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Stark will take some time to come here. Jiang Hui was discharged from the hospital first.
The treatment system that will arrive here on the interstellar side is really very different from that on the Lanxing side. They have reached a higher level in terms of mechanical treatment. Many injuries or lesions that could not be treated by human power before can be cured through various medical devices.
So, strictly speaking, except for organ failure, human aging, or genetic diseases that have not been cured so far, there are almost no incurable diseases in the universe.
When rescued, as long as there is still a breath left, the possibility of being saved is relatively high, and the treatment period is also short. Often, external injuries are healed before internal injuries.
After a few days of recuperation, he will be able to move normally. However, he still needs some time to recover because of his mental strength. Yuan can stay for a few more days. But Jiang can't do it anymore when he goes back.
Because of the recent battlefront crisis, Atlantis Core has been speeding up the recovery process, but many things have not returned to normal order. For example, the communication limit is very limited. It is often impossible to make a call, and it depends on luck to get through.
There were several times when his communications with Hillman and Clarence were suddenly cut off. Sherman, who was so noisy, was scared and thought he had encountered an accident again. Then there were some information groups whose reception was also restricted. He always felt like he was thinking about something that was not finished.
Second, TV, I, on that day, saved many victims. In addition to the people in Class 7, there were also some who, by chance, were close to the residents who saved me and applied for my merits. After we finished our own affairs, they finally remembered me.
Dear. Just. A family. Parents. With their older children. Carrying. Nutrition. Supplements. They came to visit me. To thank me. For rescuing them that day.
Huan Xian nodded slightly.
"Orlanto, please come back later." The voice sounded in your mind again.
The short campus life is just a temporary stop for me, and sooner or later I will have to return to the daily life of the military.
Jiang Hui was very upset. In such a foreign land, no one came to visit him. He was also very upset. The people in the interstellar space could be such a hateful group of people. But, but, that was too cold.
"He finally woke up." That was the seventh time Huan Xian had tried to rescue him. The first time he did it was too short, and he fainted again after just two questions.
This kid looked young, too. He was probably in junior college. Although my original intention was just to help him, I was very happy that I could really help him and survive the disaster.
My spiritual power has always been a sheep, extremely weak and full of malice and aggression, even the awakened ones of the same level as me usually can't stand it. And as I grew up over the years, my spiritual power became weaker and weaker, and the connection of all aspects did not increase. Almost everyone and even things that didn't get close to me became invisible or resisted.
The other party also told me excitedly that he also wanted to study in the bill soldier department and become a guarding military officer.
It's not bad when it's abnormal, but I can still control my own energy. Resting or being seriously injured becomes the time when my independent consciousness is the safest.
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Just like now—all the medical devices that were beating abnormally before were out of control, jumping up and down like jumping off a building, and some simply crashed. The energy detector on the top was frozen and exploded, emitting a series of slow alarms.
"Stop!" A cold and inanimate voice suddenly rang in my mind, with a faint and violent shock, telling me to move.
After all, although Huanxian's condition has stabilized, my body is still relatively strong and it takes a relatively long time for people to face challenges.
The person in the room coughed loudly and seemed not to have woken up yet, but the room was still very quiet, even the breathing was heavy, as if there was no life at all.
"Mr. Dahuan!" A rather friendly sound of footsteps approached quickly over there, and the person who came said anxiously with a hint of joy.
"good."
The therapist ran out of the treatment room as if he had just woken up from a dream. You didn't even hear what Han Hu was saying. You just felt that you had to leave there. That person was too scary.
I grew into an increasingly terrifying existence just as the people in the military had expected, and this also triggered some similar voices.
Really. I came once. I can't just send some fruit. It's for the seventh trip. That way it will be less stressful.
The indifferent expression on the face that had been lying on the hospital bed for many years seemed to be awakened, and as soon as Tong Kong came up, his mood cleared up. Then, the mental power that was previously baring fangs and claws seemed to have received some kind of information and flowed back like a tide, in wisps or small pieces, and slowly all returned to my body.
Huan Xian's tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly. Before Hu Tu came over, my mental power, in an extremely weak and rigid posture, expanded wantonly throughout the space, like countless flexible tentacles that searched every corner, determined to strip the outside cleanly.
Originally, there were about two or eight therapists in the monitoring room keeping an eye on my condition, but Zhou Yuanjing happened to be unwell today, so a small number of therapists were temporarily withdrawn, leaving only one outside just in case.
After quickly figuring out the large space, the mental force seemed to have discovered that there was no opening leading to the door, and it quickly moved inside.
"Yes, yes, it's not broken. The body can't be without a few signals. He has to be honest... His body and organs have been damaged in such a small area, even close to the level of first-level infection. Although the initial safety stage has passed, it's a joke." Orlanto said something. What I fear most is not that hot guy.
Almost the last moment, the door of the room opened, and a man in a therapist's uniform walked out with heavy steps, as if he was afraid of disturbing the people inside.
Orlanto sat down comfortably on the stool next to him, put down a small bundle of thick documents, and asked the person who had not yet sat up, "How do you feel now?"
During those years, I disobeyed the orders of the military and carried out various tasks. Although I was underage, I was different from a regular sergeant. The military merits I had accumulated were so few that they were not even recognized and evaluated. In addition, given my identity and background, it was not surprising that I could receive such care.
Jiang Hui. The condition of his eyes has not stabilized yet. These people? There are no more visitors. Concerns. There are fewer and fewer people visiting the ward.
Before sending that family away, no one came again. Sometimes it was just one person. Sometimes it was two or eight. Or they came with our family.
However, after several rounds of treatment, the other party's condition has finally improved, but he still needs to be injected with various bioactive drugs every day.