Interstellar Tattered Queen

Lanyuexing Military Academy, outpatient clinic.

Doctor Luo saw Mu Jianling coming in with arms folded, and said, "Jianling, you're here."

Mu Jianling's attitude was indifferent, and he said, "I'll just take a look at it casually, you are busy with your work."

Doctor Luo: "..."

Dr. Luo choked for a moment, and said with a smile, "I want you to come over to judge his mental state." Otherwise, why did you call you over?

Be an audience?

Dr. Luo secretly complained, then turned his gaze to the students in the treatment cabin, and said, "There is nothing wrong with your physique, the main reason is your mental strength."

Mu Jianling raised his eyelids and took a glance.

If Zhang Ye stood here, he would definitely be surprised! Because, the student lying in the treatment cabin was the one who almost belched in an accident during his orientation work.

At this time, the student was lying quietly in the treatment cabin, motionless, as if he had passed out completely. However

On the mental simulation device that Principal Hong applied for back from the Alliance Research Institute, the mental world of the other party was breaking out one storm after another at this time.

boom

boom

boom

Across the screen, Dr. Luo and Mu Jianling seemed to be able to hear the roar and roar of the huge wind and waves. The collapse of the spiritual world in this state is only a moment.

Mu Jianling had just glanced casually at first, but in the next second, his expression immediately became solemn.

It was quiet all around.

Tick, tick...

Only the sound of the treatment cabin continuously injecting treatment medicine into the student's body.

silence.

half an hour.

Dr. Luo looked at the screen on the simulation screen, and said in a low voice, "Sword Spirit, have you seen it? It is very strange that his mental power stabilized in time when his mental power was about to collapse many times. The reason why I called you here specially."

Mu Jianling frowned.

Doctor Luo seemed to have guessed what she was going to ask, so he immediately said, "His situation is different from Liu Fufeng's."

Mu Jianling stared at the students in the treatment cabin and asked, "Are you entering the school through the self-enrollment examination procedure?"

Doctor Luo nodded.

Mu Jianling asked: "What department?"

Dr. Luo said: "Combat type."

Mu Jianling: "..."

At that moment, Dr. Luo clearly felt the air pressure around Mu Jianling suddenly drop, as if he was originally in the scorching heat, but it was winter in a second.

Mu Jianling said coldly: "Do you collect all the garbage in the combat department?"

Doctor Luo: "..."

Dr. Luo shook his hand, knowing that Mu Jianling's poisonous tongue skills were fully activated and shooting wildly, it's better for him not to speak at this time.

So, Dr. Luo remained silent.

then.

Mu Jianling said: "Tell Lao Wang of the admissions office that accepting this kind of student earns 5 million yuan, but loses 50 million yuan. See if he still accepts garbage."

Doctor Luo: "..."

This metaphor is really inappropriate, but...

never mind.

If you are angry, let her curse a few more words.

So, Dr. Luo continued to shut up.

next second.

Mu Jianling scolded: "Shallow-skinned bastard!"

Doctor Luo: "..."

Dr. Luo couldn't listen to this point anymore. She hurriedly interrupted Mu Jianling and said, "Ahem...Jianling...Human life is at stake. Shut up first, let's talk, let's think together Find a way to stabilize his spiritual world."

Mu Jianling crossed his arms and said, "You are a doctor, I don't know how to do this."

Dr. Luo raised his hand, rubbed the center of his brows, and said, "So far, except for you and Lao Hong, I can't find anyone who has reached this level of spiritual cleanliness. You have to help me."

When Dr. Luo spoke, he stared at the student in the treatment cabin who suddenly showed pain, and said softly, "At this age, I'm still a child."

18 years old, compared with the average human life span of 280 years in the interstellar era, it is too short, too short...

It is even less than a fraction compared with those whose lifespan reaches 300 years or more.

...

"I'm only 18 years old."

Doctor Luo sighed.

Mu Jianling didn't show any emotion on her cold face, she said: "There are so many people whose lives are at stake in this world, I can't save everyone."

These words did not mean to compromise at all, but Dr. Luo could already hear signs of looseness from it, she sighed and said: "I can't save anything else, I must save the one in front of me."

Mu Jianling snorted coldly, and said with a sneer, "Do you really think of yourself as the great Bodhisattva Avalokitesvara?"

Doctor Luo: "..."

Dr. Luo raised his hand, rubbed the center of his brows, and said, "Your mouth hurts people, it really deserves a beating."

Mu Jianling didn't feel any embarrassment at all, and said, "So, who are you going to blame?"

Dr. Luo ignored her, pointed to the mental simulator next to the treatment cabin, and said, "Help me keep an eye on it, and remind me immediately when his mental filaments start to stabilize."

then.

Dr. Luo explained all the matters carefully. She didn't tell her over and over again. Instead, she immediately devoted herself to her work after she finished speaking.

This is not rash, but out of trust in Mu Jianling.

Because Mu Jianling, who has a vicious mouth, has never ignored any life.

Time ticks away.

I don't know how long it took before Dr. Luo and Mu Jianling finally stopped. Dr. Luo's forehead was covered with fine sweat, but Mu Jianling didn't show it at all. His demeanor was relaxed, and he looked like an idler.

Doctor Luo knew that Mu Jianling had done his best just now, otherwise, the treatment work would not be so smooth.

tick tock

The treatment cabin issued a reminder, and Dr. Luo looked up, and said with a smile, "Well, it's completely stabilized."

Hearing this, Mu Jianling stood up and left.

Doctor Luo's smile froze: "Wait."

Mu Jianling didn't turn his head back, and frowned: "Is there anything else?"

"..." Dr. Luo said, "How should we arrange this student?"

Mu Jianling said: "...Is this none of my business?"

Dr. Luo raised his hand and stroked his forehead: "You won't forget, right? You are in charge of the teaching and management of the combat department of the entire school this year."

Mu Jianling: "..."

At this moment, Mu Jianling, who was cold and stiff all over, couldn't help but raised his hand, rubbed between his brows, and said, "I really forgot."

Dr. Luo said: "You have been in charge of the students of level 131 for the past two years. You have worked so hard that you can't wait to keep your eyes on these students. It's normal to forget. But Sword Spirit, our school doesn't only have students of level 131. There are countless students who want to become fighters and contribute to the alliance, they... are all your responsibility."

"Okay, okay, stop talking, your ears are callused." Mu Jianling frowned, and said coldly: "When he wakes up, let me know."

finished.

Mu Jianling raised his foot and was about to leave.

When Dr. Luo heard this, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he hurriedly said, "Don't go so fast, there is still something to say."

Mu Jianling turned his head and said impatiently: "Can't you finish it all at once?"