Embers Ad Infinitum - Vol 2.3 Chapter 102

Latest website: The operating room is obviously not in the living room. After a simple search, Shang Jianyao and Genova found the target location on the right side of the suite.

This is a remodeled room with a shadowless lamp hanging above, a movable operating table under the lamp, and many high-tech-looking instruments beside the bed.

At this time, there was a white bone that was not covered with anything lying quietly on the bed, surrounded by several corpses and medical instruments that had never rusted.

Shang Jianyao carried a “Berzy Warrior” assault rifle and a bulging backpack, walked to the operating table, and carefully observed the corpse of the suspected “son of the old age”.

“Can you tell which aspect of the operation was performed?” After a while, he turned his head and asked Genova.

With the head of the chameleon, Genava moved his metal neck from side to side:

“It’s hard to judge from the bones alone.”

Having said that, he changed his words:

“But it is impossible for an operation to be operated without any preparations, and it is necessary to find out where the lesions are in advance.”

What he means is that the doctor in charge of the operation should have relatively complete case data.

Pong! Shang Jianyao patted the chest that was attached to the picture of Zhu Tianzhi’s blessing with his right palm covered with metal bones, and suddenly realized:

“Hurry up and check these corpses around!”

Saying that, he looked at the bones on the operating table again:

“Is this the ‘Son of Zhi Sui’?

“The bones left behind are no different from ordinary people.”

Genova, who had done a round of testing earlier, said:

“The possibility that the children left behind by the incarnated body are normal human beings is not low.”

Shang Jianyao skipped this sentence and said to himself:

“Which old child will it be?

“April’s year-old ‘Shadow of Distortion’?”

This is inferred from the effects he suffered inside the stairs.

“The probability of 82% is.” Genova gave a calculated result.

Shang Jianyao’s thoughts jumped to another matter, and he said sadly:

“Dangtang is so old, he can’t cure his own child, let him risk surgery!”

“Zhisui’s interference in the dust is obviously restricted to some extent.” Genova didn’t try to understand Shang Jianyao’s thinking, he answered questions with questions, and responded with words.

Shang Jian Yao finally controlled themselves, squatted down, and checked the corpse in the white coat by the operating table.

Surgical knives, biological agents and other items were scattered around the corpse, and the body was clean and did not contain any materials.

“I found it.” Genova said, crouching at the corpse a little behind.

Shang Jianyao made a 180-degree turn by relying on the military exoskeleton device.

“What is it?” he asked eagerly without pulling the mask off.

Genova acted as a translator while flipping through the materials:

“The goal of the surgery is to solve the patient’s heart problem, for which an extracorporeal circulation system is prepared.”

-Konimmis suffered no blows when the old world was destroyed. The instruments in various hospitals were well preserved, but as time passed, it gradually entered a kind of shortage of medical equipment without production lines of various drugs and medical equipment. Less-medicated state.

“It seems that there was an accident in the operation, and it caused a disaster before it was over.” Shang Jianyao stood up straight and looked at the remains of the “Zhisui Son” again.

Genova said:

“The results of the preoperative assessment were also risky, but the old-fashioned team still wanted to give it a try, and the patient agreed to them after fully understanding the situation.

“They probably didn’t expect the failure of the operation to bring about a disaster that would destroy the whole city.”

“Yes, yes.” Shang Jianyao agreed.

He then raised his right palm and said:

“Namo Anuttara Samaksabodhi, saving a life is better than building a seven-level Buddha.”

Genova went on to talk about the contents of the case file:

“It is mentioned in the preoperative plan that the patient is a powerful awakener. After anesthesia, he may unconsciously interfere with the electromagnetic information in the surrounding environment. He needs the assistance of a ‘psychic corridor’ level awakener who is good at this ability…”

“How powerful?” Shang Jianyao interrupted Genava’s words.

“Exploring the depths of the ‘Spiritual Corridor’, it can also interfere with matter to a considerable extent.” Genova replied.

He went on to say:

“The patient is eighty-one years old and very frail, which is a major source of risk.”

“Eighty-one years old?” Shang Jianyao blurted out in surprise, “He’s just a child!”

Genova knew that this was a written understanding made from the title “son of the old age”, and explained seriously:

“The destruction of Konimeth was in the 37th year of the new calendar, and the chaotic years before the new calendar lasted almost twenty years.

“Since the meeting of the sages of Konimis claimed that the ‘son of the old age’ protected the city and its surrounding countryside from the destruction of the old world, it means that the other party had a strong sense of autonomy and ability to act at that time.

“Combining with the information of the age of eighty-one, the ‘son of the old age’ was about twenty-four years old when the old world was destroyed, which is in line with the speculation just now.”

How many years the chaotic era lasted for different forces is different, it can only be said that it is about 20 years – if it is not for the more frequent exchanges between the major forces on the dust in recent years, the new calendar will be different. Features need to be converted to match.

Shang Jianyao sighed unabashedly:

“I thought he was as big as Xiaochong.

“He’s in his 70s and 80s, and he still bears the title of ‘the son of the old age’, showing his identity with the majesty of his father’s generation, tsk tsk, it’s not too good to mix.”

At this moment, Genova deeply understood an idiom:

Chicken and duck talk.

He didn’t know what Shang Jianyao was sighing.

Shang Jianyao quickly forgot what he said just now, checked the remaining corpses, but found no useful clues.

Glancing at the remains of the “Son of Sui Sui”, who had no clothes or anything, he turned to the door and said:

“Go to another room and search.”

“Do I need to report the discovery just now to Da Bai?” Genova said with a flash of red light in his eyes.

Shang Jianyao raised his head and smiled:

“Do you still need to ask?”

Without giving Genava a chance to react, he relied on the communication system embedded in the military exoskeleton device to make a brief report to Jiang Baimian on the situation in the operating room.

Jiang Baimian thought for a while and said:

“there is a question.”

“What’s the problem?” Shang Jianyao asked excitedly.

Hey, do you look like someone who just found his father’s body? Jiang Baimian couldn’t help but murmured.

However, she also knew that Shang Jianyao had long accepted the fact that his father had died, and just wanted to find out what his father did and died in the end.

And now, Shang Jianyao’s sadness is undoubtedly still there, and there must be relief and letting go of fulfilling his wish.

Besides, it is difficult for a mental patient to speculate on the state with normal human thinking and logic.

Jiang Baimian pondered for a few seconds and said:

“‘Son of Zhi Sui’ is already eighty-one years old, and he has also explored the depths of the ‘Spiritual Corridor’, so why take the risk of undergoing heart surgery and not directly enter the ‘New World’?

“His father is Zhi Sui, so he can make the room with the door of the ‘New World’ appear directly in front of his child.”

It is recognized that Zhi Sui can adjust the order and location of rooms, and Shang Jian Yao has encountered it several times.

Shang Jianyao suddenly laughed:

“It seems that Zhi Sui also doesn’t want his children to enter the ‘new world’.”

Jiang Baimian was silent.

This is also the conclusion she thought of.

Of course, this is not the only possibility, Jiang Baimian thought about it and said:

“Perhaps there is some obstacle that prevents Zhiyue from helping His children.”

“It’s so pitiful.” Shang Jianyao suddenly felt the same way, even though he didn’t have children yet.

Time was tight, Jiang Baimian didn’t say any more, after a few words of warning, he took the initiative to cut off the call.

Shang Jianyao and Genava immediately left the “operating room” and entered the next room.

This is a large study, with rows of shelves filled with books, and even ladders in some places.

At a glance, Genova saw books in the fields of music, painting, sculpture and other art fields, as well as health care books such as “How Humans Stay Healthy”, “Love Your Heart” and “Open Your Brain”.

“The owner of the room has mixed reading preferences.” Genova made a preliminary judgment.

This made the idea of ​​the “Old Tune Group” looking for clues based on the book list suffered a more serious blow.

Shang Jianyao, who has been pushing up his mask, said with a smile:

“After the destruction of the old world, UU reading www.uukanshu.com There are too few entertainment methods for human beings, only reading.”

The next second, he refuted himself:

“Who said that? As the master of Konimis, you can’t imagine the happiness of the ‘Son of the Age’!”

“As much as you can imagine…” The businessmen were arguing.

This made Genova wonder if he was sicker

He was about to persuade him when Shang Jianyao, who was wearing a military exoskeleton, walked to the desk by the window.

Items such as pen holders and books are displayed there, and there is a picture frame in the most prominent position.

Shang Jianyao stretched out his right palm, picked up the photo frame, and turned its front to himself.

There are two men in the photo, one middle-aged and the other less than twenty.