Chapter 1024 Modifying Mechanical Bodies 22
Then she heard a familiar voice retort with dissatisfaction: "That's not just a little bit of mental energy."
Song Jinhuan blinked and unconsciously called out "Sir".
The man not far away stiffened slightly, then pulled the doctor next to him and quickly walked to the bedside.
"Number 1013, you're awake?" Qin Mo tried his best to control his excitement and spoke as calmly as possible.
Song Jinhuan turned her head and blinked toward the source of the sound.
Qin Mo gently shook his palm.
[Beep beep—A hand, without a single trace of mechanical modification, worth three million.]
Song Jinhuan: "...Sir, your hands are really expensive."
Qin Mo chuckled softly, took her wrist, and placed it on the back of his hand. "It can belong to you."
The family doctor standing nearby couldn't help but remark, "It seems they don't need me here."
"May I leave now?"
“I haven’t seen my wife for a week. When I go back, I’m sure I’ll get a good scolding or a beating.”
"You don't know, her newly installed mechanical arm can flatten my face with one punch."
The family doctor spoke in an exaggerated tone, and his facial expressions were even more exaggerated.
Qin Mo: "Check her brain before you leave."
Family doctor: "The surgery was perfect, without a single flaw."
"The replacement gears are the latest development, and the feedback on their effectiveness is quite good. They have a shelf life of up to twenty years, so don't worry."
Qin Mo frowned slightly. A shelf life of twenty years is really short.
The family doctor was given permission and left without hesitation.
Song Jinhuan's gaze wandered around, scanning the surroundings.
It's all basic furniture.
She guessed that this must be Qin Mo's home.
Just as she was deep in thought, Qin Mo suddenly asked, "Number 1013, who am I?"
Song Jinhuan blinked, trying to focus her gaze on his face. "Qin Mo, pure human, 25 years old, 188 cm tall, mental strength SSS+."
The soft, gentle voice was full of official jargon.
Qin Mo frowned slightly. "Number 1013, who am I to you?"
Song Jinhuan: "Master."
Qin Mo: "That's not right."
Song Jinhuan was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask, "What is that?"
Qin Mo lowered his eyes. "Have you forgotten your promise?"
A hint of confusion flashed in Song Jinhuan's eyes. She had made a lot of promises, and she didn't know which one Qin Mo was referring to.
Qin Mo's eyes darkened; he suspected that there was something wrong with the replacement gear.
Number 1013 has always been intelligent, how could he be so slow-witted!
The corners of the man's eyes began to redden, and the bangs hanging over his brow bone added to his pitiful appearance.
He said in a panicked and distressed tone, "Number 1013, have you forgotten about me?"
[Beep beep—Detected a pure human experiencing despair and suicidal thoughts. Please, contact number 1013, calm them down as soon as possible.]
"..."
Song Jinhuan replied firmly, "No, sir."
“Number 1013 has not forgotten you.”
"Number 1013 knows you are very sad right now, but Number 1013 hopes you won't be sad yet."
Qin Mo seemed not to hear a word, and said bitterly, "You've become much more distant from me."
"You keep using the polite form of 'you,' but before you were using 'we'!"
Song Jinhuan had a slight headache. "Sir, please calm down, okay? Number 1013 can hardly handle your volatile emotions."
Qin Mo remained dejected, saying, "I'm sorry."
"But number 1013, have you forgotten what you said you would learn to like me?"
The man's voice was cautious and tentative.
Song Jinhuan suddenly realized, raised her hand to press down on his shoulder, looked for his gaze, and replied seriously, "Sir, you are the person that number 1013 likes."
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