Even at midnight, the Cold Hands base is still brightly lit. Researchers wearing long uniforms with gold trim are walking around with steady steps and no signs of fatigue.
Ye Fanxia was very satisfied with this. A long time ago, in the dead of night, he used to lie in bed tossing and turning, often thinking about whether this was really a good thing. However, his contact with the Kirken civilization in recent years has greatly reduced his worries.
.
It would be an evolution. He welcomed the evolution.
When he led the two doctors through the corridor, the researchers he met stepped aside and bowed politely to say hello. Occasionally, someone would point to the cryo-sleep box pushed by the two doctors: "This is
New companion? Academician Ye?"
Ye Fanxia said: "No. He's just a person worth paying attention to."
The doctor holding the box behind him asked: "Academician, are you sure you want to wake him up now?"
Ye Fanxia said: "I can't wait to get some answers from him."
The doctor shook his head, with a somewhat embarrassed expression on his face, and said, "This may have bad consequences, academician. The patient's brain is stealing blood, his breathing has stopped, and his heart rate has dropped. It is speculated that the use of mental control is excessive.
Then he was knocked unconscious by strong electricity, which caused some damage. We should provide treatment before waking him up."
Ye Fanxia said: "Then take him to the medical area. Tell me as soon as possible after awakening him."
He parted ways with the two doctors at the elevator entrance, returned to his laboratory, and plunged into screens of formula projections.
After about fifteen minutes, he received a communication from the medical area. Ye Fanxia took out the earphone from the communication terminal and hung it up: "Is he awake?"
A doctor's voice: "No. Academician Ye, we have encountered a strange situation."
Ye Fanxia asked: "What's going on?"
The doctor said: "We needed to match his genetic data to the medical information database to obtain past medical history and drug allergies, but then we got the health information of another person."
Ye Fanxia said: "Send the information to me."
He then received a citizen health information form. The photo showed a completely unfamiliar man with tanned skin. Ye Fanxia restored Ding Yunbai's undisfigured face in his mind, but still couldn't find any similarity with this strange man.
place.
He briefly read the man's information. His name was Shi Zhijia, born in 876. Since it was a health information form, all he could see after pulling down the interface was the man's medical diagnosis and medication history. Ye Fanxia called up the menu and
This person's information was sent to a contact named Fang Wenhao in the address book and said: "Xiao Fang, please help me check this person."
Fang Wenhao quickly agreed. In less than two minutes, he dialed another message and said: "That person... should be dead, young master."
Ye Fanxia asked: "Dead? What happened?"
Fang Wenhao said: "A year ago, he killed a young child and was sentenced to death by the federal court after being arrested. Do you want to continue the investigation? If necessary, his detailed information will be sent to you in ten minutes."
Ye Fanxia said: "Okay, let's check."
He left the communication interface with Fang Wenhao and re-contacted the doctor in the medical area: "How long ago was the last time the local database of Lengshou base medical data was synchronized with the unified database?"
The doctor replied: "It's been two years, academician. The Lengshou base has never had any medical needs. We had previously discussed converting the medical area into the fifth experimental site, so everything is idle. Do you need me to synchronize the unified database data immediately?"
Ye Fanxia said: "No. The data in the local database must be protected and must not be touched. You can use the website of the Chinese Association or Xuchang Hospital to query the medical information in the unified database."
After a while, the doctor sent a new health information form.
His surname is Ding and his given name is Yunbai. The photo shows his appearance before the disfigurement as completed by Ye Fanxia.
After this form, the doctor sent another message, telling him that he would use Ding Yunbai's data to design and implement a medical plan. Ye Fanxia approved it. At the same time, Shi Zhijia's detailed information was sent. Ye Fanxia checked the information and cut to the address book
Interface, planned to inform Yan Yue about the matter, but after thinking about it, he decided not to do so.
He immersed himself in the formulas one after another until a notice from the medical area was sent again: "The implementation rate of patient Ding Yunbai's medical plan is 67.4%, the comprehensive evaluation value of body function is 62-74, and the cryosleep awakening was successful."
Ye Fanxia finished the calculations in front of her, got up and headed to the medical area.
Ding Yunbai was fixed on the medical chair with a restraint belt. There was no expression on his face, and he looked at him coldly as he arrived.
Ye Fanxia smiled and asked: "Are you feeling okay, Mr. Ding?"
Ding Yunbai also smiled: "I'm fine. How are you? After Mr. Guo's death, what are your next plans?"
Ye Fanxia said: "It's not that easy to want him to die. I don't have time to argue with you for any verbal advantage. I only care about, who is Shi Zhijia?"
Ding Yunbai said: "Shi Zhijia?"
He repeated the name, his eyebrows knitted together, as if he was thinking about it. Finally he shook his head: "I don't know him."
Ye Fanxia smiled: "Are you sure?"
He raised the phone screen to Ding Yunbai.
On the screen is a photo. Shi Zhijia’s photo.
He paid close attention to Ding Yunbai's expression.
Ding Yunbai didn't feel any shock at all, but was slightly confused: "What do you want me to see?"
Ye Fanxia thought that he accidentally clicked somewhere and cut out the interface. He checked the interface again and was slightly surprised, but still put the screen in front of him again: "This person."
Ding Yunbai frowned and stared at the screen: "No one."
Ye Fanxia was stunned for a moment: "Can't you see?"
Ding Yunbai stared at him: "What do you want me to see?"
Ye Fanxia thought for a moment and left immediately. Soon he came back again, with a heavy helmet in his hand that was full of circuits and indicator lights.
A doctor cooperated with him to push over an instrument, connected it to the circuit on the helmet, and then made wireless matching for several screens.
Ding Yunbai twitched the corner of his mouth, looking a little concerned about what they were doing, but in the end he didn't say anything.
Ye Fanxia asked again: "Okay, now tell me, what did you see?"
Ding Yunbai said: "Blank screen."
Ye Fanxia looked questioningly at a doctor standing behind the instrument.
The doctor looked at the undulating curve on the left screen and quickly replied: "He didn't lie."
Ye Fanxia said: "This is somewhat interesting. If the visual information conveyed by this photo is directly transmitted to his brain, what will happen next?"