After the Global Evolution, I Stand at the Top of the Food Chain - Chapter 140

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The rib that was removed was a light golden color, very heavy, and needed to be dragged along by Researcher A, B, and C.

The system said quietly: [‌There is no meat on the noodles, it seems that there is no way to make braised ribs. Don’t use it for stewing soup, it should taste very good. ]

Lu Yan: “Really?”

[…You don’t really care, do you? ]

Lu Yan turned his head and looked at Xiao Cing: “This row, cough. What will happen to the ribs?”

“Ah, it will be temporarily stored in a special container. When Tang Xun’an wakes up, he will take care of it by himself, and he will not be charged a management fee. About 50 contribution points per day.”

Lu Yan nodded slightly, changed his clothes, and walked to the ICU.

After the operation is over, as the attending doctor, as usual, it is necessary to make rounds.

A faint smell of blood lingered in the ward.

Although Tang Xun’an has grown 18 pairs of ribs, fortunately, the gap between the ribs is very small, and removing them will not affect his life.

The staff member in charge of monitoring his condition got up and reported nervously and solemnly: “Report Mr. Lu. The patient’s surgical indicators are all normal, and the wound has begun to recover!”

Apocalypse’s self-healing ability has always been very strong.

Wearing gloves, Lu Yan pinched Tang Xun’an’s body through the hospital gown: “Does it hurt here?”

Tang Xun’an’s golden eyes stared at his face, and after a brief thought, he replied, “It hurts.”

“What about here?”

Tang Xun’an’s answer was serious: “It hurts a little too.”

System: [Oh, dog thing, it hurts. If you pinch him again, it will be hard. ]

So, Lu Yan stopped his work and narrowed his eyes slightly.

Tang Xun’an: “Doctor, am I okay?”

His tail fell from the edge of the bed, gently rubbing against Lu Yan’s calf.

Lu Yan signed his name on the medical record, and replied calmly, “There’s no help, just wait to die.”

The system is as happy as seeing the national football goal: [Okay, that’s right! ]

Tang Xun’an had no choice but to answer, “It doesn’t hurt.”

Lu Yan nodded slightly: “Okay, strive for a speedy recovery.”

After he finished speaking, he subconsciously wanted to check another ward, but his legs were half lifted, and he suddenly remembered that the patients in other wards had not yet decided to undergo surgery.

Tang Xun’an lifted the quilt: “It’s getting late, I’ll go to bed, Yanyan.”

When it comes to sleep, of course, it is simply sleep.

Lu Yan changed his pajamas and lay beside Tang Xun’an: “Does it really hurt?”

“A little bit, no, I’ve been hurt a lot more than this before.”

In the darkness, Tang Xun’an held Lu Yan’s hand.

If it was really a serious injury, Tang Xun’an would definitely not say more, he was afraid that Lu Yan would be worried.

But for a little injury, he couldn’t help but say “Come on,” in exchange for a little pity.

Lu Yan thought for a while: “I didn’t say I like you because I pity you.”

“I know.” Tang Xun’an squeezed his hand slightly, “I just hope…”

“Hope?” Lu Yan’s expression was confused.

Tang Xun’an rubbed the tip of Lu Yan’s nose with his own nose: “I hope Yanyan can love me a little more.”

Reports related to this operation were communicated back to the headquarters even one step ahead of the “slaughterhouse”.

That night, leaders around the world were notified to conduct video conferences.

The last time a group meeting was held was the time of the “Blood Moon Incident”. It can be seen from this that “the global pollution level has risen” and “the disease severity of the high-level apocalypse has fallen” are equally important events in the headquarters.

Although Ji Wen was forced to be suspended without pay in accordance with the Management Act due to his illegal operations, he still had a beaming smile on his face, as happy as it was a new year.

“If this operation can be promoted, the demand for Healing Apocalypse can be greatly reduced worldwide.”

Tang Xun’an’s continued recovery was so ideal that in just one week, several researchers from all over the world flew in to visit.

“Recovery is really good.”

“The severity of the disease has also dropped!”

“This fat and strong man can work for at least another twenty years!”

Because there were so many people coming, even Tang Xun’an, who had a good temper, began to thank guests behind closed doors. Fortunately, there are precious images of early humans taming tyrants in the monitoring of the scientific research institute, which can also be played back with ‌.

The researcher not only visited Tang Xun’an, but also Lu Yan.

Lu Yan is in the operating room.

Michael was tied like a skewer, and Researcher C was stuffing wood and vines under his operating table.

If it weren’t for the operating room, it would look a lot like a cannibal tribal meal.

Michael’s sky-blue eyes were full of apprehension: “Do you have to use fire to bake?”

Lu Yan replied calmly: “Not necessarily. Other methods are fine, but roasting is more convenient for plucking.”

In the slaughterhouse, Michael became the No. 2 guinea pig because he used the talent of Holy Light too much, and the disease degree unfortunately exceeded 90.

And the source of his pollution was actually the feathers of his wings.

Other researchers never thought that the source of Michael’s pollution was actually his feathers, because he usually sheds a lot of hair. When I wake up, I can find a good piece of white feathers from the bed.

Michael was very sad: “Doctor Lu, what are you talking about. Are you jealous that I am more popular than you on the Internet? My new feathers have just grown, and I haven’t had time to take a photo.”

Lu Yan turned to look at the researcher Xiaoyi, smiled and said, “Can I get a gag? I’m afraid that it will hurt a bit, and Michael will not be able to bear it.”

Today, several researchers are very obedient in the operating room.

Regardless of whether Lu Yan has avenged his personal revenge, Michael’s mouth was indeed blocked.

Michael’s white feathers were roasted off, revealing the red flesh underneath, and a layer of golden feathers slowly emerged in a moment.

The fat smelled like a grilled wing with a honey sauce.

Xiao Bing’s nose shrugged, and he couldn’t help swallowing: “It’s so fragrant.”

Lu Yan took tweezers and plucked the newly grown feathers one by one, feeling like a veterinarian.

He told the system: “I have practiced for many years, but I never thought that one day I would degenerate into plucking birds.”

System: [Michael is not a bird… Forget it, it seems to be similar. ]

The surgery itself does not require any complicated operations.

Lu Yan put down the scalpel and pushed open the door of the operating room. Before he could take two steps, he was surrounded by people nearby.

An elderly researcher with gray hair, tremblingly stuffed his own text into Lu Yan’s hand: “Mr. Di Ting, do you think you are interested in bringing a doctoral student? This is my text. , I also studied medicine at university!”

Next to him, a strong scientific research dog suddenly looked nervous: “Elder Zhang, you are highly respected, you have dedicated your life hard, and it is time to take care of your life. This kind of thing is hard, let me do it! !”

It might be more convincing if he hadn’t been pulling the old gentleman towards him when he said this.

Lu Yan looked at the eagerly awaited faces, feeling inexplicably heavy: “Sorry, I don’t have the idea of ​​bringing researchers for the time being. I can judge the source of pollution, not by experience, but by talent.”

“Devouring this healing talent will find the source of pollution in the body of the Apocalypse.”

In a sense, Lu Yan didn’t lie either.

Lu Yan once asked the system whether pollution sources could become a discipline and be sorted out.

The answer is no, evolution itself cannot be controlled.

The next day, Lu Yan performed operations on Bai Qiu, Odin, and Zhou Qiming one after another.

‌The high-intensity use of talent made Lu Yan’s head hurt.

There was also a strange noise in his ears, much like the sound of water entering his ears.

Not comfortable.

If it’s just an operation, Lu Yanqi doesn’t feel tired. Surgery is one of his ways to decompress.

However, in the removal of pollution sources, the system is used all the time. The amount of information required is significantly different from the need for casual chat.

Wearing a surgical gown, Lu Yan had a whim and asked, “Is the source of my pollution?”

Just this sentence, his nose and mouth suddenly spurted blood.

Lu Yan bent down and coughed. Blood splattered on the floor ‌, little by little.

The researcher sent by the institute to assist suddenly turned pale: “Mr. Lu, are you alright! Take care of yourself!”

Since Lu Yan said that he would do surgery, he has become a national treasure among other researchers.  羄 pulled the nerves of several people.

This matter has not been reported to the outside world, but it is only known by the major research institutes and some high-level officials.

Despair is not scary, what is scary is giving people hope but despair.

As Lu Yan said, the surgical plan has not yet been promoted, nor is it universal. Therefore, only one imminent high-level apocalypse was sent to the operating table. And the priority is people Lu Yan knows.

“Talent uses the degree.” Lu Yan wiped off the blood on the ground with a piece of paper, and then threw it into the incinerator, “It’s okay. I have a rest day after this operation.”

Lu Yan knew very well that this time he vomited blood and had nothing to do with the operation to remove the source of pollution.

He walked into the operating room and scanned it. Zhou Qiming’s source of pollution actually came from his eyes.

This is another area that Lu Yan has not covered. He had to grab his mobile phone urgently and watched a video of the operation.

Zhou Qiming put his hand on his lower abdomen, slightly nervous: “This scene seems familiar, Dr. Lu.”

When he was going to have a caesarean section, Lu Yan did the same. Although he didn’t know it at all, he was still calm and confident.

Lu Yan replied: “Yes, it may hurt a little bit, you bear with it. Jutsu will be temporarily blinded, and it will take about a week to recover.”

Zhou Qiming looked at the top of Lu Yan’s head, and the other party’s title changed again. The ‌ row title was actually merged into only one row left.

【Dawn of Dawn】

Zhou Qiming’s spirit was very relieved: “It’s good. After the operation is over, is it possible to not worry about the severity of the disease for a long time?”

“Logically speaking, that’s right.”

The operation took 5 hours, and Lu Yan peeled off Zhou Qiming’s sclera//corner/membrane and replaced it with a new one.

When the operation was over, he said to Xiao Cing, “I can’t continue the operation for the time being.”

Xiao Bing frowned, with a worried expression on his face: “I understand. Mr. Lu, you need to have a good rest.”

After Lu Yan finished his work, he did not go to Tang Xun’an immediately, but returned to the single room arranged for him by the institute.

It is said to be a single room, and the furnishings are the same as his house in K city. It’s just that there is one less pendant.

After returning from the slaughterhouse, he has not measured his own relevant data.

Lu Yan untied the cufflinks, looked at the fish scales that had grown to his wrists, and said in a low voice, “System.”

Obviously, the system knew if Lu Yan wanted to ask.

[Spiritual power threshold 9600, lesion degree 81.2. ]

[You have a higher spiritual power threshold and a higher degree of disease. This puts your body in a dangerous state. Fortunately, because of your persistence, others do not know the specific data for the time being. ]

“Is it because of the pollution source removal surgery?”

[Not at all. ] The system becomes vague.

[I thought, maybe it’s time for me to go home. my treasure. ]

Because of the headache, Lu Yan didn’t respond for a while, and said, “Go back to K City?”

[No, Laleigh. ]*