Artificial Intelligence and Human Intellectual Disability

"Mr. Bai, we gave Dr. Shen a cardiotonic. He has woken up temporarily and will be transferred to surgery immediately. Would you like to see him?"

The doctor asked Bai Yang with full experience. The critically ill patients who are directly guarded by such bosses are likely to have some secrets in their mouths. If you can't get down, the secret will be taken to the grave. "However, he has a lung injury and may not be able to speak."

Bai Yang was anxious, his eyes were already wedged into the crack of the door: "I just took a look, so as not to delay your treatment, and he doesn't need to speak."

The doctor took Bai Yang in.

Shen Ye was forcibly awakened by the medicine, and lay in the medical cabin. The equipment connected to the body was displaying the results of the preoperative examination one by one, and the countdown to complete was 102 seconds.

It's also time for Bai Yang to take a look.

Bai Yang walked over, his hands and shirt were stained with Shen Ye's blood, almost dried up, the tough lines on his face outlined a frightening sternness, as if he had no way to vent his resentment.

It was a very personal and contradictory emotion, anxious and painful, and the doctor walked away silently.

He propped his arms on the outer edge of the medical cabin, bent down, and leaned close to Shen Ye's ear: "Little lunatic, you are cruel enough to yourself, and even worse to me! If you survive, I will try to see if I can forgive you. Shen Ye , if you die, I promise, I will hate you forever. I will freeze you, put you at home, and hate you every day, every day, until the day I die."

Shen Ye's lungs were torn and his arteries were injured, he was speechless, and looked at Bai Yang with wide, frightened and sad eyes.Bai Yang in front of him was cold, as if he had already frozen himself first.

He hates me to death, Shen Ye thought, but I haven't explained it to him yet, if I explain clearly, maybe he won't hate me so much...

Bai Yang stood up straight, wiped away the tears from the corners of Shen Ye's eyes with his hands down, glanced coolly at the red number 72 on the countdown, turned and left.

Shen Ye was in a frenzy, desperately exhausting all his strength to prop himself up, his knuckles holding the edge of the medical cabin twisted and turned white, and his blue veins stretched.

Like a resentful ghost who can't rest in peace, he wants to return to the world after all his efforts, just to resolve a ray of obsession.

He tore off the connecting wires one by one, and the infusion needle was pulled out of the flesh with a drop of blood. The alarm sound from the instrument was like an unrehearsed symphony, messy and piercing.

fine!Shen Ye stretched out a hand to clasp Bai Yang's left wrist hanging by his side.

Don't go, don't hate me, please forgive me—

He was really speechless, blood gushed out of his mouth as he struggled, Shen Ye seemed to feel no pain, his eyes were full of tears, and he shook his head vigorously.

Bai Yang turned around suddenly, this time he was really frightened mad by the lunatic, his eyes were filled with emotions, but he was a little more energetic than before.

"Don't move! Lie down!" His voice was so soft that it trembled, "Be obedient Shen Ye, you are obedient... I don't blame you, you are fine, I don't hate you... Get better, get better, what will happen next? I can be angry..."

The doctor has calmly and swiftly helped to put down the dying patient, quickly connected the equipment, and pressed the blue button on the control panel of the medical cabin.

A soft white water mist sprayed out from an air hole in the transparent cabin cover, and it fell just enough for the patient to inhale.

The anesthetic gas mist made Shen Ye quickly give up struggling, and slowly closed his eyelids.

But he still firmly grasped Bai Yang's left wrist with one hand, even if his strength was running low, he would concentrate all his remnants on this one place, and would not let it go.

The countdown jumped to one digit, and the doctor came over to help remove the patient's claws: "Boss Bai, it's time for surgery, please wait outside."

Bai Yang raised his hand to stop the doctor's movement: "Will he hold this, will it affect the operation?" After speaking, he clicked and removed half of his arm from the elbow.

Doctor: "...Then, not really." But is it necessary to be so horrified?He has been on stage for more than 20 years, and it was the first time he met a patient with a comfort figure, and it was a high-fidelity forearm!

"Then let him grab it." The countdown had already been reset, and Bai Yang left the room quickly with one sleeve empty.

The guard at the door: "!!!"

Which one is the injured?Do you want to treat Boss Bai by the way?Take a look at the injured arm, what is the situation?ah ah ah ah -

Bai Yang ignored the rich eyes from all walks of life, walked a little farther alone, and called Gao Zhan: "Take your time to track down the murderer, and it's not in a hurry."

If you can't catch the real culprit, you can throw the blame away.

~~~

The modified black smart car had been galloping for nearly three hours, and came to a forest of miscellaneous trees at the border of the area.

The spare land tire stumbled over the rocky beach, and the car finally ran out of power, and stopped at the edge of a landslide with exhausted fuel and lights.

The side door slid open, and two people and a dog got out of the car.

Among them was a tall man in his forties, with a muscular figure, the hood of the pure black jacket half-hidden his face, and his lower body was wearing camouflage pants and hard leather boots.

Without further ado, he walked around to the back of the car and took out a bucket of liquid and an engineering shovel from the trunk.

"Stay away!" he said stiffly to another skinny boy with a big dog.

The black-skinned boy squatted under the gooseberry tree with disdain, staring at the man with deep resentment, his pair of gray pupils seemed brighter than his surroundings in the night, and the big wolf-like dog beside him stepped on the dead leaves uneasily, screaming Rustle.

The man unplugged the bucket, lifted the handle and bottom of the bucket with his leather gloved hands, and carefully poured the liquid inside onto the black car.

Acrid smoke rises from the place where the liquid drenched, and the smoke drifts away with the night wind, while the metal plate roof and large and small parts that make up the car body are rusted and rotted with holes as if they have been corroded by wind and rain for years, not to mention the material Flimsy seats and upholstery.

He handled it very carefully, not missing a piece of the car body, nor hurting a piece of trousers.

Then, the man climbed up the slope on the wet mud, and kept digging the cliff with an engineer shovel. The loose gravel and mud rolled down, helping him to bury the remains of the car body with half the effort.

The boy with dreadlocks watched intently as the other party finished everything, but he couldn't find any faults.

But what's the use of this, no matter how perfect the ending is, it can't change the failure of the main task!

"My brother was killed by you!" The boy wiped his nose with his cuff, crying.

The man's voice was calm, as if whoever died had nothing to do with him: "Again, for the last time, if Shen Ye died, it would be because of his dog, or, because of you, who didn't take good care of his dog."

That's right, this is the "killer" who hid in the black car and shot Shen Ye coldly. He also has a more cool nickname - chef.

Before Shen Ye left Evening Star, she asked Nuka to find the chef.

Nuka never expected that the chef with whom he had a bad relationship turned out to be Adam Bruno, the legal aid lawyer who defended Hemu in the Hemu case.

He imagined that the chef who uses pen as knife and travels online is a gentle, kind-hearted middle-aged scholar, but he never imagined that this guy looks like a savage!

He is just a selfish, stupid kid who picks and chooses, why should he cooperate with lunatics and savages to make things happen!Nuka's intestines turned green.

The assassination plan of killing one thousand enemies and damaging one's own body was originally well-planned, who would have thought of it, who would have thought of it!

At the moment of attack, Wulf probably smelled Shen Ye's scent, and the dog who had been quiet all the way suddenly jumped up and rushed at the chef at the moment of the chef's shot, causing the arrow to deflect upwards a little.

The original position has been repeatedly confirmed that it will not hurt the vitals, and there is even an [-]% certainty that it will hit the ribs and cause a seemingly serious minor injury.

"How much is it off?" Nuka couldn't get over this hurdle at all, and asked after him, "I just played with the ball when I hit the heart. I didn't even see him for the last time, woo woo woo——"

Chef: "His heart grows on the right side?"

Nuka: "Where is that?"

Woolf looked at the chef with his tail between his legs.

The chef has already dealt with the nearby traces, picked up his backpack and walked towards the side of the road, motioning for the two things to follow: "Don't cry early, he is now undergoing Jing'an surgery, he should not die."

"What? True or false? How do you know?!" Nuka and the dog caught up.

"The news from a friend, the trail, the inside, the first hand, and the fidelity."

"Let me see!" Nuka picked up the opponent's smartphone, his eyes lit up, and he recited each word silently three times, feeling ecstatic in his heart.

Looking at the receiving time again, the ecstasy turned into fury: "You received it 10 minutes ago? Why didn't you say it earlier! I'm so worried that you made it up?!"

"Come on," the chef imitated his accent and laughed, "You scolded me all the way, is this revenge for you?"

"I'll make your sister!" Nuka ran two quick steps, raised his foot and kicked the opponent's ass, almost splitting his arms.

The chef dodged and dodged easily: "The legs are not as long as a dog! I jumped up and hit my ankle."

"Let's talk about business now. If you want to follow me for a while, there must be a legitimate relationship between the two of us."

"I see it this way. I'm an elder, so I'll suffer a little bit. You're the son of my little lover. I'm reluctant to recognize you. Why don't you just call me Dad?"

"Hey? I'm not Xiaozi, dare to hit your father, it's against the sky—"

The two of them walked down the deserted road with a dog, the sky in front of them was white, and the dawn was approaching, and the scale clouds were dyed crimson by the rising sun, which indicated that it would be a good weather.

"Have I seen you somewhere else?" Nuka tried to recall, "The small clinic in C7 area? Are you a doctor, a lawyer, or a chef, which one is true? What is your name?"

The chef took a big step: "Lao Tzu is a 'day teacher'!"

"What?"

"Be your father forever!"

"Day your father!"

"Ha ha ha ha--"