Mrs. Al snickered in her heart, and gave an affirmative answer: "No, she just had a mental breakdown."
"It will take a while to cultivate."
"Very good."
Mo Si immediately opened the mechanical compartment, and placed Jiang Qiuqiu safely on the soft hospital bed.
I don't know why, but Mo Si couldn't help stretching out his hand to reach out to her forehead, even though he was confirmed by the elder, and captured her body with deeper and finer mental power.
Sure enough, the spirit of Li Hai was still there, and he completely let go of his anger. He turned around and wanted to thank him, but saw Mrs. Ayer's expression that seemed to be a smile that was not a smile.
She clicked her tongue: "I hugged you eagerly, but you still don't believe me."
The action just now was indeed wrong, and Mo Si quickly apologized: "Mrs. Al, I'm so sorry, I..."
"Okay, okay, don't care about you young people." She took off her glasses, moved her shoulders, and there was a story and a smile in her voice, "If you care about it, you will mess up, I understand."
"..."
He felt that she didn't understand this strange tone.
"She is a good candidate for a soldier. She is young and has a broad future and unlimited possibilities. She wants to see a higher world. It would be a pity if she lost her spiritual power." He seemed to be explaining his nervousness .
Mrs. Al nodded, "I see."
It is indeed very good, but there are many people like this... I am afraid that there are not many people who can affect General Xiaomo like this.
Mrs. Al went to the door, and Mos followed.
"What happened to this girl?" Although a breakdown is a minor problem, it is not something that can happen casually. "Training too hard?"
"I don't know either. I just came back from a meeting on the 13th star." Mo Si decided to ask the guard stationed here later what happened.
When she got close, Mrs. Al took a closer look at Mo Si's face. She snorted, "When you participated in the interview with the military department... didn't you look like this? How did your face change?"
"This is a mask." Mo Si said: "I came here to sort out the mental strength of Idiom before. She lived next door to Idiom by accident. I often go in and out, so it is inconvenient to use my current face."
"Oh, that's right, there are some new technologies that our old ones can't keep up with."
"I didn't expect Xiaomo that you miss your 16-year-old appearance so much. Wearing a mask makes grandma feel like she's back in those days."
"..."
"It's intonation."
"Just teasing people."
This seems to be the temperament of that girl, Mrs. Al smiled and said with emotion: "You are all young people full of vitality."
While the two were talking, the terminal in the room beeped continuously.
Mo Si quickly turned around and went to the hospital bed. Jiang Qiuqiu's terminal kept flashing bright names. Mo Si had heard Jiang Qiuqiu tell her that this was her editor.
Can be accessed.
With a trace of Jiang Qiuqiu's mental strength, he opened the terminal and received this message.
Soon, a particularly urgent voice came from over there: "Qiuqiu? Qiuqiu, are you awake? We are now at the gate of your community. Xiaoqian, me and the ambulance are all here, and the guard won't let us in. !"
She was almost dying of anxiety, the security system of the guards here is really good, Xiaoqian always throws away his identity and money, and the guards who are almost bald are still not allowed to enter.
Said it was unless the owner himself called out...
Hell, the owners are dizzy! What are you calling!