Chaoying meets Two-dimensional [Comprehensive]

Although the ex-boyfriend said that Saiki Sorasuke's favorability is useless, and suggested that she do something to lower the favorability, but Christine didn't think that he tied her to Akashi's house without making a fuss. Staying at her house all night to do research, why do you say that his favorability is useless?

Saiki Kusuo supported his forehead.

Christine said that Saiki Kusuo could also stay, but was ridiculed by Saiki Sorasuke-is it okay Kusuo?I am an adult who graduated from university and started working. How can I stay out at night before Kusuo graduated from high school?

Saiki Kusuo didn't bother to pay attention to him, he wanted to stare at Sorasuke, anyway, even if he told his parents, they would only talk about Kusuo's words. Kusuo is a superpower, isn't he?

That's it, she welcomed two guests in her empty house, and finally it wasn't so deserted. Christine didn't feel much about this. After all, whether there was anyone would not affect her work. It was Izuku Midoriya who felt more deeply.

This child comes to her house every day for personality training, volunteers to cook lunch, and even buys more vegetables to cook when there are two more people, can you not feel deeply?

Christine knew what kind of person Saiki Sosuke was on the first day we met, and he was vaccinated early, and his eyes were higher than the top of Midoriya Ikushou, so Saiki Sorasuke asked a very narrow question. Why.

"You ran him away, the three of us will eat takeaway, hamburger and pizza are optional."

Saiki Sosuke was studying at a university in the UK. Hearing this, his stomach started to hurt after being abused by British cuisine for a long time. He barely agreed with Christine’s words. Saiki Kusuo saw the changes in Sorasuke and couldn’t help being surprised There are still people in the world who can cure Kongsuke.

When Christine introduced these two people to Izuku Lvgu, it was much simpler. One is a partner, and the other is the brother of the partner. Everyone should get along well.

She asked Qi Mu Kongsuke to help develop the personality suppressor version 2.0, which is used to further suppress personality and improve the accuracy of personality suppression.

In view of the fact that last time Green Valley ran out of control and crashed through the roof with 15.00% power, there is only one goal at present, which is to master [-]% of personality power before school starts, the kind that can be used freely without wearing a suppressor.

The days passed day by day, all in peace, practicing hard, studying hard, observing secretly.

The biological laboratory is in the innermost room of the basement. Christine took out the samples cultivated in the machine and observed them under the microscope. At this moment, the electronic door slid open to both sides, and Kusuo Saiki walked in.

Her eyes didn't leave the lens barrel, but she already knew who it was, "Are you bored? If you want to chat, now is the time, I'm busy." After saying this, she raised her head.

Saiki Kusuo stood at the door and took a rough look at the laboratory, met her gaze, [What are you doing? ]

"Cultivate cells, regenerate tissue, and finally implant into the human body."

Christine smiled. It was interesting to see him show such an expression, she continued to explain.

"I have a friend who was deeply troubled by radiation, DNA strands were broken, multiple organs were necrotic, and he didn't have many days to live. This project is called Regeneration Cradle. It was first started by a Korean doctor. I once visited her research institute However, she has opened up the core information to me, and I can complete it after a while."

After all, he raised his hand and patted the machine beside him, his eyes almost overflowing with hope.

[Very important person? ] asked the exit, Saiki Kusuo knew that this sentence was redundant.

Sure enough, Christine said, "I've already said we're friends, so how can it be unimportant?"

[This is why you are so desperate for help. ]

"Well, your brother is reliable, and has experience, a natural scientist..."

[Stop, I don't want to hear you brag about Kusuke. ]

This guy blows up Kusuke like crazy.

Christine smiled: "You are really bored, you can do a single-player internal test for my game, how about it, are you interested?"

[Do you still have time to play games? ]

"How is it possible? I will be responsible for writing the core program, and BB will be responsible for the rest." Finally, it will be handed over to the company to complete the art and voice actors.

She successfully used games and coffee jelly to attract the attention of superpowers. After lunch, she said that she would go out for a trip. If there was anything she needed to shout, BB would take care of it.

BB: "..."

She is a boss-type junior behind the scenes, not an old lady. Thank you.

Christine is not a person who likes to go out, as soon as she goes out, she goes to the Middle East again.

As expected, Wei Gong was in the safe house, and the people there were quite familiar with Christine, especially the children. As soon as they saw her coming, they surrounded her to find Wei Gong, complaining why their boy scouts couldn't go to the battlefield with him .

Christine just smiled.

Originally, the formation of the Boy Scouts was a child's play. If Wei Gong really took them there, the parents of the safe house might make trouble.

After calming down the little carrot head with a few words, Christine went into the room to find someone, and as soon as she opened the door, she smelled a strong smell of blood. She walked into the back room in three steps, opened the heavy curtain, and took a look. I saw the man sitting on the bed with his right arm drooping unnaturally, and the black cloth on his abdomen was stained deeper than other parts after being soaked in blood.

Eyes met, there was a moment of silence, Emiya preemptively struck before Christine made an attack: "If you are caught by the police, please speak up in advance."

This means that she hasn't come here for so long. Christine raised her eyebrows: "Don't worry, even if I am imprisoned in the deep sea prison, I will try my best to tell you and let you rob the prison and save me."

The man turned his face away: "I won't save you."

"It's up to you, let me see your injuries." Christine went around behind him, reached out and pressed his shoulder, unexpectedly, he almost bounced away like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and asked The voice is still very dissatisfied.

"How do you get started directly?"

"Nonsense, how can I judge your injury otherwise? It's dislocated! Come on, come on, let me pick it up and have a look."

That being said, Christine was not idle, compared his left shoulder, and prepared to reset him. It is simple and easy, but it is also difficult to explain. Dislocation means that the joint head and the joint socket lose the normal alignment. Relationship, as long as the reset method is professional, plus the later training will not cause major problems.

Wei Gong had no expression on his face, and let himself go, as if the hands on his body didn't exist.After a click, he moved away from her silently, and Christine pressed his shoulder: "Why are you running? Is there a triangle scarf here? Forget it, I'll find a towel to make a living."

There was a shortage of supplies here, so Christine found a large square scarf and shaped it into a triangle to wrap it up for him, letting his right arm hang in front of him, so as not to cause secondary damage to the joints due to force.

The difficulty is about the same as catching a cat for a bath. As I said, her technique is absolutely professional and skilled, but Emiya is like a big girl who can't save face, so why not catch him all over the world.

Christine raised her hand to wipe the sweat off her forehead, "Come on, let me take a look at your wound again. Didn't someone boast that the physical defense of the Holy Cloth is the best in the world?"

Someone said he had never boasted like that before.

"Lie down."

"What are you doing?"

Seeing his vigilant look, Christine laughed angrily: "Can I still eat you? Bandage the wound! Satisfied?"

Emiya lay down slowly, Christine leaned over to observe his wound, his brows became tighter and tighter unconsciously, the time passed too long, the coagulated blood glued the wound and the holy relics together.

She gently wiped the surrounding area with a clean towel, and the magic power gathered in her hands to slowly tear off the holy cloth. During this period, Emiya stared at her without blinking, not knowing what she was thinking, Chris Ting suddenly looked up and asked him if it hurts.

Wei Gong looked away, and snorted coldly: "I said it hurts, will you stop?"

"You're right, I won't."

She smiled slightly, and with a forceful hand she tore off the holy skeletal cloth, revealing his dark chest. Emiya was stunned, and when she threw the cloth behind her, she realized that she instantly became angry from embarrassment.

"You bastard!"

"Okay, okay, hold on."

"Where are you coaxing the children? Take your hands away!"

"Disinfection~God, why is there shrapnel in it?"

In the end, Emiya was tied up by scarlet chains with a look of lovelessness, lying on his back on the bed, Christine bit the phone to light up, pressed one hand on his abdomen, and squeezed the tweezers with the other to remove the last shrapnel. come out.

The conditions are simple and there is no anesthesia, but he didn't pass out from the pain. Should he be praised for his strong will, or should he be worried about his nerve necrosis?She was worried as she wrapped the bandage on him.

Life is like a strong woman, enjoy it if you can't resist, Emiya who started to enjoy it suddenly asked: "What are you doing here? Are there any criminal gangs here?"

"That's not true, your blood is used up, I want to draw another tube," Christine bandaged her body, straightened her body and washed her hands while washing her hands, "But depending on your situation, I'll just draw half a tube."

Originally, due to radiation, his hematopoietic system was damaged. This time, he bled a lot from the injury, and she took another tube. What if he suffers from anemia next time on the battlefield?

"Hmph, you're welcome, what do you want my blood for?"

Christine repeated what she said to Saiki Kusuo, and was ridiculed as whimsical as expected. The cradle of regeneration is not universal even in her world. It is a more advanced technology than cloning technology. Shi Shi blew up the only regeneration cradle at birth, and after that, because of Dr. Helen Zhao's health, the project never restarted.

It is reasonable for Wei Gong not to believe in regenerating organs and even regenerating the body.

Christine didn't bother arguing with him, she believed that it would be enough, although his situation was complicated, but she would definitely be able to cure him.

Wei Gong looked at her for a while, hesitated to speak, and finally swallowed what he wanted to say.

Christine didn't notice, and couldn't help but wonder how he got hurt like this.

"Have you met a magician?" Otherwise, the holy relic cloth, which has the best physical defense in the world (and does not have it), will not be unable to defend against it.

He first corrected that it is not a magician, it is a magician, and magicians are definitely invincible, and there is no such thing in modern times.

Then he talked about the ins and outs of the matter: "An ordinary person, who is said to be very close to a family of magicians, came to visit the holy wall this time, and made an order."

Christine continued: "You saved someone when you ran into it?"

"Well, you just came, please take him to the nearby traffic station."

"No problem, I'll go see which unlucky ghost it is."

As she spoke, she lifted the curtain to go out, but the door was knocked open suddenly, and a person rushed in, saying: "I bought tools at the nearby pharmacy, let's start..."

Before he finished speaking, he bumped into Christine. It was interesting to say that she was a girl who just shook, but he, a 178-foot man, fell to the ground and scattered all the medical equipment in his arms. .

"It hurts... I'm sorry, I'm sorry." The man kept saying, with a panicked expression on his face, he slowly raised his head, looked into a pair of calm blue eyes, and subconsciously quieted down.

In the simple and dilapidated clay tile house, the white-haired girl looked at him curiously and stretched out her hand to him.