The little girl's name is Dory, and she was eight or nine years old and carefree, but at this time she was quite old-fashioned.

"Uncle Donald, don't worry, I will definitely find a way to pay back the credits for buying paintings." She knew that Uncle Donald had good intentions and that the shopkeeper was also a good Samaritan, but since she was a child, her father had taught her that other people's kindness should not be squandered......

Donald reached out and touched her head: "Your uncle understands it, but you are still young, and you still have credit, so it is better to wait until you grow up." ”

Dori nodded vigorously: "Uncle Donald, Dori remembers. ”

Donald didn't expect that one day in the future, Dori would really repay the credit she owed today, and even her return was far more than what Qiao Yuanjing paid today.

……

The patient's condition was expected to be suppressed, so that Donald's original heart was finally relaxed, and he finally slept well that night.

However, before dawn, a rapid prompt sounded on Donald's light brain, and Donald reflexively sat up, not thinking about anything else, and immediately connected the communication.

This chime is specially set for his assistant, as soon as this chime sounds, he can know that there is an emergency and must let him pass.

Sure enough, his assistant's anxious voice came into his ears: "Doctor Donald, the patients in Ward 9 are showing signs of awakening. ”

"What? I'll go right over. This news made Donald's last little sleepiness disappear.

The patient in Ward 9 is none other than Dori's father, who is currently the most symptomatic patient in the nursing home, who has been notified of his critical illness and later has a glimmer of hope because of a painting.

But calculating the time, the painting came from Sa Lanxing, and it would be after dawn at the earliest.

Donald immediately got up and went to Ward 9, where he was to be accommodated in a nursing home, not far from Ward 9, and soon he was there.

Donald walked straight over to an instrument.

The patient's mental strength has become visibly active, which is indeed a sign of awakening.

Donald immediately said, "Inject another inhibitor." ”

"But......" The assistant wanted to say something, but Donald was very resolute at this time: "Don't question my words, go quickly!" ”

He knew the meaning of the assistant's words, the effect of the inhibitor is limited, and there are not a lot of side effects, if this inhibitor does not come, or the painting does not work, then the patient will die in pain.

Moreover, the number of inhibitors that can be distributed in each nursing home is very limited, and there is no nursing home that will waste a drug for a person with little chance of survival.

But at this time, Donald couldn't think of any other way.

"Wait." A deep voice stopped the assistant's movements, and a majestic figure appeared outside the ward: "No more inhibitors can be injected." ”

"Dean, why are you here?" Donald chuckled in his heart, and said to himself, trouble is coming.

"If I don't come, can you do whatever you want?" The dean's icy gaze swept to Donald: "The precious suppressant of the nursing home cannot be used on a dying person. ”

"No, Dean, he still has a glimmer of life, not completely hopeless."

"Hope? What hope? The hope you mean is the kind of painting of a remote civilization? ”

The dean's aggressive attitude made Donald a little embarrassed, but he still stuck to his judgment: "Yes. ”

"It's ridiculous! Do you know how much the Imperial Research Institute paid to develop the inhibitor? Even so, the effect it can have is still very limited, and what has not been developed with the power of the empire is just a remote civilization? The dean snorted in his nostrils, disdainful.

Donald still didn't want to give up: "Dean, if you don't believe me, you should always trust the commander's judgment." ”

Seeing that Donald had even moved out of the commander, the dean was even more angry: "It's just some random speculation and rumors, how can the commander be wise and wise, how can he be deceived by a remote civilization?" ”

The dean didn't believe the so-called commander's purchase of paintings on the Star Network, in his opinion, these news were just other people's subjective speculations, but the commander himself never responded.

"I confirmed it." Donald said firmly.

"With you, can you still know the commander?"

"Of course I don't know the Commander, but I know the Commander's acolyte, who was a former classmate of mine."

"Classmates?" The dean snorted again: "You grew up on this planet since you were a child, even if you received an education on this planet, except for the study experience of the Imperial Academy, you have no possibility of intersecting with the attendant officer, as far as I know, the commander's attendant officer is not the best of the Imperial Military Academy, how did you become a classmate of others in a convalescent department?" ”

Donald glanced at the ward, looked at the increasingly active data on the instrument, and told a secret that had been buried for many years: "When I was enrolled, I was admitted to the Imperial Military Academy, and it was only because of an accident later that I had to transfer to other academies......"

The dean listened to him with a frown, and did not speak for a moment.

At this time, the assistant, who had been paying attention to the instrument, exclaimed, "The patient is about to wake up." ”

"What are you still doing? Depressor! It was none other than the dean, who was still in a tit-for-tat confrontation with Donald just now: "I'll believe you once, if the painting doesn't work, you will fuck me off." ”

Donald looked at the dean's departing figure and bowed deeply: "Thank you, dean!" ”

After the inhibitors were lowered, the patient's condition stabilized again, and as time passed, the night sky outside gradually turned white, and the air pressure in the ward became lower and lower.

It wasn't until a black dot crossed the sky, getting closer and closer, that a pleasant chime came from Donald's light brain.

Donald almost rushed out.

He removed the package as fast as he could in his life.

When he ran back to the outside of the ward, all eyes were on what he was doing.

Even the most stubborn dean was persuaded by Donald, and the others couldn't help but look forward to the painting.

But there is no shortage of skeptics.

"The patient is asleep, will this painting be effective?"

"Yes, the painting is there, and the patient can't see it."

The doubts of the people around Donald were not unheard, he just opened the package intently and took out a copy of the instructions from it.

The moment he saw the instructions, even Donald hesitated, just hang up?

They don't understand the principle of formation, and the uniqueness of Qiao Yuanjing's painting is that it integrates the elements of formation, so what really works in the painting is not the painting itself, but a kind of formation generated in the painting.

Under the coverage of the formation, even if the patient does not open his eyes, he can calm down his mental power silently.