Crystal covered her face and looked at the observation window in the medical cabin with hazy eyes. This was the first time she saw Medusa after being injured. Black and blood-red floating objects made the light green drug solution turbid, but
Crystal could still see through the observation window the charred, thin, blurry figures floating in the medical cabin, twisting and twitching in pain from time to time. The once beautiful long blood-red hair was gone. Even after cleaning, the swollen and charred skin continued to leak.
The bloody wound still looked so shocking.
Attilan's royal medical system is independent of the clan. Crystal's parents were the former heads of Attilan's royal medical system, so the doctors here had no reservations about the girl who became a princess. According to the doctor's description, Crystal knew that,
When Medusa was rushed to the medical cabin, her nasal cavity had been scorched by the flames and hot air and stuck together. The doctor had to perform emergency surgery to rebuild a respiratory tract, and then barely managed to save Medusa, who was still alive.
Put it in the medical cabin. Intravenous injection is impossible at all. No doctor can find any intact veins for infusion on the severely burned and peeled skin. Even the internal organs are almost cooked by the heat.
"It's a miracle that Matron Medusa can survive," the doctor said. "Half of the Gene Council guards who protected her were directly vaporized, and the rest were burned into a puddle of mud. Except for Matron Medusa, no one survived.
The technicians judged that Matron Medusa suffered a considerable degree of electromagnetic radiation damage. This was because the enemy used plasma weapons, and a short burst of electromagnetic radiation would have serious sequelae."
"my sister……"
"Mother Medusa may be able to recover." The doctor pursed his thin, moist lips, muttered for a while, and finally told the truth. "Mother Medusa's brain has been irreversibly damaged." He pointed to the side.
The instrument said, "The medical cabin cannot provide help for brain trauma, and we currently have no way to repair it other than surgery. Moreover, this is a high-temperature injury, and surgery may not be able to help. Even if it can be repaired, the brain is damaged.
After the damaged area is healed, it will also have an impact on future behavior and psychology. We have been monitoring the brain waves of Mother Medusa, and at the same time summoned a mind reader to try to protect the soul and memory of Mother Medusa.
Protect consciousness and soul, and help physical recovery."
"I can become a mind reader, cousin Richard." Crystal said as she wiped her eyes. She reached out and rubbed the head of the giant Shar-Pei next to her. "There are not many people in the royal family who have a stronger mind than me.
Now that I can make phone calls, I can help." She stubbornly widened her eyes, like a horse behind a racecourse fence, "I have to do this, we can't live without her, and neither can His Majesty Black Bolt live without her."
"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock."
The assassin in black tights was now behind her, throwing a bomb with flashing plasma arc light. Medusa desperately wanted to turn back. She took a step forward, turned around, and heard the Gene Council beside her.
The guard shouted in horror. She saw that the assassin's face had no facial features. Then several bodies fell on her back, forcing her to the ground. Then her mind went blank until she felt a burning pain.
It came from the back, and then went straight through the internal organs. She fainted from the pain again.
"No, that's not it. Keep watching, sister, keep watching."
"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock."
Crystal didn't answer. She stared at the figure behind Medusa and the assassin with wide eyes.
The assassin in black tights was now behind her, throwing a bomb with flashing plasma arc light. Medusa desperately wanted to turn back. She took a step forward, turned around, and heard the Gene Council beside her.
The guard shouted in horror. She saw that the assassin's face had no facial features. To be precise, there were no facial features now. She knew the face that the assassin had used. Medusa lowered her head and looked at her hands -
- This is the arm of a severely burned patient - She stood naked in the circular lounge of the Gene Parliament Hall, and the soles of her feet were covered with thick black mucus. That was her blood and tissue fluid, which had been burned and mixed with
The burnt skin mixes together to form a tar-like object.
"What do you see, Crystal? What do you see?"
Along with the violent expansion of air and heat, dazzling white light drowned everything.
"No, that's not the case. Sister, I'm protecting you. You can see further."
Medusa subconsciously hugged her arms. She was very cold. However, the next moment, heartbreaking pain came from her arms. She saw a large piece of burnt and swollen skin stuck to her palm. This piece of skin should stay there.
On her arm. She lowered her head and saw her current appearance reflected on the smooth marble floor, and then she burst into a horrifying scream.
She took a deep breath, her body shaking like chaff.
burn?
The assassin in black tights was now behind her, throwing a bomb with flashing plasma arc light. Medusa desperately wanted to turn back. She took a step forward, turned around, and heard the Gene Council beside her.
The guard shouted in horror. She saw that the assassin's face had no facial features - no, the assassin had a face, a face she once knew - that was a man, the head of the Attilan Royal Family's Genetic Biological Research Laboratory
.What else... Time and space seemed to have stopped, everything stopped. Medusa was not aware of her own existence, she did not even realize that the woman with long blood-red hair that reached her ankles was herself. She was curious
Observing everything, he took two steps from his original position.
"Don't...sister, don't lose your mind..."
"Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock."
"Crystal?" Medusa raised her head and looked straight in front of her. Her eyes were dry and black, with only two empty eye sockets and many blood vessels extending out like dry branches in winter. "Is that you, Crystal?"
The doctor was still muttering complex alchemical terms about consciousness, soul, body and so on. The lock-toothed dog lay on the ground and sighed impatiently, wagging its tail in an attempt to drive away the lingering sound. Until the doctor's words were screamed out.
The sound broke, and the lock-toothed dog immediately rolled up from the ground, crossed more than ten meters in one step, and used its thick body like a hippopotamus to catch the crystal that fell off the soft chair. However, the crystal still kept screaming, waving its arms randomly, and its fingers spasmed.
Unable to bend. The doctor quickly came to pick up Crystal and placed him on another hospital bed, while injecting a small amount of sedative - this is a process that a mind reader must undergo before reading minds, but Crystal believed that his ability could violate this rule.
, because unlike those weak mind readers, she is too easy to fall into the other person's memory and lose her identity after the work is over - it turns out that Crystal's self-confidence is meaningless, and she was shocked by the terrifying scene in Medusa's dream.
I almost went insane.
The lock-tooth dog pushed it away with its head unceremoniously, stretched out its big wet tongue and licked Crystal's face. The smell of the dog's saliva instantly covered Crystal's originally clean and tidy face and well-groomed hair.
It seemed that after the farce of the lock-toothed dog, Crystal finally came to his senses.
"Assassin...I saw the assassin." She frowned, trying to recall the dream. She clearly remembered the appearance of the plasma grenade, the star-like dazzling fire and heat when the plasma grenade exploded, and the throwing of the plasma grenade.
The assassin was wearing a black tights. But she found that she could not recall the overall appearance of the assassin. "But there were more than just assassins, there was something...something I didn't know was in my sister's dream."
"What?"
"I don't know, I don't know!" Crystal screamed suddenly. The harder she tried to recall, the blurrier the memory became, like the morning mist under the scorching sun. After a while, under the comfort of the lock-toothed dog,
, her emotions gradually calmed down, and the pain that penetrated from her spine to her brain disappeared without a trace. "I need to see it again, see it again. My sister needs to see that thing, that thing is in her cognition,
If she can't see it, then I can't see it, or even remember it."