Ander sat there and chatted with Chu Tianjiao, and put forward some opinions on the final battle between Chu Zihang and Jörmungandr. Not only did Chu Tianjiao not relax, but he became more and more worried.
After all, Ander's conjecture was wild and wild, but Chu Zihang's end must not be good. Chu Zihang raised his head and looked at Ander several times, but failed to interrupt Ander's eloquent speech until the door of the treatment room opened.
A doctor in a white coat asked Chu Tianjiao to come in before interrupting their chat.
"Relax, maybe that Dragon King just doesn't want to live anymore, so he chooses to kill himself." Ander comforted Chu Tianjiao and entered the treatment room with him. In the white treatment room, Chu Zihang was lying on the bed, his shoulders wrapped
He was wearing gauze, his limbs were tied up, and he was sweating profusely, as if he had just experienced torture.
Seeing the two people coming in, he opened his eyes slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but then Chu Tianjiao held him down: "You have a good rest first, I asked your mother to make porridge and bring it over later."
Hearing this, Chu Zihang struggled even harder. Chu Tianjiao had no choice but to put his ear to it and heard him say: "Don't let mom cook. Go to the breakfast shop downstairs to buy some. Remember to add sugar and osmanthus."
"This kid, you haven't forgotten things at this time," Chu Tianjiao tucked Chu Zihang's quilt and said in a low voice: "Who are you? You can eat after you wake up."
Chu Zihang hummed and fell into a deep sleep again. Chu Tianjiao stood up, walked to Ander and sighed: "This kid is pretending to be something."
"It doesn't feel good to kill your classmates with your own hands." Ander quietly released a sleep spell, causing Chu Zihang to fall into a deep sleep: "He is very strong and will get over it soon."
Leaving Chu Tianjiao here to accompany his son, Ander walked towards the depths of the ward. Anton, who was going to Moscow to perform a mission, was wrapped up into a mummy and lay on the hospital bed. He was also corroded by dragon blood and had been treated.
He is gradually recovering.
"Uncle Lu," Anton saw Ander coming and looked at him to indicate. This is the only thing he can do now. For some reason, after returning from Moscow, he felt that his body was different.
, but I can’t tell why.
"Have a good rest and don't move around." Ender signaled the other party to stop, walked over and asked, "How do you feel now?"
"It's amazing, it feels like I've died once." Anton looked at the sky and sighed. He has been in China for more than 20 years. He can speak Chinese as well as the people born and raised here, and he has also gone to visit his relatives.
, but in the end only some bad memories were left deep in his heart.
Ender nodded: "Throw it to death and live again. Angers often said that this kind of near-death experience can make people grow, so he always wants to kill his students, hoping that someone can emerge from the pile of corpses like him.
climb out."
When Ange was in the Moon of Mourning, he faced the Dragon King named Li Wuyue and was defeated with just a passing glance. His heart stopped beating for dozens of minutes. In the end, he relied on his strong vitality to survive.
It seems that the man in front of me should be in the same situation.
"Zero, how is she doing?" Anton chuckled after hearing Ander's words, and then asked about the situation of the others.
"It's okay, it's okay. China is safe here, and the girl is unharmed." Ander looked at the happy Anton, feeling a little guilty. He arranged the paternity test between Zero and Anton, even though Anton canceled it.
His inner demons also brought him a lot of trouble.
After chatting with Anton, Ander turned and walked towards the deepest part of the ward, where not only Anton and Chu Zihang lived, but also two other heavyweights.
At the deepest point, two glass cylindrical jars were placed on an operating table. The sealed jars contained two flesh balls floating in them. Several experimenters were recording the experimental results there.
"How's it going?" Ander walked over and asked. This is the deepest part of the ward, a laboratory specially separated from other beds. It is used to study the two Dragon King brain nuclei. Hearing Ander's question, the researcher raised his head.
Come and paste a CT image on the display board next to it.
"There is a complete brain inside, as well as some other organ structures, combined in a very complex form," the medical expert in charge said with a frown: "It is difficult to separate the brain, and even more so.
The trouble is keeping it active so that the brain doesn't suffer from lack of oxygen during surgery."
"Mr. Lu, with all due respect, it would be best for us to recreate Norton's situation back then," the medical expert suggested: "We don't know what went wrong when you separated Norton and allowed Mr. Tang to be reborn, but if we can recreate this situation,
process, the risks of surgery can be greatly reduced.”
"Is there a problem?" Ander held his chin and thought for a moment, then said to the person in charge: "I have some ideas, maybe I can try it later."
What Ander thought of was, of course, the anomaly of Lu Mingfei. It was his contact with Norton that led to Old Tang's rebirth. Thinking of this, Ander prepared to find Lu Mingfei.
And now, Lu Mingfei was in a living room, fidgeting with a piece of biscuit and nibbling on it. The biscuit was very sweet and oily, and it was the type with a lot of calories. After one bite, Lu Mingfei had to pick up the tea cup to drink.
Drink tea to relieve fatigue.
Zero sat next to him, also holding a cup of tea in his hand, looking at the red-haired woman in front of him. She knew this person, Anna, the girl in Room 30 back then. Unlike the thin Renata, Anna had some babies.
Fat, I have never lost a fight with a boy.
Now Anna's figure is getting more and more plump. From the pile of homemade desserts on the table, it can be seen that the other party's diet is not clean. Fortunately, Anna is still young and her flesh has grown to the right place.
"I know your mother," Anna looked at Zero's face: "You look really similar to her, but she is still thinner, with freckles on her face, and blue blood vessels can be seen on her skin."
Ling put down the tea cup and pretended to listen, listening to Anna telling about the past of Black Swan Port, Renata who always wet the bed, the popular Khorkina, Anton who became the leader of the boys, and because he always ate
Anna was not full, so she decided to become a cook.
The past time is always beautiful, because we will habitually forget the pain of the past, so only the good times are left in the past. Even now, when Anna recalls the days of Black Swan Harbor, she will only talk about the flowers she saw on the lawn.
Or something as ordinary as a polar bear killed by a soldier.
"It sounds terrible, your past." Zero said calmly, Anna smiled and nodded: "But everything is in the past, isn't it?"