An Wujiu regained his composure, shook his head, "I'm the one who lost my mind."
After speaking, he glanced at Shen Ti.
"If you're scared like this, aren't the patterns on my body also scary?"
Shen Ti was slightly taken aback, but soon, the corners of his mouth curled up again.
It's not a concept at all.
The patterns on his body are more dangerous than scary.
An Wujiu turned around, tried her best to suppress the rising and falling chest, then clicked the query with her gloved hand, and wrote out her mother's name by hand.
[An Congnan]
Shen Ti stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "This is..."
"My mother." An Wujiu replied, and then looked up at the results on the consultation screen.
[There is no such patient in this hospital. ]
He frowned.
He thought it was too scribbled, so he stretched out his hand to write again, this time writing carefully, stroke by stroke.
[There is no such patient in this hospital. ]
This result confused An Wujiu, and he stood still and thought.
Passing by a nurse, An Wujiu immediately stopped her and asked, "Excuse me, can I check all the patients on this consultation screen?"
The nurse originally wanted to walk away, but when she caught a glimpse of An Wujiu's face, she couldn't help but stop, and replied in a friendly manner: "Yes, we have all of them, but we will not disclose them except for the name for the sake of privacy protection. Other information. Of course, not everyone can come in and inquire."
"Can't you check it?" Shen Ti asked, "There will always be someone here to manage the hospital's data, right?"
The nurse's face was a little proud, "Our database is completely autonomous. Sorry, there are thousands of patients here, and I can't help you check them one by one. Unless you can give the specific ward number."
An Wujiu was silent, the only thing he couldn't remember was the specific floor and ward number.
So he just nodded, thanked her, and turned to go out.
"You don't know which ward it is?" Shen Ti followed.
"My memory is a bit fuzzy." An Wujiu walked out the door, the wind blew the garbage bag not far away to his feet, "but I clearly remember this hospital."
He stood still and subconsciously looked to the left of the street.
"That's right," An Wujiu pointed to the direction he was looking at, "And this red postbox, I still remember that there is a little black figure branded on the other side of the postbox."
They walked over to take a look, and sure enough, there was really a villain made of molten iron at the end that was previously blocked by sight.
"That's strange." Shen Ti said softly.
Just as the two of them were standing on the side of the street, a whistle sounded. An Wujiu looked towards the opposite side of the road, Wu You was leaning against the wall, holding a Rubik's Cube in his hand.
After they met, they walked through three streets together before boarding Wu You's aircraft. During the period, Shen Ti also bought five lollipops for one dollar, all of which were chemical sweeteners and thickeners.
According to An Wujiu's request, Wu You set the destination at Zhong Yirou's house, which is a little far away from Philadelphia, and Vivian's estimated flight time is more than half an hour.
An Wujiu was worried about his mother and felt very uneasy. But Shen Ti fell asleep as soon as he got on the aircraft, his long legs curled up with no place to rest, his whole figure was like a folded cat.
He slept soundly with his head tilted, with a lollipop in his mouth, his fluffy hair swayed with the aircraft, the last one didn't stop, and fell on An Wujiu's shoulder.
An Wujiu, who had been looking out the window, suddenly felt his shoulders sink, and looked sideways, it turned out to be Shen Ti.
His eyelashes were overgrown, light brown, and trembling slightly, and he was very quiet when he fell asleep, giving people the illusion of being very close.
An Wujiu immediately told himself that he was just a weird liar.
When he arrived, Wu You even thought he had made a mistake.
This place is clearly an abandoned chemical factory, and it doesn't look like a place where people can live.
[The destination has been reached. ]
The aircraft landed steadily on the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust. An Wujiu looked down, Shen Ti seemed to be stuck to his shoulder, he was in a deep sleep, completely motionless.
"Get up." An Wujiu's voice was always quiet, so it didn't have much deterrent effect, and everything he said seemed to be discussing.
Shen Ti remained motionless.
An Wujiu had no choice but to move his arm, and then pushed Shen Ti again, the old Lai finally moved, stretched his body like a snake that had ended its hibernation.
"...so fast?" He wrinkled his face vigorously, then loosened it, like a child, then lightly patted An Wujiu's shoulder, and said "thank you" briskly.
The abandoned factory does not look big, like a small chemical manufacturing plant, the steel gate is now closed. An Wujiu got off the aircraft, and immediately found the cameras on the upper edge and corner of the gate.
He walked over and waved to the camera.
This was a bit funny, Shen Ti was amused by him, but An Wujiu couldn't see it.
Soon, the heavy door was pushed open, Zhong Yirou changed into a big T-shirt and shorts, her long hair was coiled up, and an automatic facial scraping device was fixed on her head, with two small scraping boards one behind the other Scrape across her cheekbones at a constant speed.
"Why don't you guys say it first?" Zhong Yirou raised his neck and kept the Gua Sha device stable, "I don't even have any makeup on!"
With a lollipop in his mouth, Shen Ti said foolishly, "It's fine."
He didn't say things like "You're a natural beauty."
It's "Anyway, I don't like girls."
Zhong Yirou rolled her big eyes, and turned sideways to make room for them to enter.
"Yes, can I still not know?"
An Wujiu entered the door, but he didn't expect that there was something special inside this abandoned chemical factory. Five or six containers were placed on the first floor as a separate room. The prosthetic body that comes out has separate arms, various prosthetic eyes placed in transparent containers, and mechanical leg bones that have not been filled with artificial muscles and skin.
On the second floor, half of the curtains were drawn, and a row of Zhong Yirou's clothes could be seen, probably the living area.
"You modified this yourself?" Wu You looked around, "It's amazing."
"Of course." Zhong Yirou took off her scraping device, her fair cheeks were covered with red marks. She patted her face, "My sister can't do it for nothing after all these years."
In the altar, she pretended to be a coquettish villain, but in real life, Zhong Yirou was like an ordinary girl.
It's not particularly ordinary, he can drive a car and make prosthetics.
"Let me show you." Zhong Yirou didn't bother with the routine, directly grabbed An Wujiu's arm, and led him to the workbench, "It's all infected, I'll clean up the wound for you first, and then sew it up."
She raised her eyes to look at An Wujiu, "I have to scan for the problem with the mechanical skeleton."
"En." An Wujiu nodded.
Zhong Yirou immediately put on a pair of glasses, took An Wujiu into an operating room made of a container, and yelled at the other two guys who were visiting before entering the door, "You guys find a place to sit, there is a bed in the container and you want to rest Lie down casually, but don't go to the second floor and my underwear will be confiscated!"
"Understood." Wu You responded, and walked towards the assembly line operating table with curiosity, staring at the unfinished mechanical leg bone.
After Shen Ti finished eating one lollipop, he unwrapped another lollipop and stuffed it into his mouth. Then he walked in front of An Wujiu and Zhong Yirou, and followed them closely.
"Aren't you tired?" Zhong Yirou injected anesthesia into An Wujiu's wrist, and glanced at Shen Ti, "Usually, when you come out of the altar, you can sleep for more than ten hours."
Shen Ti pulled a chair and sat upside down, folded his arms on the top of the back of the chair, put his chin on it, and observed carefully with a lollipop in his mouth.
He's just conflicted. It looks sad, but sometimes the energy is too strong. For example, at this moment, he must watch them stitching.
Zhong Yirou set up her own business at the age of sixteen, falsified her age to open a small clinic in a slum, was driven out later, and changed places like a guerrilla war. She has been in this business for ten years. Among other things, her medical skills are very sophisticated. It didn't take long for An Wujiu's hand to be stitched up, and the stitching was still precise.
"Look at the seams, how elegant." She boasted.
Shen Ti clapped his hands cooperatively. Watching An Wujiu being taken to another closed white container by Zhong Yirou.
He stood up with a stride, ready to follow them in, but was blocked by Zhong Yirou.
"I'm going to give him a full body scan, so don't come in and get in the way."
The door closed all of a sudden, after thinking for a while, Shen Ti had no choice but to turn his back and squat down. He saw an ant passing by in front of him, so he stretched out his index finger to block the ant's way.
The little ant was blocked, and simply climbed up Shen Ti's index finger. Shen Ti was so frightened that he almost jumped up, and frantically shook his hand.
When he was finally not frightened by the foul ants, the door suddenly opened from the inside out, and it was placed heavily on Shen Ti's back.
"Ah, pain, pain..." Shen Ti stood up and reached out to touch his back. When he saw An Wujiu coming out, his expression was as calm as ever.
"How is it?" Shen Ti asked while supporting his waist.
"It turned out to be out at night." Zhong Yirou clapped his hands, locked the door of the scanning room by the way, and put his hands on his waist, "It's almost noon, do you want something to eat?"
Shen Ti was the first to raise his hand high, "Yes!"
Zhong Yirou immediately put on a smile, "Then I will do it for everyone!"
An Wujiu looked at her, feeling that things were not that simple.
"For lunch, you can give me 200 knives each. Well, if you still want to eat dinner, then add 200 knives. If you have no place to go and want to sleep with me, then it's cheaper. Give me 500 knives Bar!"
The way she said these words, An Wujiu seemed to see dollar signs in her eyes.
Wu You walked over from the assembly line, "I agree, anyway, eating out will only be more expensive, it doesn't matter what you eat, as long as you can fill your stomach."
"Leave it to me!" Zhong Yirou immediately stretched out his hand and collected five hundred dollars each. An Wujiu had no cash, so he deducted 50 points from her.
With such a conversion, it seems that it is really not too expensive.
But when they sat down at the dining table and saw the dishes on the table, they chose to remain silent at the same time.
"Eat, eat, eat!" Zhong Yirou put down the last huge steel soup pot, took off the oven gloves, "Eat while it's hot!"
Wu You let out a long sigh of relief, and poked the lump in front of him with chopsticks, "Sister, are you from India?"
"How is it possible! I am a pure Chinese beauty!"
Shen Ti scooped up the gray-black pot of soup that looked like eyeballs floating with a spoon, and his Adam's apple rolled, "Could it be that you put the prosthetic eye in it..."
"Here are the limited edition plant-based meatballs I bought for Halloween! Very expensive!"
There was a plate of charred unknown object in front of An Wujiu, he poked it with his chopsticks, "This should be charcoal-grilled steak."
"Ah... this is my scrambled egg."
Before eating, the faces of the people on the table were as pale as dishes. Zhong Yirou clapped his hands and cheered up like a kindergarten teacher. The arrangement was clear, "Eat quickly! If you are full, you will not go to bed hungry at night." !"
"Wu You, you are small, and you sleep in the hospital bed in the red container!"
Wu You took a bite of the elastic meatball, but didn't bite, the eye balls were flying around in his mouth.
"Shen Ti and Wu Jiu, you two..." Zhong Yirou thought for a while, as if there were not many hospital beds left, "I just sold one last time. Why don't you two squeeze together and sleep together."
An Wujiu's chopsticks were not clenched tightly, one fell off with a click, and rolled to the edge of the table, just in time to be caught by Shen Ti's hand.
Zhong Yirou showed an expression of "I am the Virgin Mary with a beautiful heart and a kind heart", and covered her heart with her hands.
"Just let me fulfill you and provide a venue."
The next second she became serious again, and stretched out her index finger, "But please keep your voice down."
"I have a nervous breakdown and can't sleep."