Chapter 037 Ward
Beep, beep...beep...
The low-frequency prompt tone slowly rose and fell along with the monitoring electrical graph. Countless groups of strange devices were dismantled and replaced, and only a few remained.
Most of them have the mottled colors of time, which reminds people of the technological era that humans once had.
The pale girl lay on the bed, her black hair combed out strand by strand, tied up and folded on both sides of the pillow.
The wound on the back of the head has been treated, and the effect of the medicine is much better than expected, but there is still a bruise on the forehead.
Professor Milo sat on the sofa at the foot of the bed. She glanced at the girl on the bed, paused her pen slightly, then lowered her head and continued to record.
[After Chen Xiao'er fell into a coma, some healing items and medicines can now take effect normally.]
[Wounds C1-C5 are recovering poorly. It's speculated that the severity of the wound will affect the effectiveness of the item, with the more severe the wound, the better the effect. Does this mean that being severely injured weakens the suppression power? (Questionable, speculated to be a subjective principle)]...
The rules are deviating towards anomalies, but humans are not completely defenseless.
For example, [note writing].
When human hands, tools and information carriers are in relatively close contact, the probability of abnormal erosion and distortion will drop sharply.
Therefore, after the technological era has passed, a large amount of important information will be kept in paper or even woodblock documents for backup.
“Hmm…”
The girl frowned and moved her neck slightly.
Milo stopped writing immediately, folded her hands on her knees, and leaned her shoulders forward.
After more than ten seconds, Chen Xiao'er opened her eyes in a daze.
…
“Water, water…”
I'm so thirsty. So thirsty.
Xiao'er wanted to raise her hand to reach the water cup on the bedside table, but her arm lay limp on her shoulders and she couldn't muster any strength.
What's wrong with me?
Her mind was a little confused for a moment, and her body felt like she had run a long distance, with muscles all over her body aching.
"Come on, be careful not to choke."
One hand pressed on her back and lifted her upper body up slowly. At the same time, the sound of the bed being lifted up came from behind her.
When Chen Xiao'er regained some consciousness, she was already sitting on the bed.
The front half of the bed was now raised quite high, with an extra layer of raised cushion under the waist, which easily supported the heavy back.
Chen Xiao'er put the glass to her lips and gulped down two sips.
There was a cool feeling in my throat, and even the scene in front of me became clear.
Xiao'er gradually saw the surrounding furnishings clearly.
Fluorescent lights shone warmly overhead, and the walls were painted a clean blue-green. To her left was a bedside table and a charging socket, and the ventilator was placed on a stool.
There is an ECG monitor and some incomprehensible instruments at the foot of the bed, but there are only a few metal patches attached to his body, so the situation shouldn't be too serious, right?
This is probably the infirmary or the school ward.
Chen Xiao'er slowly turned her neck and found that there was only a bed in front, behind, left and right of her where she was lying. It was a single room.
"How's it going? Are you still dizzy?"
“…”
She blinked and noticed that the person who had just handed her the water was Professor Miroku!
"teacher?!"
Xiao'er quickly fell backwards, but luckily there was a cushion, so she didn't collapse.
"Don't use force, your wound hasn't healed completely yet." Milo helped her put her long hair aside, and then naturally pulled a chair to sit next to her.
Hearing the professor's reminder, Chen Xiao'er couldn't help but raise her hand and touch the back of her head.
"hiss--"
The pain wasn't in the back of my head, but in my hand muscles.
The professor did not stop her from touching. After Xiao'ai touched it a few times, she found that the wound on the back of her head had healed completely. Except for a small, indistinguishable bulge, there was no trace of injury at all.
Why, I remember Sinaya pushed me onto the table.
Even if there weren't any scars, there should have been a big bump on his head, right? But the scratches on his hands were still there. That guy was really a psychopath. He hit me really hard.
She shuddered and asked hurriedly, "Teacher, how many days have I slept?"
"Two days, or to be exact, a day and a half, 32 hours. Do you need to continue resting? If you need, I'll come back in three hours."
Milo waited by the bed for a while, and Chen Xiao'er slowly shook her head.
"No, teacher, if you have any questions, just ask directly. My headache is much better now."
"Okay, let's talk about that person from outside the school first. Who is she?"
As expected, I have to ask this question.
Chen Xiao'er felt a pang of pain in her teeth, but she finally lowered her head honestly. "I'm sorry, I do know this person. Her name is Xinnaya, and I met her on the way to school. I thought she was a good person... but I didn't expect she would come after me."
She spoke a little jumbled at first, but soon became fluent.
After all, Chen Xiao'er and Xinnaya are not familiar with each other. They only know that she has a sports car that looks super expensive.
It wasn't a deliberate encounter; it was simply the villagers in the mountains who were chasing them. Of course, it was faster to stop a car and escape. The bride, Zheng Lu, who was rescued at the time, was at the school. There was no need to hide this incident; it had already been reported to the school.
Chen Xiao'er kept talking about how she owed a meal, and then talked about the text messages on her phone.
After obtaining consent, Milo opened Chen Xiao'er's mobile phone in front of her and took pictures of her chat history with Xinnaya.
Fortunately, the school pays great attention to student privacy. Xiao'er kept staring at the professor's hand nervously and found that the other party did not open other people's communication records.
They quickly finished their conversation about Xinaya, and Chen Xiao'e said firmly, "She came here on her own initiative! Seriously~ I really didn't ask her to come to school... Teacher, how serious a punishment will this be?"
Speaking of disciplinary action, Chen Xiao'er squinted her eyes pitifully and put her hands together beside her face.
This was purely a self-protective plea. As a special admissions student of the school, she had absolutely no confidence in the idea of "eliminating the punishment with a score much higher than other students in the future."
My classmates are all superheroes who are good at math, physics, chemistry and sports, and they have to rely on extracurricular practice to earn more credits. They really can't afford any punishment in normal times.
Chen Xiao'er's cell phone (a rare item?) is very clean. Unable to detect Paster values. Unable to observe anyone except the corresponding person...
Miroku put down his pen and gently closed the notebook in his hand.
"Of course there's no punishment, Chen. This isn't your fault."
Seeing Chen Xiao'er's surprised and doubtful expression, she smiled softly.
"Don't worry, neither I, the school, nor your classmates will blame you. Since she broke into the dormitory building without permission, it's the school's responsibility to deal with her."
"Don't worry. No matter how you look at it, you've done nothing wrong. Abyssal creatures like demons are enemies of humanity. Anyone they see will be killed with all their might."
No punishment, this is - too good!
"Huh~ Thank you, Teacher." Xiao Ai breathed a sigh of relief. Now, not only the back of her head, but even the scrapes on her forehead and hands didn't hurt anymore. She felt relaxed all over.
Professor Miroku smiled gently and stood up from his chair. "Then I'll be leaving first. If you feel any discomfort, remember to press the button next to your pillow."
"Teacher, please wait a moment!" Chen Xiao'er leaned forward halfway and asked hopefully, "Classmates, I mean, apart from my classmates, there shouldn't be many people who know about this, right?"
Now, there are more than a hundred people in the grade who have reported in advance. Even if they all saw the tragic scene of Xinnaya and I fighting passionately in the dormitory building, at least the other students don’t know about it yet.
I wasn't punished this time, so things should be settled soon.
Miroku was stunned for a moment, then nodded: "Don't worry, all the teachers and students in the school know about it."
"Don't worry, everyone will be informed of this important news immediately."
"The specific situation has been filmed and posted on the campus website. Most of the process was not filmed, so an off-screen explanation was added later."
Sigh,
Chen Xiao'er felt a sweetness in her throat and wanted to vomit blood but couldn't.
Teacher, didn't we agree that this wasn't my fault? This time, I didn't get a disciplinary warning, but was instead given a public reprimand, right?
Moreover, the criticism notice was recorded in a video. Not only the previous and current classes, but also the freshmen of the next class will be able to see the scene of me and outsiders fighting after failing to "collude".
?
Miroku raised his hand and brushed her shoulder: "Your classmates are waiting for you outside. Do you need me to tell them to come later?"
"Ah, no, no, I'm completely fine. I'll leave now."
Xiao'ai was still confused and subconsciously lifted the quilt to get out of bed, but the professor gently pushed her back.
Miroku looked at her stunned reaction, smiled and shook his head. "We're all companions from now on, so relax a little."
"teacher……"
Milo turned sideways, opened the door, and left gracefully as the children rushed into the ward.
They will gather together in a quiet atmosphere and enjoy the best and perhaps last youth time of their lives.
…
The elevator opened and Professor Milo came out with a notebook.
She stood in front of the office, the smile on her face melting like ice.
Someone came into my office unannounced.
The other party may not be a human being, but must be a tricky guy, so he can bypass two ID checks.
Who could it be?
There are too many possibilities. There are many anomalies that meet this condition in the first three pages of the numbered records alone.
Generally speaking, in such situations, alarm measures must be activated immediately.
but--
"Hey, you don't want to inform the humans, do you?"
The door automatically opens inward, exactly the same reaction as if it had passed the ID detection.
Miroku paused where he was, then walked into the office as usual.
"Hello."
She greeted the person inside first: "I should call you Ms. Xinnaya, right?"
"Oh, who allowed you to call me so affectionately?"
The woman sitting cross-legged on the desk leaned forward, her emerald eyes flashing dangerously. "But it doesn't matter. After all, the two of us are..."
Sinaya sighed.
"Same race."
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