Zhang Fan, shoving the phone’s rose bouquet into his arms.
Her eyes sparkled with an unusual light.
At once, Zhang Fan felt an intense burst of pheromones.
“Zhang Fan, do you have a girlfriend?” the girl asked with sparkling eyes, as if she had just seen a rare treasure.
Just then, a hand reached out and pushed the girl’s head away.
What appeared before Zhang Fan was a handsome and dashing face.
“Zhang Fan, you’re incredibly cool!
Damn, bro, I rushed here by cab from City C thinking it was far, but it wasn’t too bad,” the young man stuffed carnations into Zhang Fan’s arms and spread his hands to hug him.
In that moment, Zhang Fan felt goosebumps all over.
“Bro, let’s keep it cool, I’m not into that stuff,” Zhang Fan retreated hastily, with sweat breaking out on his forehead.
Damn, where are these people coming from?
Damn it, why are both men and women pouncing on me?
I only like beauties, for god’s sake.