It hurts to touch me [Interstellar]

"... What did he say exactly? What?"

"'Give you four 10 minutes'."

"that is it?"

"It's just like that." Shan Xuan replied.

After a long report and meeting, Shan Xuan felt more and more difficult to breathe. After the communication was turned off, he chose to stride out of the meeting room.

"Single-shade scholars..."

"Leave me alone."

Sensing that no one is following behind?, Shan Xuan secretly heaved a sigh of relief, and his eyes turned red as he walked.

Everything that happened before? was too sudden, and he is still in a dream, unable to accept the fact that the special medical area has "disappeared".

In the conference room just now, he numbly completed the preliminary report, and now he just waits to return to the United Star, and all of them will accept the investigation of the Arbitration Court.

The Court of Arbitration should also be familiar with the investigation process, and would not expect any results from the investigation, because the same thing happened once before—the research institute on the back of Proxima Centauri, now every piece of building material is Still new.

Compared to the last time the tyrant got angry when he was controlled, this time it took 25 minutes longer...

Shan Xuan felt extremely bitter in his chest.

Back then, he was a new researcher, and many things had nothing to do with him, but now, he has devoted all his time and energy to the special medical area for many years. Although the research materials have not been lost, he still can't help There was a kind of grievance that I hadn't felt for many years.

He knew that mental power therapy was completely ineffective against Li Ou at this stage. Those carefully developed instruments were originally enough to resonate with the tyrant's mental power? An unsatisfactory instrument will issue a harsh warning.

Even the training plan for Li Ou's body was useless. Li Ou's body couldn't withstand high-intensity training at all. He had to lie in the treatment cabin for several hours every day to make up for the natural wear and tear of his body that day.

He also knows, no matter how nice it sounds? - They collect those critically ill patients, saying that they are to help them and give them their last hope, but the medical area exists for tyrants, and the treatment plans for special patients are based on The premise of treatment at the tyrant level——

They directly ignored the treatment methods that are ineffective for the tyrant level, and did not consider the mild treatment that may be effective for other patients. There is also the "attenuation treatment method" that has been proposed long ago, which is to appropriately reduce the level of mental power of the patient to achieve? the purpose of keeping the patient alive.

However, all physicians and researchers agree that it is impossible to "appropriately reduce" mental power. After all, this is no less difficult than solving a new field of mental power riots.

"Once the mental strength begins to decline, it will drop again and again until brain death, or severe mental retardation." Shan Xuan remembers saying this himself.

In fact, he never thinks about decay healing, because the level of the tyrant can never be lowered.

So, there was no difference between the other patients and the mice.

Shan Xuan understands this deep down in his heart? But even if he understands...

The interests of the few, and the interests of the majority, on the first day he became a researcher, he naturally chose the majority...

Shan Renders his footsteps for a moment.

A thought that made him break out in a cold sweat suddenly rose up?.

——I always choose between individual interests and collective interests, but the object of my research, the meaning of my entire life, isn’t it at the level of a tyrant, just a tyrant, and the tyrant is just that adult.

He thinks that the tyrant's research is closely related to the interests of the entire human race, but in reality, would the tyrant himself think so?

Based on his understanding of that lord, Leo——no, lord Leo, I'm afraid he will only think that it is his own personal interests that are harming the interests of the majority, right?

……

Shan Xuan couldn't help but clenched his fists?

Knowing that the red thorns are constantly damaging the master's mental health, knowing that Li Ou's mental state is not stable, knowing...but being blinded by the other party's blandness again and again, under the other party's With tolerance, I will only engage in some formal treatment.

What about the most important psychology that I preached? What about counseling?

Afraid of revealing the real identity of the adult, he turned the psychological treatment into an additional item. There were only three 10-minute conversations three times a week, and all of them were perfunctory by Mr. Li Ou, while he turned a blind eye .

……

Only now did he realize why? The special medical area had to disappear.

Because my research has changed taste, I was blinded by obsession!

The Special Medical Area, too, was false hope for that lord.

Even because of this, the hope of other patients has become empty talk.

That's why the adults asked Lydia to convey it?

Reconstruction of the Special Medical Area...

Own……

What did you do? What...

With a soft click, the toe of Shanxuan's shoe was hit by a drop of water, and the wet mark became darker.

He hurriedly wiped his eyes, but his vision became more and more hazy.

Suddenly, he recalled a day many, many years ago.

Sitting on the floor of the living room at home, the beautiful robot nanny applied medicine to his forehead? After that, he began to apply medicine to his knees.

He should have been injured at school. After all, he was the weaker one among his peers. What's more, when he entered the supernormal class, he was surrounded by classmates who were also called "geniuses", and the youngest one was younger than him. Big out a lot.

After the medicine was applied to the knee, it was the turn of the less injured arm.

The "sister"'s movements were very gentle, the medicine was applied to the wound, and the hot wound immediately became cool, and the pain was blown away by the robot holding his arm.

Originally, it was just to divert his attention. The news was turned on, and the video occupied half of the living room.

"...Ninety hours ago, the empire launched a large-scale attack on our border star field, and the enemy's tyrant-level spiritual body 'White Death Knell' then carried out surface bombing on the three border residents? Planets, man-made atmosphere and climate The pump was destroyed... Commander Leo led the reinforcements and then arrived... Facing the tyrant of the same level, Bai Deathknell finally fled, and the enemy moved to..."

A fragment of the scene appeared in the stereoscopic image. The angle of view should be a drone, which is passing through the black fog and the ground surface where the gravity structure is destroyed. The construction debris is rolling in the air, and the drone is dangerously passing Passing a wreckage of a starship, suddenly, a red foot appeared in front of my eyes...

He stared blankly at the pictures carefully selected by the news station. Even though he didn't see the whole picture of the red thorn, the huge humanoid spirit made him unable to even breathe.

……

It was a beautiful day, because on that day, and from that moment on, for a long time after that, he was immersed in many beautiful questions.

What kind of person would a person with such a spiritual body be?

With a tyrant as the leader, what kind of ethnic group would that be?

What is everyone in that group like?

What is Master Leo's temperament in private? What is it?

……

Due to the special situation of the war, there is very little news about the commander Leo, and his group is even more mysterious. Citizens only know some vague figures and those precious names about the members of the group.

So at that time, he couldn't help thinking, could he get close to them one day, get in touch with that adult, observe each of them closely, and uncover the answers to these mysterious questions?

……

Shan Xuan was still standing alone in the corridor. After a while, he covered his eyes with his cuff.

……

"Yam Scholar—"

Liam shook his head? He interrupted the other party, and greeted him with a gentle smile. He approached the nurse and asked softly, "Is he better?"

The nurse felt a little feverish on his face.

It is said that Yamu scholars are one of the most influential senior scholars in the institute, but more importantly, the extremely outstanding appearance and elegant style of behavior make people fascinated by a little contact. Only then can he understand what a real nobleman is.

After a pause, the nurse found herself and hurriedly said, "The temperature, the temperature has dropped? But Dr. Yeheya hasn't woken up yet? Would you like to go in and see him?"

Liam smiled to express his gratitude, and took the initiative to walk towards the direction of the treatment cabin. The nurse hesitated for a moment before leaving the consultation room.

Yehya has already left the cabin, lying quietly on the hospital bed in the corner.

He hadn't been involved in the meeting and was found sick with a high fever on the floor of his bedroom.

Afterwards, he was sent to emergency treatment and concluded that he was severely malnourished. Only half of the treatment was completed, and the medical area began to be evacuated urgently, and Yeheya was sent to the escape ship.

"Yeah... who made you live on candy every day?" Liam said softly.

Yehya's face was pale and his eyelashes trembled on the hospital bed, but he still couldn't wake up?

At this time, Liam touched Yehya's wrist with his fingers, and after a long time of mental induction, Liam laughed beside the hospital bed.

The laughter was low and dull, and finally he withdrew his hand, but still couldn't stop laughing? He bent down laughing.

He opened Yehya's case, and the data on it was exactly the same as what he felt.

From the time he was sent for emergency treatment, the level of mental strength recorded on it was "extra high" SS+.

Yehya's mental strength recovered unexpectedly.

that person...

Did he want Yehya to continue to suffer, or did he soften his heart this time?

The smile on Liam's face slowly disappeared, and he looked down at the hospital bed like a person who was having a nightmare, without any expression.

"It really gave you a lucky lottery for nothing."