I Make Medicated Meals in the Interstellar Era

In the year 18500 of the Star Calendar, war was on the verge of breaking out. Humanity had eliminated the Zerg, conquered the Demon Race, Beast Race, and many other species, but in the end, they co...

Chapter 292

Chapter 292

"Classmate Mu Jiao, is this a mutated light-type talent? It can actually repair broken gene chains!!" With his sight blocked by Zhao Tang, Qiu Yu's expression gradually calmed down, but his slightly trembling fingers and the trembling voice when he spoke betrayed him.

Mu Jiao had already finished her treatment. Her natural power was low and consumed quickly. However, even after using up most of her natural power, she had managed to stabilize the patient's condition. Once her natural power recovered, a few more treatments should allow her to fully recover.

However, the patient is not in serious condition now. But facing the many pairs of eyes staring at her in the room, Mu Jiao is at a loss.

"I think so!" Mu Jiao pursed her lips nervously. Qiu Yu's words about repairing the patient's gene chain were actually not something Mu Jiao could perceive.

She only managed to repair most of the patient's meridians that had been burned and completely collapsed, but the extremely destructive burning power in his body had not been eliminated. It could only be considered that it was sealed in a part of his tendons and veins.

Mu Jiao's answer caused an uproar among the crowd, especially those with light-type talents present. They had already examined the patients' physical conditions one by one, so they knew better than anyone else about the peculiarity of Mu Jiao's talents.

"This is simply a miracle, my God! Does this mean that someone can finally cure gene collapse disorder, the terminal illness that has plagued mankind for tens of thousands of years!!" The speaker was a girl from the School of Optics. The girl looked at Mu Jiao with sparkling eyes, as if she was looking at some precious and protected animal.

"Mu Jiao, your talent is so special. Judging from your performance when you saved people today, you should know it yourself, right?" Qiu Yu had already come to Mu Jiao. He had completely calmed down and realized the importance of this matter.

The most that people with light-related talents can do is to suppress the rate of gene chain breakage in patients with gene collapse syndrome and falsely repair the gene chains of some patients to prolong their lifespan. However, the mutated light-related talent of the girl in front of him can actually repair the gene chains of patients.

Moreover, he had just discovered that the patient's gene chain was very strong and stable after repair, even more perfect than before. It was definitely not the dim and fragile gene chain after a false repair.

Such mutated light-based treatment is simply against the will of heaven. If people who possess such mutated light-based talents are not well protected, they will easily become the target of competition among various forces, and may even die as a result.

But this is the only person in tens of thousands of years who can truly repair the genetic chain of patients with gene collapse syndrome. No matter what, Qiu Yu is a light therapist who has made curing gene collapse syndrome his lifelong research subject. He must protect this person well. The best thing is to hand this person over to a special authoritative government agency so that he can feel at ease.

"Well, I saved someone before. He knew that my talent was a little special." Qiu Yu's question was actually very blunt, but Mu Jiao noticed the kindness in Qiu Yu's eyes, so she nodded in answer.

This was the second time she used her innate power to save someone. The first time was when she saved Brother Qi five years ago.

"So, who was that person you saved? Or do you know where he is now, what he does, and what his identity is?..."

Mu Jiao frowned: "..."

"This... I'm really sorry, classmate Mu Jiao, I have no ill intentions, I'm just afraid..." Seeing the little classmate frowning, Qiu Yu realized that he had asked too much, so he rubbed his hands and quickly apologized.