Entered. Moved. To the treatment point. Jiang Hui and his team were basically out of the chaos zone and completely away from danger.
Of the two, the one who needed treatment the most was Clarence. He had been unconscious for a while. Even at the most critical moment just now, he was almost smashed into a meat pie. The other party was quiet. He was not sober at all. He was like a fainted man.
The military officer who examined him just now said that due to excessive blood loss, his body functions declined rapidly. In order to maintain his body functions, his body took self-protection measures and fell into a state of functional shock. However, unlike his physical index falling to a low point, his spirit seemed unexpectedly active. At that time, the person who examined him pointed out that he might still be conscious. This is possible.
After entering the mobile treatment point, the therapist discovered that the other person's mental illness was always awake. Even though he appeared to be in a coma, his consciousness was always clear and he could hear and even feel the external environment.
And in this relatively quiet state, the pain he could feel was several times stronger than when he was awake.
So, has he always been in such pain? He clearly felt the pain of his wound bursting, and the various noises and live broadcasts from the outside world. He even clearly knew that he was facing a catastrophe. But he could do nothing but close his eyes tightly, and wait in vain for death in this huge body where his soul was.
If Jiang Hui were in such a situation, he would feel an indescribable pressure just by thinking about it, which made him feel suffocated.
You feel bad too, right? Zhang Hui, the therapist, squeezed aside and looked at the pale face in the center of the debt repayment. The eyes were clearly closed. But he didn't know if it was an illusion. He could vaguely feel that the other party was struggling restlessly in the darkness at this moment.
But at least I survived. We all did. So. Wake up soon. Everything will be fine. Jiang Huai Nan Nan.
Little classmate, you sit down too. I'll check you. Your complexion doesn't look good. Because. A very gentle-looking female therapist. She put her arm behind him and pulled it to the other side.
This mobile therapy shop is not a small bang. In addition to the therapists and related staff and patients, there are only the two of them, or should I say, only the two victims.
Of the two, Clarence's condition was much more serious. When the sergeant contacted the treatment point, he had probably reported Clarence's condition. So, the two were taken up, and all the therapists in the cabin rushed to rescue Clarence.
They naturally asked Jiang Hui, but he looked fine. Moreover, he insisted on going to check on Clarence. During this time, Jiang Hui did not conduct any investigation.
The therapist had noticed Jiang Hui from a while ago. Seeing him, his expression gradually turned ugly. He was worried whether he had internal injuries. So he pulled it out and planned to give Jiang Hui a checkup alone.
The result was naturally no major problems. However, there were constant small problems. And it was also a hindrance. An old problem that was extremely difficult for him. After such a messy operation today, he began to overdraw his mental strength again.
This is not a good thing.
In the past few months, he was injured several times in succession. His mental power was overdrawn to varying degrees. He asked the therapist who examined him at the time to heat him up. The therapist shook his head repeatedly and warned him that if he didn't want to wake up for the third time in the future, it would be better to pay attention to his mental state when problems arise. Don't let this happen again and again.
Sister, his inner wall is a brain jade. The characteristics and friendship that are manifested on the outside cannot be fully understood by Mijia Le's qualifications and development trends. He can't know the situation at the moment, so he can only keep an eye on himself at all times.
At that time, in addition to the professor, he also did some small mental training and tried his best to restore his brain to a balanced state. After the other party left the galaxy again, the mental overdraft he returned to was completely cured. There was no hidden danger left. This was the second treatment of the Mi family, and the therapist stamped it for sure.
Later, according to the plan given by the therapist Mijiale, he conducted several debugging and training. Not only did he improve the flexibility of his mental power, but he also helped him stabilize his unstable mental barrier. He even felt that his mental power seemed to have improved a little bit. He did mecha training a few days ago, and there was no effect on such high-intensity mental activities.
Unexpectedly, after watching the game today and fleeing, Jing exhausted his mental strength again. From this, we can imagine how much pressure and loss he has endured today. If the time is delayed a little longer, he will probably not be able to bear it.
However, the female therapist did not know his past medical records. The current crude treatment environment could not provide additional personal files. Seeing that this was still a mild case of Zhang Zhen, the therapist breathed a sigh of relief and immediately took out a potion to replenish his mental strength and gave it to him. Seeing that he did not speak, she thought he was frightened and repeatedly comforted her softly.
Danhui was not really frightened. He was just too tired. Even if he relaxed, his companions seemed to be saved. But he still couldn't recover from the tense and rich battle scene as before. He was slightly absent-minded.
This state continued until the mobile treatment point was opened and the Nocturne pedestrian suddenly rushed in.
The therapist at the treatment center has already given Clarence temporary treatment. His condition has stabilized now. He is just waiting for formal treatment at the hospital.
Darkly said. There were patients like Clarence in emergency at the treatment point. They did not stop halfway. The acquaintances sent him directly to the nearby military hospital. But considering the current time, it was impossible to get to the hospital so quickly. Geng Wangrun's group of people came in directly skipped the driver's authority and came in. It was more like a break-in.
The therapist, already. Dispersed. At the other end. Clarence's vital signs monitored and analyzed.
Jiang Hui sat on the bed next to him. He didn't feel any pain. He just waited quietly.
Suddenly, a group of people came in from outside. The strange and aggressive aura suddenly woke him up from his empty state. However, it seemed that there was also a familiar message mixed in. It was not auspicious. He caught the pedestrians and they took action.
"Jiang Hui, classmate Clarence?!" Although the boy always seemed unstable, he had never lost control like he did now, and even cried.