The medical nun scanned Sylvia up and down with her red mechanical prosthetic eye, leaned over, and said in a normal human voice, "Are you the captain here, Major Gremeyen?" Medical nun Medigia reports to you. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

"You're welcome." Sylvia raised her hand to return the salute, and turned sideways to invite the other party in, but before the nun could make a move, she returned to her original position and blocked the door, "The wounded here have all been treated, and the ones that really need attention are in the other wards, have you been to see them?" ”

"I've seen it, and I'm not sure exactly what the disease is, but it seems to be just some discomfort caused by the change of living environment. You see that the sick are all Fenris and Katachan, and your crew is not sick at all, presumably because they have adapted to even the worst of ship life. The nun said. While it's not too careful, there's no need to be as close to the enemy as you are now. ”

"This is the instruction given by Master Erdeon of the Space Wolf." Sylvia said that I don't carry this pot.

Medysia smiled noncommittally, "He's been a superman for too long and has forgotten how fragile we mortals are. Now that he's in charge of the ship's maintenance, if you don't have a more suitable medical officer in your crew, can you officially appoint me here? ”

"Medic's words......," Sylvia muttered, "there are no dedicated medics on the Mervidslov, and Priest Eurix is generally responsible for injuries. He should still be on the Atonement of Heresy, and he was slightly injured. ”

"No, he's coming over here. Mistress Eddie is about to leave in his ship, and all but those who are too badly injured to move are all your crew members here. The nun's face was expressionless, both mechanical and biological.

This was good news for Sylvia again, she had more people at her disposal. Although she was very disgusted with the virtue of the nun opposite, she really couldn't let a part-time half-asser be in charge of the life-threatening position, so she skipped the question, "Now you can start your work." I would like you to start by giving me a brief introduction to the sick person. The nun stepped back and made an inviting gesture to the side, then led the way, "The symptoms of the Katakan people are very simple colds. They have to live in a warmer environment, where they can get sick if they fall below 20 degrees Celsius, and their lives can be dangerous if they fall below 10 degrees. These people have nothing to worry about, the heating in many cabins has been restored, and even without medication, drinking more hot water will make them better. ”

"I didn't expect their physique to be so weak, we Fenris are completely ...... at minus twenty degrees," Sylvia paused and changed the subject, "So, what is the disease of my Fenris brothers?" ”

"My specialty is in the treatment of combat injuries, not in the treatment of diseases. However, according to the Judge of Acvetia, the symptoms of the Fenris are similar to malaria. Most of the Katakhan people carry this pathogen, but they rarely get sick. The disease is not fatal, and strong people can also recover on their own without the help of medicine. Sylvia was speechless. If she is angry with the Katakhan people for this, it means that this matter is very serious in her opinion, and indirectly shows that the Fenris are not strong enough, but if you want to show that you don't care, then what if the Fenris really have three longs and two shorts?

As I followed them, I suddenly felt chills all over my body for no apparent reason, and then a cold sweat almost soaked through my underwear. Some very bad memories popped up as they spoke, and the key word was that, "malaria"!

With her back to me, one of the mechanical tentacles coiled around her back suddenly moved and scanned me with the probe at the top, and then the nun turned around, "Your body suddenly has a violent physiological fluctuation. Are you not feeling well, Lieutenant Colonel? ”

"It's just a reminder of how I felt when I had malaria before, so I don't have to worry about it." As I spoke, I turned over and pretended to be in my pants pocket, and pulled out a large bag of medicine, "This is the rest of the medicine, you can take it and see if it works." ”

The nun stretched out her mechanical arm folded over her back, and when she reached halfway through, she retracted it as if it didn't seem polite, and instead stretched out her own hand to take the medicine, but the mechanical tentacles that poked out were still watching me left and right, as if wondering how I could fit such a large lump into my small pants pocket.

"When did that stuff go, and does it still work?" Sylvia couldn't help but ask.

"There is no doubt about this, the Empire's military medicines, like food, are the first thing to consider at the beginning of their manufacture. These drugs are fully packaged and have been produced for less than 500 years, and they are fully usable. The nun examined the pills and needles and summoned her servant to put them in her backpack. The tentacles hovered in front of me, and the red one-eyed eyes seemed to make my heart furry as if the gaze of the poisoned snake in the Katachang jungle made my heart furious, and I couldn't help but regret my anxiety just now. So I didn't have anything to say, "This extra eye looks like it's very helpful in battle......

In fact, we have periscopes that are enough, and we don't need such delicate and delicate things as tentacles and electronic eyes. The nun took my words seriously and said, "Is it really feasible to use an anoproscope in battle?" ”

I know it's an anorectoscope, so don't put on this posture that almost pokes me in the face, don't you say that I think it's a gastroscope to be stuffed into my mouth!! Seeing the tightly wrapped crew members in the corridors around me all casting strange and ominous glances at me, even the red light on the helmets of the space marines became much more eerie, and I felt that countless unknown forces pierced my breathing mask, piercing my face enough to be afraid of small-caliber live fire, so I thought that this place was really not suitable for me to stay any longer, and I had to find an excuse to leave quickly. Suddenly, there was a voice over the communicator, it was Erdien's voice, "Ilshan, are you there?" Come here and help, there are some heavy jobs that you can't do without you. ”

The Emperor willing, my prayers are always fulfilled in every way expected or unexpected, and I have always been convinced of the Emperor's attention and favor. Even if it's a formality, I have to ask the captain for instructions first, Sylvia didn't bother to say anything, and directly waved her hand to signal that you are not needed here, as if what happened to me in a hurry before was just an illusion memory brought to me by subspace.

"Where are you? Is there anything I need to do to prepare? I asked.

"We're tinkering with the outer shells of the battleship, so you'd better get a Navy soldier in a real space suit, or the radiation might kill you or cause you some strange illness." Erdien said. It's rare for Space Marines to be so tireless, and they're used to giving orders directly to mortals without giving a reason.

"Wait," the medical nun who thought I had nothing to do with me stopped me again, "Listen to him, you were exposed to space without a protective suit?" Was it just yesterday's battle? How long has it been exposed? ”

"Not too long." I was casually perfunctory.

Sylvia also gave me advice, "He's a child of the storm, there's no need to treat him as harshly as a mortal." ”

"A wizard is a wizard, and no matter how gorgeous a name you put on it, it doesn't change the essence. Wizards' bodies are not much stronger than mortals, and the radiation in the universe is equally deadly to them. "In her own sphere of authority, the medical nun is not afraid of the captain's face. Then she went on to say to me, "I'll leave you a single room here, and remember to come and get checked when you're done with your work." Although neither her mechanical nor biological eyes showed any emotion, I felt a chill piercing my heart, and I didn't even have time to give a polite answer before I turned and fled.

"Finally got a chance to dissect a wizard, oh hehehehe......"

Am I hallucinating? Or is it a whisper from the subspace ghost? -------------------------- accidentally finished writing another chapter.,It seems that my state is recovering well.,Sure enough, suffering is the great power to push the writer.,Although I'm not embarrassed to ask for a reward shamelessly.,But after everyone reads it, I should leave a word to show that I exist.,The long-term desertion of the book review area is very discouraged.