"I've heard that there are very few gifts like yours." Half an hour later, Sun Wuru looked at Lin Qingyu, who was resting in the operating room for the second time, and asked.

He felt that something was wrong, and when he first entered the door, in his eyes, Lin Qingyu still had a calm attitude. His gaze would habitually linger on the trophies and medals in his office. But since he had spoken to Sun Ruthlessly, he seemed to have become impatient as the time of contemplation increased.

Now, it's seven o'clock in the evening. Three hours had passed since Sun ruthlessly entered his office. He felt that the doctor in front of him seemed to be thinking about something.

"I don't know if the gift is rare, I don't care about other people's business. But the truth is that it is very difficult to raise the level of this gift. Lin Qingyu drank a glass of white water with a solemn expression. He is an internationally respected physician and the youngest recipient of the Gelderner Foundation International Prize, and his latest paper may even be nominated for the Nobel Prize in Medicine. It's just that after he joined the Lost Oasis, in order not to attract attention, he gave up continuing to write his thesis.

For him, there is something more interesting in this world than knowledge that can be studied, and that is his own gift.

Although this ability is innate, it can increase the power of the gift as long as it is studied and trained continuously.

"The principle of wound recovery is not complicated, it causes the cells to divide and divide the corresponding tissues according to the genetics. The same method is used for organ regeneration. Normally, this boon would be used in situations where large healing devices are not available, such as now. The equipment needed to treat this young lady includes at least a Type I therapy device with a treatment accuracy of about three nanometers. It can be said that the invocation of this instrument will definitely show its feet, which is why they will let you find me. Lin Qingyu spread his hands and said, "But even for me, it will take a day or so to complete the treatment." ”

Sun ruthlessly glanced at Lin Qionglu lying on the operating table, her broken arm and shoulder were slowly connected, the skin and blood vessels that had just been formed in the middle were clearly visible, and a precision incubator enveloped the entire wound from the invasion of any bacteria and viruses. Lin Qingyu had already drained the cryogenic liquid in the broken arm, and the blood was full of blood pouring into the somewhat shrunken arm. The blood vessels swell up like a sponge, and it is easy to cause secondary damage during the thawing process, which Lin Qingyu should also pay attention to.

Now, Lin Qionglu has an extra instrument at the wrist of her broken arm, which simulates the water pump function of the heart to send blood to the body, and the result is that the blood splashes at the wound and falls to the ground, and the entire operating room is filled with a strong smell of blood. Lin Qionglu's little face turned pale and lay weakly on the operating table.

At that moment, the nurse pushed the treatment equipment into the operating room. Replace gauze and re-infuse for Lin Qionglu. The nanobots used for treatment are maintaining her bodily functions, Lin Qingyu looked at the girl lying on the operating table, put on her mask again, glanced at her assistant, and there was a complicated look in her eyes.

"Knife No. 7, maintain the speed of blood transfusion, prepare ammonium isocyclophosphate." The assistant quickly took out the scalpel and medicine from the box and handed them to Lin Qingyu.

The light symbolizing the gift once again lit up from Lin Qingyu's right hand, and Sun Wuru stood aside and watched. Now he doesn't have any smart devices on his body, and he doesn't know what the condition of the nursing home above them is except for the time he's hovering above their heads.

The entire underground facility is for doctors and nurses, who should be off duty by now. The sanatorium is full of old and sick people, and now they should go back to their rooms to rest. People's habits have not changed more because of the progress of technology, but such repeated boring days have been extended for decades.

Now, the whole of Switzerland is slowly falling silent. Young people who like to be lively keep returning to their virtual space to continue their nightlife, with only the elderly walking and the real-world obsessed couples still roaming the streets.

What no one knew was that just this afternoon, eight people from the Lost Oasis walked into Geneva and found a doctor in a remote sanatorium.

The whole process is very simple and very natural.

But I don't know why, beads of sweat gradually appeared on Lin Qingyu's forehead.

"Rest." After lasting half an hour, Lin Qingyu regained his gift. Sun Wuru was pleasantly surprised to find that half of Lin Qionglu's pierced wound had recovered half of its musculature, her broken arm had regained its blood color, and her reborn skin was even fairer than before.

But this kind of long-term use gift, even Lin Qingyu can't hold on. In the Tius Academy before, the "nameless" doctor that Sun Wuru saw was more about treating small gunshot wounds and removing toxins, but now what Lin Qingyu has to do is almost help her regenerate half an arm. That terrifying blood hole can fit two fists, and it will take a lot of time to fully recover.

And it's really not a lot of time in a day.

But Lin Qingyu seems to feel that it is not enough.

When the assistant left to prepare the next medicine, Lin Qingyu collapsed directly on the chair, glanced up at the time, and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"What's wrong with you?" Sun ruthlessly stepped forward, and a trace of uneasiness welled up in his heart.

"I'm asking you something." The young doctor suddenly straightened up, grabbed Sun Ruthless's wrist and asked, "Who are the people who organized the people to come here today, and what are their identities?" ”

Sun was ruthlessly stunned for a moment, thought for a moment, and then told him the identities of Wendini and Qatar.

But this didn't calm him down, Lin Qingyu seemed to fall into a state of anxiety, but he didn't seem to dare to show it too much, for fear that others would see it. But the face that suppressed his emotions has involuntarily revealed strange emotions.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Sun ruthlessly subconsciously began to use the gift, and saw an illusory scene with his right eye, but it was not aimed at Lin Qingyu, but other people who might suddenly break into here.

He listened intently, and outside the operating room, it was quiet.

"Nothing, nothing." Lin Qingyu waved his hand, as if he thought of something again: "By the way, you come here." ”

He led Sun Ruthless back to the office, took out a black box from under the desk, and opened it to see that there was a pistol lying inside, as well as a black EU battle armor.

"Put it on, now. I know you're strong. Lin Qingyu stuffed the box into his hand.

"This ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, there shouldn't be so much nonsense in the organization, it's not something that harms you, wear it, and hide it." Lin Qingyu ended the conversation a little irritably. Because at this moment, his assistant knocked on the door again and walked into the operating room, and was running into Lin Qingyu, who had arranged his coat and put on a mask, and handed him the No. 3 knife without waiting for him to speak.

As time passed, Lin Qingyu's eyes began to heat and dry. Drowsiness and hunger began to envelop his body, and even with an assistant on his side to help him wipe his sweat, he couldn't stop looking tired. Sun Wuru put on his armor for a minute, and covered himself tightly with his clothes, hiding his pistol behind him, leaning against the wall of the operating room, holding his chest with his hands, and looking coldly.

Lin Qingyu definitely discovered something, but he didn't say anything to Sun Wuru. Sun Wuru, who put on the battle armor, knew very well that this kind of battle armor did not carry any intelligent systems and energy cores, but was just a simple body armor. The pistol is not a high-end commodity, it can be said that this kind of equipment is the defense level of ordinary people's homes. But this didn't calm him down, Lin Qingyu seemed to fall into a state of anxiety, but he didn't seem to dare to show it too much, for fear that others would see it. But the face that suppressed his emotions has involuntarily revealed strange emotions.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Sun ruthlessly subconsciously began to use the gift, and saw an illusory scene with his right eye, but it was not aimed at Lin Qingyu, but other people who might suddenly break into here.

He listened intently, and outside the operating room, it was quiet.

"Nothing, nothing." Lin Qingyu waved his hand, as if he thought of something again: "By the way, you come here." ”

He led Sun Ruthless back to the office, took out a black box from under the desk, and opened it to see that there was a pistol lying inside, as well as a black EU battle armor.

"Put it on, now. I know you're strong. Lin Qingyu stuffed the box into his hand.

"This ......"

"Don't talk nonsense, there shouldn't be so much nonsense in the organization, it's not something that harms you, wear it, and hide it." Lin Qingyu ended the conversation a little irritably. Because at this moment, his assistant knocked on the door again and walked into the operating room, and was running into Lin Qingyu, who had arranged his coat and put on a mask, and handed him the No. 3 knife without waiting for him to speak.

As time passed, Lin Qingyu's eyes began to heat and dry. Drowsiness and hunger began to envelop his body, and even with an assistant on his side to help him wipe his sweat, he couldn't stop looking tired. Sun Wuru put on his armor for a minute, and covered himself tightly with his clothes, hiding his pistol behind him, leaning against the wall of the operating room, holding his chest with his hands, and looking coldly.

Lin Qingyu definitely discovered something, but he didn't say anything to Sun Wuru. Sun Wuru, who put on the battle armor, knew very well that this kind of battle armor did not carry any intelligent systems and energy cores, but was just a simple body armor. The pistol is not a high-end commodity, it can be said that this kind of equipment is the defense level of ordinary people's homes. knocked on the door and walked into the operating room, and met Lin Qingyu, who had arranged his coat and put on a mask, and handed him the No. 3 knife without waiting for him to speak.

As time passed, Lin Qingyu's eyes began to heat and dry. Drowsiness and hunger began to envelop his body, and even with an assistant on his side to help him wipe his sweat, he couldn't stop looking tired. Sun is ruthless. knocked on the door and walked into the operating room, and met Lin Qingyu, who had arranged his coat and put on a mask, and handed him the No. 3 knife without waiting for him to speak.

As time passed, Lin Qingyu's eyes began to heat and dry. Drowsiness and hunger began to envelop his body, and even with an assistant on his side to help him wipe his sweat, he couldn't stop looking tired. Sun is ruthless