Full-time Doctor

Wu Chenghe was silly, and looked at the holographic screen projected by the pendant. There was a simple table on it.

Name: Xia Li Simpson (former name: Wu Chenghe)

Sex: Male-

Age: 17

DNA sequence:...

In the upper left corner of the table, a three-dimensional head is rotated. It is a pretty Chinese teenager. Although Wu Chenghe doesn't know what he looks like now, it is estimated that this is his three-dimensional photo.

Cheating! He was actually the second-generation official who nearly killed more than 400 innocent passengers!

Can this plot be more bloody? !

"Are you okay, Mr. Xia Li?" The female doctor found Wu Chenghe's expression blank and asked gently.

"Big, maybe." Wu Chenghe said, "You, you said this is my pass?"

The female doctor glanced at the military commander and said, "Yes, this is a special pass issued by Commander Hannibal himself. The photo is yours, and the DNA sequence is correct. I tested it when I sutured your wound. "

"..." Wu Chenghe didn't know what to say anymore.

"What's the matter, you don't know if you are the son of Commander Hannibal?" the captain asked in surprise, "Or you don't even know that you are Charlie Simpson?"

Wu Chenghe was speechless, not knowing how to explain this absurd question.

"What's wrong with him? Why doesn't he seem to know who he is?" The commander frowned and asked the female doctor.

"Uh...could it be that you bumped your head?" the female doctor said hesitantly, "or is it a short-term memory loss caused by excessive fright?"

"Give him a check." The captain said solemnly, then bowed to Wu Chenghe, and said: "Hello Mr. Xia Li, I am the captain of the Expeditionary Army Ranger Regiment, Ivanov. This is the'scout' fleet. Flagship, the "Mayflower" public spacecraft you boarded has unfortunately crashed, but my fleet and I will protect your safety and ensure that you are returned to Commander Hannibal."

"...Oh." Wu Chenghe swallowed hard and said, "Thank you, thank you."

"There seems to be something wrong with your memory, Mr. Xia Li." The female doctor said, "I am Ava, the aviation doctor of the scout fleet. I think we should check if your brain is injured first."

My mind is okay, it's just a change of soul... Wu Chenghe quickly thought about how to make people believe that he is the real deity of Chari Simpson, he is not mad, he is not insane, and he didn't borrow a corpse to resurrect him-he didn't want to be sent into research as a monster. Institutional anatomy and laboratory tests.

"Hug, sorry, my mind is a bit unclear." Wu Chenghe quickly pretended to be weak, and clutched his forehead. "I don't know what happened. After waking up from the dormant cabin, I felt weird. I can't remember the past. Thing."

"Oh, don't worry, Mr. Xia Li." Ava said sympathetically, "Maybe this is just a temporary amnesia. There have been cases like this before. If an accident occurs during the process of releasing the deep sea state, the patient's brain will be stimulated."

It was really exciting, but too exciting... Wu Chenghe lay down on a half-meter-wide metal platform according to Ava’s instructions. A rainbow bridge flashed out and swept his head back and forth, and a few minutes later showed a sign on the side of the platform. Complex forms.

Some parameters in the table are familiar to Wu Chenghe, while others are unheard of. Ava stared at the table, frowning deeper and deeper, and said for a while: "I can't see what is wrong. The fluctuation of the memory area is indeed a bit abnormal, but it is not obvious." Turn off the instrument and said to Wu Chenghe, "Maybe it's just a temporary memory loss caused by the interruption of sleep. It should not be pathological, and your brain has no damage."

Wu Chenghe could only follow her words and say: "You make sense, and you may be able to recover automatically after a while."

Ivanov comforted him and said, "Yes, don't worry. By the way, please allow me to use your pass to connect with Commander Hannibal. I think he should be very worried about your safety."

"Uh... okay." Wu Chenghe was very guilty, but there was no reason to refuse this request. He watched Ivanov put the special pass issued by his father in the legend on his left palm. A few seconds later, a blue light flashed. Flash, a vivid three-dimensional holographic projection figure appeared beside him.

It was a middle-aged woman with an iceberg face, blond and blue-eyed, wearing a black suit and skirt, with a flying lion badge pinned on her left chest, and her voice was also cold: "Please give your name, Captain."

"Sir!" Ivanov stood up and saluted, "I am Ivanov, the captain of the Ranger regiment, and I salute you in the scout fleet flagship."

"Stop for a while, Captain." The middle-aged woman said, "I am Yuna, the first secretary of Hannibal Commander-in-chief. You are now using Mr. Charlie Simpson's special pass. Is there something wrong with him?"

"Yes, sir." Ivanov said. "The "Mayflower" public spacecraft on which Mr. Xiali was riding was attacked by the Free Revolutionary Army and crashed. My fleet and I happened to pass by and rescued all the passengers on board. , Including Mr. Charlie Simpson."

When the Mayflower crashed, Yuna was stunned for an instant with an expression of "I'm going to be shot by my boss." Later, when I heard that Wu Chenghe was still alive, Bingberg's face immediately blossomed: "Great, Captain, I On behalf of Commander Hannibal, I would like to express my heartfelt thanks to you! Mr. Xia Li was not injured, right?"

"The shot in the shoulder is not serious, but because the robbers forcibly terminated the deep-sea dormancy, his brain was stimulated, and he seemed to have amnesia. My aviation doctor has checked him and his brain is not damaged. This situation should be temporary. ."

Yuna immediately said: "Captain Ivanov, Mr. Xiali is distinguished, and the fleet conditions are limited. Please don't treat him rashly."

"Yes, sir!"

"Okay, thank you captain, I will tell this to Commander Hannibal, and he will definitely reward you. Now that Mr. Xia Li's whereabouts have been leaked, please send him back to Gabriel Military Port in person immediately. Yuna nodded, adding a tone, "Please ensure his safety, he is very important to the commander."

"Yes!" Ivanov saluted solemnly, apparently respecting Hannibal Commander-in-chief for 120,000 points, "I swear by my life!"

At the end of the call, Wu Chenghe completely believed that he was the second generation of officials, but... "You just said that Commander Hannibal has only one son, and he is still participating in the Interstellar Baseball League today. What about me?"

"Uh, I'm sorry I don't understand the personal affairs of the commander." Ivanov's expression was a little embarrassed. "You have to ask the commander himself, or wait for you to think about it."

"Oh..." Wu Chenghe instantly filled up a bunch of **** plots about "illegitimate children", "godsons", "underground lovers" and so on, and said, "Then I will think about it."

"Don't be too entangled with Mr. Xia Li. Overuse of your brain can easily lead to disability." Ivanov wiped his sweat silently, saying that he had no curiosity about Lord Commander's family secrets. I'm kidding, is that dying, even if it's a fighting race, you can't beat a commander like a god...

Ivanov and Ava were busy arranging hostages and rescuing the wounded. Wu Chenghe was placed in a separate medical cabin to rest, taking the opportunity to popularize the background knowledge of this era.

It turned out that he had traveled for nearly a thousand years and came to a highly developed era of space flight.

Nearly 900 years ago, in 2112 AD, the earth broke out a global biochemical frenzy. 99.99% of human beings died in this disaster. Only 600,000 selected human elites survived, riding on six Noah’s Ark. 'The lifeboat escaped the galaxy. Through long-distance interstellar travel, they finally settled on the planet Dunkel in the Υ galaxy, established a unified new federation, and opened a new era—the first year of the Ephemeris.

In 427 years of the ephemeris, the Federation formed an expeditionary force and fought a large-scale war with the scorpion-shaped creatures native to the Υ galaxy, and finally won. After that, the expeditionary force expanded repeatedly, pushing the front into the depths of the galaxy and conquering dozens of alien stars. Colonies, and hundreds of space forts have been established in the vast universe.

By now, in 853 years of the ephemeris, the Yuanhang Army has developed into a behemoth that is almost beyond the control of the Federation. Because the federal government headed by the president was too weak, the three star generals in charge of the voyage army even elected the supreme commander, that is, Hannibal Simpson, Wu Chenghe’s legendary dad, to have an equal dialogue with the president.

Hannibal's tough style and cruel heart led many people to rise up against his dictatorship. The Free Revolutionary Army that hijacked the "Mayflower" was one of them. However, because of the huge disparity in military strength, their "uprising" campaign came to the commander-in-chief. It is not worth mentioning, there is no need to waste time to wipe out.

Wu Chenghe understood the time and space he was in, and the shock in his heart was broken. As an ancient human a thousand years ago, how can he play the role of "the second generation of the most hungry officer of the Yuanhang Army"?

Why did he study medicine in his last life? If he had known that there was today, he would go to the film academy, okay!

The identity is hard enough, but the harder ones are still to come. As more wounded were sent to the medical area, Wu Chenghe found that the "Madonna halo" on his body became more and more obvious-as long as he saw someone nearby injured, he couldn't help but go there to help. If he didn't go, he couldn't do it because of his body. Not agree at all!

Although he studied medicine and read Hippocrates' maxim when he enrolled in school, he vowed to devote his life to the medical cause of mankind. But please he is also injured. The wound on his shoulder hasn't healed yet. Do you want to work so hard!

But he really couldn't stop, because when he stopped, he felt as uncomfortable as a cat scratching, as if saving the dead and healing the wound had become a physical need for him, just like eating and drinking water, he would feel uneasy if he didn't do it!

What kind of spirit is this?

What kind of mental illness is this!