Female Supporting Strategy [Quick Transmigration]

Holding Mu Zi in his arms, Ling Ye was like a light bulb in the crowd, under the attention of almost everyone passing by, he rarely quickened his pace and returned to the car.

Putting Mu Zi on the passenger seat, bending over to fasten her seat belt, Ling Ye drove back to her house.

After stopping the car, Ling Ye paused, thinking quickly that it seemed to be the same as last time, taking Mu Zi back to his home.

But last time, Mu Zi still had a lively appearance, staring at himself to see that he was uncomfortable everywhere, and the thorns all over his body stood up, if he hadn't seen him snatching her important documents, he would probably pounce on himself.

But now, Mu Zi was burnt into a coma, his whole body was scalding hot and weak, only his clear and shallow breathing was left, letting him be mermaid.

Ling Ye carried her upstairs and put her on the bed in the guest room. The first step was to call the home robot to check her health.

After a while, the result came out. It was not an allergy, but a high fever that could not be detected by intelligence.

All Ling Ye's wandering thoughts were extinguished, and she was even a little angry—although she didn't know why she was angry.

She asked the home robot to disinfect the room, then walked to the study, entered the storage room in the inner room, and took out a small box hidden on the bottom floor.

A box the size of a communicator, Ling Ye opened it as he walked, revealing a blue transparent jelly that filled the entire small box. In the middle was a pitch-black oblate chip. The chip itself was very small. Under the magnification of the colloid, the complex lines on it can be seen clearly.

Ling Ye unconsciously quickened his pace, and when he returned to the guest room, the robot had already been disinfected.She directly set the guest room into surgery mode. After the surrounding environment completely changed, she stood by the bed and calmly ordered to the doctor-mode robot that had been prepared: "Download the chip implantation surgery data."

The robot dinged, and a progress bar floated above its head.

Ling Ye put the small box on the tray next to it, and now the whole guest room is like an operating room, even the bed where Mu Zi is sleeping is raised to the position of Ling Ye's waist, and a layer of floating puff appears on the bed sheet. film.

He lowered his head and turned Mu Zi to one side, with his flushed face facing up, lying unconsciously in front of her.

Ling Ye was determined in his heart, never had he understood so clearly what he was going to do next.

She gently peeled off the clothes in front of Mu Zi, every time her fingers touched the flushed skin, she would tremble like being scalded, but she kept on moving, taking off most of Mu Zi's outer two layers of clothes, revealing her smooth left shoulder.

At the same time, the robot "ding" again, the data download is complete, and it automatically loads into the chip implantation mode.

When he actually started to do it, Ling Ye was very calm, his brows were as cold as a sword, and every stroke was quick and ruthless.

In the interstellar era, this kind of surgery can already be completely painless.With the intelligent assistance of the robot, Ling Ye quickly injected the anesthetic reagent, and then accurately found the most stable part on the left shoulder, suitable for attaching the chip.

The robot stretched out a mechanical hand with a very thin needle tip at the end, penetrated into the jelly of the small box, sucked the edge of the small oblate chip, and took it out.

The mechanical knife on the other side has already cut to the end of the collarbone of Muzi's left shoulder, and under the action of the medicine, not much blood flowed out.But with the steady cutting of the smooth blade, the magnificent and sweet smell of blood spread in the room.

Ling Ye lowered his head and watched the bloody scene, the corners of his lips tightened, and he didn't inhale the slightest smell.

The left shoulder of the comatose girl had visible bones, she looked cruel and beautiful, Ling Ye ground her teeth secretly, pressed the button, and the tip of the chip sucking needle came over.

The chip was lightly attached to the exposed collarbone of the left shoulder.

The set of movements was silent, only Ling Ye's heavy breathing was left in the room, and Mu Zi's breathing was so weak that it was barely audible.

After the chip was pasted, it found a new attachment site, flashed, and quickly flattened.

After the robot sewed up the incision, it applied the compound reagent again, and made a "ding" to remind the operation to be completed.

Only a light red mark remained on the piece that was cut open just now.

But even so, it looked particularly abrupt on the flushed skin.It seemed to be arrogantly reminding Ling Ye of her behavior just now.

Ling Ye lowered his eyelids, let out a breath, and began to deal with the aftermath.

The whole "surgery" didn't take much time and energy, but when everything was done, when Ling Ye sat down in the study, he felt as if a big battle had been fought.

——Unconsciously, her back was soaked in cold sweat.

In the next room is a girl who is implanted with a chip and can be completely controlled by herself.She only needs to turn on the communication device to know all the data and activities of the other party.

But now she didn't want to raise her eyes to look at her communicator, and she didn't even want to see her robot, and she didn't want to go to the guest room to see Mu Zi, whose scars hadn't faded yet, and was comatose and unconscious.

Ling Ye folded his legs on the table, leaned back, took two deep breaths, and closed his eyes exhausted.

The author has something to say: I think it's better to stop here... No, I didn't dare to write in detail.

[I originally wanted to say this↓]

Let me explain the truth to you... The whitewashing article I mentioned yesterday is actually not in line with the standard of cookies in my heart.

Standard... um, for example, "My Wife Raised in the Bathtub", the daily life of the president and the mermaid, how cute, isn't it QAQ

...how about I drive this?Anyway, it’s not long, more than a dozen to 20 words, practice orz

It stands to reason that I should open a small black house, but I also want to write about cookies. I am almost confused by the next article recently. I want to open everything, but I don’t want to open anything.

[But after writing this chapter, I suddenly feel fearless, and it is completely ok to break up with you as promised]

Finally, crabs and crabs "eat sugar", "cream (holiday)" x5, "long sleep addiction" irrigation nutrient solution!

Good night good night good night!