The alliance forced me to treat the admiral

"Well...according to what you just said, Major General Yan Chi's current symptoms are similar to memory disorders."

Wei Xi explained without raising his head, his eyes still glued to the various data charts on the light screen.

"Memory disorder?" Si Yiming's eyes are darkened in the field of brain medicine. At most, he has learned basic first aid in the military school. To him it was a bible.

The term memory disorder made him uncomfortable.

Ordinary injuries are commonplace for their soldiers. With the current level of medical treatment: broken skin and bleeding can be restored within 1 minute without scars; a broken arm or leg can be fitted with a prosthesis for a few hours, and a new limb can be autologously cultivated for a week; even if the internal organs are ruptured and damaged It can also recover intact within a few weeks.

But once it comes to the spiritual field, the degree of trouble will increase exponentially, and it cannot be solved in a short while.

and just now

Si Yiming recalled Yan Chi's reaction after his confession on the spot just now, he "tsk" a little irritably, his brows furrowed tightly, and asked: "Is this disease very serious? What are the specific symptoms? Can it be cured... ·”

"I've heard about this disease a long time ago. The Institute should have a treatment plan. If not, the Institute has really been a bit uncoordinated over the years..."

He speaks very impolitely, very fast, like a cannonball, chattering endlessly.

Wei Xi turned his head to look at him, caught a few strands of dark light passing by his deep dark blue pupils, was startled, and smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry, just listen to me slowly."

The subtle mental power quietly reached over to soothe the agitated mental power, Si Yiming looked at Wei Xi's calm and determined eyes, and slowly calmed down.

"Sorry, Brother Wei, I was a little impatient just now and lost my composure."

Wei Xi smiled: "It's okay, it's a private occasion, don't worry so much."

"As a friend, I would like to remind you that your level of mental power is very high, and you are still one of the few special groups with substantial offensive power, but you still have no way to fully grasp it at present. If your self-control is even weaker, you may even You will also be driven by it, and your temper will become irritable and irritable. Usually there is no big problem, but if you are still so impulsive on the battlefield in the future... you will die."

Si Yiming raised his eyebrows and lowered his eyelashes, and was silent for a while.

"I see, Brother Wei."

The tall young man, nearly 1.9 meters tall, leaned against the wall, lowered his head, and breathed a sigh of relief. When he raised his head again, there was no joy or sadness on his face, as if he had restrained all his emotions.

At his age, he should be the most flamboyant, let alone someone as rebellious as Si Yiming.

After all, the calm and composure he pretended on his face could not deceive himself or others.

Repressed, silent, taboo... Some obsessive feelings that are forcibly buried deep in the heart but deepened because of the passage of time are not cheap things that can be suppressed by a simple sentence of "self-control".

Seeing this, Wei Xi raised his eyebrows and sighed softly in his heart.

Before Min Zheng told him that Si Yiming had that kind of thoughts about Yan Chi, he was a little skeptical...

How old was the kid then?

Fourteen, fifteen?

Development is the beginning of development, not precocious, and excessive secretion of dopamine and phenolphthalein in adolescence is not unusual, but in general, it is still a kid who does not know how to write responsibilities and missions.

How long can the impulse and goodwill under the blessing of hormones last, the big data statistics of the Academy of Social Sciences of the Institute tell you - 70% are spur-of-the-moment and end without a problem; ten years.

However, big data has always been just a rationalization of prejudice, and only reflects common situations. Wei Xi is not blind, and he has seen it clearly in these years.

It is the kind that has a good impression, like a flower peacock, making troubles in front of the sweetheart, brushing up the sense of existence to gain attention.

Perhaps in Yan Chi's eyes, this little brat is just a brat who doesn't let him worry...

But Wei Xi didn't expect that... Si Yiming fell into it deeper than he thought before.

The influence of mental strength on personality is innate, but since Wei Xi met Si Yiming, the ones who can be called irritable in words and deeds are only when he was questioned just now... and when he heard the bad news before, he rushed to him in a hurry The moment he asked him "Where is Yan Chi".

At other times, he looks like a cynical devil king, with ease and ease, he doesn't seem to care about anything, and there is nothing worth worrying about.

"Memory disturbance is not a disease, it's just a symptom. Its root lies in damage to the mental realm." Wei Xi explained.

Si Yiming's pupils shrank when he heard this: "Is the mental damage... serious?"

Wei Xidao: "Among the wounded who were sent together, Major General Yan Chi's condition is considered good, and some others even suffered from aphasia and dementia, and their cerebral cortex was severely damaged. But this is also due to the fact that Yan Chi Because the major general has a higher level of spiritual power, he has a stronger ability to resist external erosion."

Hearing this, Si Yiming seemed to think of something, and frowned deeply: "Wait a minute, Brother Wei! I was too hasty when I came just now, and I didn't finish watching the battle. Yan... My dad's army is not Is the mech organized, why is there a large-scale mental damage?"

Wei Xi paused for a moment, then frowned and said, "This matter is originally confidential, but it will be announced sooner or later. It doesn't matter if I tell you in advance."

"Visbania Ore, have you heard of it?" Wei Xi looked at Si Yiming, his dark eyes dimmed.

"I have heard." Si Yiming frowned slightly: "Three years ago, in the final battle between the Alliance and the Empire, our Knights were able to severely damage the First Army of the Empire. It was because of this ore that the official of the military department It is said that the ore has strange radiation, which can interfere with the electromagnetic field inside the mech."

But in fact, the Knights led at the time were Lieutenant General Dean, the patriarch of the Timothy family who was imprisoned for treason a few months later.And before this battle, the Lieutenant General had already been in contact with the empire's dark lines, and was shamelessly doing things like stealing inside and outside.

Therefore, the high-level military officials of the alliance later agreed that the knights led by Dean did not seriously damage the first army of the empire, but the empire used this as an excuse to request a truce because they believed at the time that the commander-in-chief of the alliance army, Min Admiral Cheng has been poisoned in his body and has lost his combat power, so he no longer poses a threat to them.

A temporary truce can preserve the existing combat power and restore its strength. At the same time, it can activate the long-buried dark lines in the alliance, strive to disintegrate the alliance's forces from within, cause civil strife, and finally reap the benefits of the fisherman.

——Empire’s calculation was very good, but it was a pity that it was intercepted by Min Zheng and Kong Yan in the middle.

No way, who told those dark lines to be dead or alive, the first target was the two pivotal figures of the alliance.

"Yes, after experiments, it was found that the radiation emitted by this ore can indeed interfere with the electromagnetic field inside the mecha, but the range is limited, and it can only affect the mecha. We also made improvements to the configuration of the mecha based on this point. .”

"I didn't expect..." Wei Xi's tone did not fluctuate, but his eyes were full of coldness: "We actually followed the way of the empire."

Although he talked about the empire, Wei Xi knew very well who the mastermind of all this was.

No one but him would have come up with such an elaborate plan.

"Extract the radiation factor in the ore, transmit the energy in the form of subatomic particles through the vacuum medium in the universe, and expand its lethality by binding electromagnetic waves... Heh, the design of the radiation tower in the empire is really good. □□Seamless." Wei Xi sneered.

"Before we configured the mechs, we did a deep processing on the point of anti-radiation, but the Empire took advantage of this point..."

Wei Xi was still immersed in his own thoughts and couldn't extricate himself. Halfway through the talk, he was suddenly filled with indignation. From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Si Yiming frowning deeply, and his dark blue eyes were full of confusion.

"...Sorry, I'm talking in human terms." Wei Xi covered his eyes.

"Um···"

Wei Xi thought for a while: "To put it simply, they used the characteristics of Visbania ore to create a mobile radiation tower, and in turn used our improved automatic shielding system to cause bugs in the operating system. Released an infrasonic weapon that can interfere with the mental state of the operator, and the combination of the three causes the magnetic field inside the mech to be violently disturbed and then backlash against its owner."

"You also know that the essence of spiritual power is energy, which is also one of the necessary energies to drive a mecha. The higher the level of mecha, the higher the requirements for mental power, and the deeper the binding degree to the operator himself. , like Major General Yan Chi's mecha, he tailored it for himself."

"Although Major General Yan Chi immediately blew up his mecha and killed the radiation towers of the enemy formation, and curbed the backlash of other mechas in time, but he was the closest to the radiation tower at that time, and he was the most affected, and the backlash was also the most serious, so..."

"So... he became like this?" Si Yiming frowned, clenched his fists unconsciously, and his face was extremely cold.

Self-explosive mecha?

What on earth is this person thinking, to blow up his mech in such a situation!

Does he know what kind of situation he will face now if the alliance's rescue troops come one step later, or are intercepted by the empire who first discovered the position of the floating capsule!

Killed, captured, tortured to extract confessions...

In an instant, many possibilities flashed through his mind, and Si Yiming's face became more and more ugly.

Wei Xi glanced at Si Yiming, and keenly sensed that his mood was going to be wrong again. He sighed softly, and comforted him: "Don't make such a bad face, Major General Yan Chi is still fine now, and it won't take a week. The physical wounds will heal, and the mental state will slowly return."

Si Yiming suddenly came back to his senses.

Yes, no matter what, the danger has passed, and Yan Chi is still fine now.

He hasn't lost him yet, it's still too late.

After quickly clearing up his emotions, Si Yiming suddenly realized something, opened his eyes slightly, and asked in a deep voice: "Brother Wei, what you said just now means... my dad's mental state will slowly recover?"

How can it be?The damage to the spiritual realm is almost irreversible, and it cannot be healed with modern medical standards.

Wei Xi smiled softly when he heard the words, his eyebrows were curved, his smile was extraordinarily bright, and his whole body exuded a radiance of confidence.

"Well, yes, it is no problem to return to the level before the injury."

An hour later, Si Yiming walked out of Wei Xi's research room, looking very preoccupied, and staggered a bit when he went out.

Wei Xi was still a little puzzled.

After knowing that it can be cured... why does this kid look uglier than when he came here?

However, this problem was immediately forgotten by Wei Xi, and now he has more important problems to solve.

He turned around, stood in front of the optical computer and stared at the data for a long time, opened the terminal and created a new notepad, holding an electronic pen in one hand, and began to write quickly on it.

The habits brought about during the student period, whenever a new inspiration flashes in my mind, I will record it with a pen.

He prefers to draw a mind map rather than a rigid electronic manuscript, because it can reflect the truest state of a person's thinking. Flashes of inspiration and thoughts can be connected in series through a lead, opening up new directions .

After an unknown amount of time, Wei Xi put down his pen, breathed a sigh of relief, and stared at the densely packed diagrams in front of him, his eyes sparkling.

His hands trembled a little, not because of the long hours of writing, but because of the excitement overflowing from the depths of his heart.

After a long time, Wei Xi calmed down and sent a message to someone.

——Sorry, brother, I'm not going back, I want to stay here.

On the other side, Si Yiming stared at the sleeping person on the hospital bed with complicated emotions.

Originally, he thought that he should not be able to enter this room. After all, he was immediately blacklisted by Yan Chi after he confessed in the morning.

When he was blasted out of the room, he was merciless, even more ruthless than when he came in before, leaving no room for him to argue at all.

The door slammed loudly, "Get out", "Impossible", "Unless I'm crazy" and refused three consecutive times is a complete set.

But Si Yiming wasn't discouraged, after all, Yan Chi was just like that.

If he just accepted it without any grievances, Si Yiming would feel that something was wrong.

Strolling to this ward again with luck, before opening the door, he hypnotized himself to just take a look, as long as he knew that Yan Chi was in good condition, he would leave immediately.

The result was... When he saw Yan Chi in the room who was asleep, he walked in by accident, sat next to him by accident, and then stared at his sleeping face for an unknown amount of time.

Like a peeping idiot.

Si Yiming crossed a pair of long legs, resting his chin, and listened intently to the faint but regular sound of breathing on the hospital bed. His restless mood gradually calmed down, and his eyes began to empty.

Wei Xi's exhortation just now was still circling in his mind.

After being dazed for a while, Si Yiming seemed to have realized something, sighed lightly, and slowly slid down his tense body, half lying on the soft chair, with a pair of long legs leaning against the side of the hospital bed.

Remember if you can remember...

I didn't want to hide it for long.

A few months later, he and the person in front of him will terminate the adoption relationship, and he may have to think of various excuses when he wants to see this person again.

But···

If he is determined to reject him.

Just like today, with a decidedly impossible attitude.

Si Yiming closed his eyes and smiled self-deprecatingly.

I have never found myself so vulnerable and willful, and I don't even want to consider this possibility.

——Even if he clearly knew that this was the most likely outcome.

"Um···"

A slight muffled hum sounded.

Si Yiming was startled, immediately retracted his legs, sat up straight, and looked nervously at the people on the hospital bed.

Yan Chi lay on the bed, shaking his head slightly, as if feeling a little uncomfortable, his lips moved slightly, buzzing, as if he was saying something.

Si Yiming held his breath, swallowed his saliva unconsciously, and slowly leaned forward with his head sideways...

"Ming...Brother Ming."

This sound was like a bucket of icy cold water pouring fiercely on Si Yiming's heart that had finally warmed himself up.

Si Yiming turned his face away stiffly, and when he saw a little tear oozing from the corner of Yan Chi's eye, the only luck he had left was gone.

He has never seen so clearly...

All self-deception will be broken one day.

The author has something to say: Si Yiming felt miserable: Forget it, it doesn’t matter if you’re a substitute, as long as I can stay by your side all the time, none of this matters... (I don’t know why I suddenly complained)

Yan Chi went up and grabbed Si Yiming's ear, yelling desperately: You little bastard is thinking about some messy things in your head every day!Itchy skin again?