Chapter 405: Qingji is in trouble
Everything seemed to have been arranged properly. Lu Weiyi thought for a moment and asked, "Are there many injured people in our team?"
"Most of them are external injuries, but...something happened to Gu Qingji."
"Um?"
"He fell into the sea, and there were too many zombie corpses, which crushed him underneath. His brain was deprived of oxygen for a long time. He is staying in the hospital and has not woken up yet."
"He...did he do it on purpose?" After all, this guy had a criminal record, but he had to be sent out to carry out the mission.
"It's hard to say. It's really serious. The doctor said that if he can't wake up, he might become a vegetable. Logically, he has mutant vines on his body, so it shouldn't be difficult for him to return to land..." Zhuang Mingxu didn't know if he had gone too far. "I've asked the best doctor in the base to keep an eye on the situation at all times, and asked Taotao to take out the medicine stored in the space to assist."
Seeing that he had made all the arrangements, Lu Weiyi didn't ask any more questions. After dinner, he used the excuse of being tired and went back into bed again.
After Zhuang Mingxu left, Lu Weiyi quietly opened his eyes and took out a mirror from the space.
The moment the face was reflected, Lu Weiyi broke out in a cold sweat on his back and the mirror fell onto the quilt.
He was stunned for a long moment, then slowly picked up the mirror and saw the face in his sight again.
This is a face with all the features crowded together. The eyebrows have disappeared, leaving only the brow peaks. The eyelashes have also disappeared. Only the high bridge of the nose remains protruding from the narrow nose. The lips are so light in color that they are almost indistinguishable.
This reminded Lu Weiyi of Voldemort in the famous fantasy movie "The Last Airbender".
He silently put away the mirror, retreated back into bed, and pretended he knew nothing.
Zhuang Mingxu had no intention of killing the psychics in the Pingjin base, he only asked them to pay a ransom. Those who could survive this battle had high psychics, and the forces in the base were afraid that if they did not hand over the crystal cores, the other party would retaliate after regaining their freedom, so they obediently paid the crystal cores.
In less than half a month, the number of crystal cores in the base increased several times, and the extracurricular fun of the entire only team changed from counting crystal cores at the beginning to completing the task completely.
"I never thought that one day I would count crystal cores until I felt like vomiting." Xiong Jie packed another bag of 100 crystal cores, closed his eyes and rubbed his nose bridge.
"A man should be content with what he has. After all, the wish of counting money until vomiting before the end of the world has been realized after the end of the world," Xu Sa said to him, his eyes casually glancing at Lu Weiyi's bedroom door, which had been closed all the time. "Dean, can you tell us about Lu Xiaoyi's situation? He hasn't left the house since he came back."
"Zhuang said he wants to hibernate during the winter." Dean didn't reveal a word. As he spoke, he kept practicing his supernatural powers on a piece of skin.
Although he didn't say it explicitly, his continuous practice direction made everyone speculate. However, Zhuang Mingxu obviously didn't want others to know, so no one asked more questions.
Zhuang Mingxu was considerate enough not to let anyone pay attention to Lu Weiyi's situation at this time. He himself pretended not to know and hid in the room peacefully, enjoying the days when someone would serve him when he ate or slept.
But when Zhuang Mingxu leaned in to kiss him and he avoided him, Zhuang Mingxu knew he saw it. He did not choose to expose it, but just paid more attention to Dean's practice, and even did not let Xu Yi go. He even set up a study room for the two of them and invited professional doctors to teach them, just to make them understand the human body better.
There has been a major change in the power of the Pingjin base this time. From the original three major forces, it has now been divided into eleven. The three nails planted in Yuebanwan have each guarded a force. They are not prominent, but they are not buried either.
They were constantly fighting with each other. In order to gain more support, the base began to open to ordinary people. However, the base for ordinary people outside the base had already taken shape, and no one was willing to leave at will. Eventually, the entire Pingjin base expanded and surrounded the original gathering place for ordinary people, completely merging into one base.
It wasn't long before the Kyoto base received the news that the city was besieged by zombies. Lu Xiao was so worried that he wanted to stay by the radio station all day, paying attention to the news. When he knew that they had escaped safely, he was very happy and kept saying that he would see them next year.
After Antonio came forward to observe for a few days, the laboratory successfully "figured out" a way to improve the efficiency of purifying crystal cores, and after working overtime, it was able to supply enough for daily use.
After several experiments with zombies, Shen Xiuyin successfully developed an instrument that can control the intensity of superpower output. This was the original idea when Lu Weiyi proposed to use the zombies' superpowers for his own benefit. Zhuang Mingxu really didn't expect that he could actually make it happen.
Everything was going in a good direction. When the temperature began to rise in the cold winter, Dean's supernatural powers finally showed initial results. On the day of the operation, Zhuang Mingxu had Lu Weiyi injected with anesthetics and personally followed him onto the operating table.
Maybe others can't remember what that face originally looked like, but for him, it is engraved in his mind and he can draw every detail of it.
Dean's technology has only been tested on humans a few times, and was used to help the other party perform reconstructive surgery, which was similar to plastic surgery.
He was worried that he had screwed up.
"It's okay. I will remind you if you make any mistakes." Zhuang Mingxu clipped a circle of enlarged photos beside the operating bed and glanced at the person sleeping on the bed.
Outside the operating room, all the idle people in the team gathered together. They hadn't seen Lu Weiyi for almost two months.
"If it doesn't work the first time, there's always a second time. I believe in you, so don't panic," Zhuang Mingxu comforted Dean.
"I'll do my best," Dean clenched his fists and encouraged himself.
"You control the general direction, and I will make up for the details." After traveling with the team for half a year, Xu Yi gradually developed a sense of belonging and mission. He began to understand the significance of comrades-in-arms, his temperament changed, and his words became convincing.
The three of them looked at each other, and Dean took the lead in slowly inputting his supernatural powers into Lu Weiyi's body.
He began to recover from the small burn on his chest, gradually moving upwards. The skin that was originally burned and adhered was cut off by the doctor with a scalpel. Then Dean began to extend outward along the normal skin, gradually generating new skin that merged with the surrounding normal skin color.
With the success of the first piece, the rest became gradually easier. The doctor and the psychic worked together to restore the skin on the head and then officially started facial repair.
This is a delicate job, which can help the skin grow little by little and gradually reveal the contours.
"The tip of his nose is too pointy, his is rounder"
"The nose is too big, make it smaller"
"The chin is too prominent and the curve is too fake"
"The jawline is too clear, it should be slightly rounder"
"The lip color is not normal, it can be lighter"
The only voice that could be heard in the operating room was Zhuang Mingxu's chattering. As three people performed the operation, a handsome face gradually appeared in the field of vision. He looked 90% like his original appearance, but his bald eyebrows and eyelashes made him look a little strange.
As Dean and Xu Yi finished with Zhuang Mingxu's nod, the three of them finally breathed a sigh of relief as they looked at the face that was no longer ferocious.
"I've seen too many beauties, but I still think his face is the most handsome. I felt sorry for it for a long time, but now it has finally recovered." Xu Yi leaned against the wall to absorb the crystal core and handed a pack to Dean.
Seeing Zhuang Mingxu caressing him carefully, Dean said proudly, "We lived up to everyone's expectations."
"right"
The two smiled at each other and left the operating room together.
Everyone stared at the two men's faces for a moment, and Wu Yue was the first to ask in a low voice, "Recovered?"
"That's almost it. The rest depends on him to recover slowly," said Xu Yi.
"Anesthesia is expected to take more than half an hour," Dean asked the doctor.
"Then let's wait. It's okay to go back anyway."
"Okay."
No one knew how much was left, and no one asked any more questions. They all sat bored in the corridor outside the operating room.
If any residents of the base came here at this time, they would see members of the only legendary team of Yueban Bay sitting on the ground playing poker, eating melon seeds and gossiping, some even shamelessly flirting with others. It was so vulgar and unbearable to look at, and their image was completely ruined.
An hour later, the door of the operating room was reopened and everyone's attention turned. Lin Yimu, who had been lingering at the door, immediately stepped forward and saw the young man with red lips and white teeth being held by Zhuang Mingxu. He looked like he was eighteen or nineteen years old.
"Young Master" Lin Yimu called softly.
"Brother Damu" Lu Weiyi smiled embarrassedly.
He knew that it was not appropriate to care about appearance, but he still could not accept the face that was so ugly that it made him break out in a cold sweat. He did not understand why people in love would care about appearance, but after he experienced it, he realized that they really cared.
He even began to over-interpret Zhuang Mingxu's every look and every movement, wondering if there was some other deeper meaning.
He experienced firsthand how pain can make people sensitive.
So he stayed in the safe fortress that Zhuang Mingxu had prepared for him, and didn't deal with any matters in the base, nor did he even see anyone in the team.
It would be embarrassing to recover and see my teammates again at this time.
"Wow, Lu Xiaoyi, are you trying your best to compete with me for the title of the most handsome guy in the base?" Xu Sa's hair was damaged in this battle, and his Korean flower boy hairstyle was cut into a bob, which made him look less boyish and more youthful.
"If there is a competition for the most handsome little monk, I will definitely vote for you."
The remaining hair on the back of his head had just been shaved off by Zhuang Mingxu in the operating room. Now his completely bald head, with his delicate face, gave him a sense of otherworldly handsomeness.
"It still feels a bit weird." Lu Weiyi touched his eyebrows.
"It will grow out soon," said Zhuang Mingxu.
"Now only Qingji is left. Once he recovers, we will be completely complete," Ning Yuan said, looking at Gu Qingyue who was standing in the corner.
Lu Weiyi followed the line of sight and saw a haggard face. During the two months that he was recuperating, the gentle young man had lost weight rapidly like a withered flower.
Even wearing a down jacket, it is still frighteningly thin.
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