Chapter 88 [Revised] The evil old emperor, is this what the drought seedlings are like?



Chapter 88 [Revised] The evil old emperor, is this what the drought seedlings are like?

Woodpecker's private clinic is called a clinic, but in fact it is comparable in scale to a public hospital. It not only has cutting-edge testing equipment, but also has cooperation with other Class A hospitals and can conduct expert consultations at any time.

Bai Ling came here to experience it all and finally realized how important it is to have money.

It turns out that the old nobles didn’t have to queue up to see a doctor. Taking a bone X-ray was as easy as playing photo booth on the street, and it could be done right away. Moreover, he was the only one being served for the whole morning, and there was a nurse accompanying him the whole time, with a considerate and serious attitude.

This made Bai Ling, who was used to seeing ICU nurses chatting and joking in his previous life, feel deeply awkward.

After seeing the old woodpecker bow 90 degrees to Yu Chen and almost kneel down in excitement, the awkwardness deepened.

...The evil old emperor!

It's just that he is so rich in interest, growing flowers and raising birds, which easily blurs the impression of the emperor being ruthless.

Even the nurse envied him and said, "That gentleman is so noble, his aura is much stronger than the nobles I have seen before. Who is he to you?"

Bai Ling said casually: "Guardian."

He poked the mango sticky rice in the bowl, scooped a spoonful into his mouth, and chewed and swallowed mechanically.

He was taken to the hospital in the morning. Yu Chen said that he could have a blood test, so he didn't let him eat. Now that he had finished the examination, the nurse brought him a light breakfast to fill his stomach.

But he couldn't get used to the meal because it had no meat.

The nurse suddenly realized, "So he is the guardian. No wonder I saw him carrying you in and carrying you all the way to the sixth floor without letting go. There are not many alphas who are so responsible these days. If you don't know, you might think he is your spouse."

Bai Ling held his burning forehead and said, "Spouse or something..."

The nurse smiled faintly, "Guardians can also transfer spouses. As long as the compatibility is high, the system will approve the union of the two parties. Have you tested each other? Your relationship is so close, maybe it's higher than 80%."

Bai Ling said calmly: "No test."

Why do you have nothing better to do than test that? It’s not like Yu Chen can’t get hard with him. He is usually indifferent, but that's no problem, as long as he feels happy.

The nurse was a little surprised and puzzled: "But if the AOs don't test each other, how can we know if they are suitable? What if the compatibility is not good enough, it may be--"

At this moment, a mature voice interrupted: "Have you finished the inspection?"

Bai Ling turned around and saw Yu Chen standing by the door. He looked at him carefully and said in a slightly slower tone, "You look better now."

Bai Ling patted his leg, and the infusion tube of the indwelling needle swung with it. He looked indifferent: "It's taking an anti-inflammatory injection, how can it not get better?"

Yu Chen glanced at the small table. Most of the mango sticky rice and spinach soup were left. He raised his eyebrows: "Picky eater?"

Bai Ling put down the spoon, leaned back, and said unhappily: "I'm sick and have no appetite."

Yu Chen didn't say anything this time. Bai Ling looked over subconsciously and found that the other party was putting his hand into his coat. The pocket of the warm mocha-colored coat was bulging, and a large ball of silver tinfoil was pulled out as if by magic.

He walked over gracefully, handed it to the child, and rubbed his white head, jokingly saying, "No appetite? I see you just want to eat meat."

Unfold the tin foil to reveal the crispy and crunchy bread with thick slices of smoked ham.

This is magic!

Bai Ling was secretly excited. He nibbled the bread in small bites. The salty and fresh ham immediately stimulated his taste buds. He suddenly remembered something and turned to ask the nurse:

"By the way, you just said that the fit is not enough, what will happen?"

The nurse was distracted for a moment, and quickly said, "No, no, it's going to be nothing. The test results should be out, I'll go get them."

She originally wanted to say that the fit was too low and it would not be marked.

But seeing that the two of them were so in tune with each other and didn't seem to be incompatible, she naturally wouldn't say it out loud to spoil the fun.

·

Zhuo Liangmu took the test results and invited The One to the treatment room alone.

After Yu Chen sat down, he asked calmly, "How is his leg?"

Bai Ling refused to show him the wound, but he had to ask clearly.

Zhuo Liangmu tried to be objective and said, "Not very ideal. His right leg was amputated due to trauma, and it was damaged less than half a year ago, so he frequently experiences phantom limb pain."

Zhuo Liangmu took out the X-ray film and pointed it to him: "Please look here. Normally, after a limb amputation surgery, scar tissue will cover the bone, leaving no wound to avoid infection. But there is a short bone in the cross section of his amputated limb, 3.5 cm long. This is not his original bone, but..."

Yu Chen sat up straight, listening to Zhuo Liangmu pause and say, "It's a new growth."

Like new shoots sprouting from a broken branch, bone growth grows from the broken bone and pierces the muscles.

With his eyes drooped, he slowly turned the gem on the ring, his expression unclear.

Zhuo Liangmu subconsciously restrained his tone and became more cautious: "Actually, you don't have to worry too much. Birds are just like this. Birds always thrive when given some beef. You should give them calcium and nutrition regularly."

Seeing Yu Chen nodded slightly to show his affirmation, Zhuo Liangmu continued:

"Bai Ling is still young, a sub-adult bird, and is actually still at the age of bone development. Many old birds have their beaks clipped, and they can grow new beaks every six months. It's not surprising that a young bird like him has grown bones quietly after a broken leg and has sufficient nutrition."

"This is the instinct of the bird. He wants to live and desperately wants a new leg. But his body function doesn't know that he has no thigh meat anymore."

This is really cruel.

But Yu Chen knew that this was the fact. No one knew better than him how strong the bird's will to struggle to survive was.

He suppressed the tingling pain in his heart, slowed his breathing, and asked, "In Bai Ling's case, what are the chances of success in limb regeneration surgery?"

“Very low.”

Zhuo Liangmu didn't dare to look at his expression, and lowered his head to explain with difficulty: "The difficulty of regenerating a severed limb is calculated based on the amputated area. If only the foot is broken, then the regeneration surgery has a 90% success rate. The more parts are broken, the lower the success rate. Bai Ling's right leg only has the middle thigh section left. To regenerate it as it is, the nerves, muscles, and skin tissues involved are several times that of single organ regeneration. In the past, the success rate was only 6~15%."

"Moreover, if one is not careful with the data, it is very likely that a deformed and defective leg will be regenerated. That will cause secondary psychological damage to Bai Ling..."

This is a result that Yu Chen absolutely does not want to see. But he couldn't ignore the bird's wish to grow long legs.

Yu Chen raised his dark green eyes: "Is there any way to increase the success rate? In terms of money or technology, no matter the cost."

Zhuo Liangmu thought for a while and said, "If we can find the broken leg he cut off at that time and do an ultra-precision module 3D scan, and add that data, it should be able to increase to 30%."

Yu Chen frowned: "30%, it's still too low."

If possible, he hopes to raise the success rate to over 95%.

Zhuo Liangmu wiped his sweaty red hair, feeling sad. When he saw the little white bird before, he thought it was the old majesty's personal guard. However, he didn't expect that the old majesty had taken the little white bird in as a ward and was so fond of it that he accompanied it to see the doctor.

Is this what it means when rain comes to the drought-stricken seedlings and spring comes to the dead trees?

Zhuo Liangmu has been serving the old majesty all his life, and the family's prosperity to this day is all due to Yu Chen's support. He knew that the old emperor had been troubled by excessive mental stress for a long time, and he sincerely hoped that he could relax his mind and body. After all, no matter how good the medicine is, it is not as good as emotional regulation.

Cancer patients have all defeated cancer cells by relying on optimism.

With the company of the little white bird, His Majesty's condition may gradually improve.

Thinking of this, Zhuo Liangmu decided that he should still leave hope.

He pondered over it and said, "In fact... the only two successful cases of full right leg regeneration in the medical field were both performed by a stem cell biologist. If we could ask him to do the operation himself, the success rate would definitely be high. However, he has not appeared since the fall of the old empire."

Yu Chen said briefly: "What's his name?"

"Myomoto."

"Wonderful book?" Yu Chen seemed to be thinking about something.

Zhuo Liangmu nodded: "Yes, he is also a Go master."

·

Bai Ling's bone hyperplasia had to be cut off again to curb the infection. But the surgery had to be prepared in advance, and today was obviously not suitable, so the hospital wrapped him in anti-infection material and released him temporarily.

Bai Ling rushed to the stadium in an aircraft, and changed into combat uniform in advance for fear that he would not be able to make it in time.

The fabric on the back of the combat uniform is hollowed out, revealing delicate shoulder blades, slightly sunken spine grooves, and a smooth vertebral line that gently curves down to the waist. Looking down, the tight quick-drying fabric outlines the waist and hips, which are tough and agile, and the circumference can be grasped with one hand.

For Yu Chen, it was just right.

He allowed himself to admire it for a while before slowly picking up his woolen coat and wrapping Bai Ling like a towel.

Bai Ling tried to protest: "It's so hot, I'm still sweating."

Yu Chen tied his sleeves together as belts, leaving only a bird head on top, and tapped his nose: "Little bird sandwich."

Bai Ling almost bit him.

Yu Chen easily withdrew his hand, not letting him bite it, and smiled: "It is said that when the rescue station feeds the falcons and gives them medicine, they wrap them in a bundle like this to prevent them from biting. It seems to be true."

Falcon bouquet.

But when wrapped like this, the fluffy white head really looks like a little dandelion.

Bai Ling's upper body was wrapped, but his lower body was free. He raised his left leg and placed it on Yu Chen's thigh, hooking the mermaid and moving forward, staring at her expressionlessly:

"If you want to warm me, you should hold me."

Yu Chen said softly: "My body temperature is lower than yours."

Bai Ling pursed his lips, feeling inexplicably angry. After struggling for a while, he finally said, "Then I'll warm you up, okay?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the bird towel roll came over and forcefully occupied most of the seat.

Yu Chen caught him helplessly and stroked Little Feather, "What's wrong, baby?"

Bai Ling closed his eyes and said coldly: "The last time I went to the hospital, I saw your medical records. It was a thick stack."

"Then what?"

"You should also take good care of yourself, don't just worry about me. When you can't help it, just ask me for it, don't care about the alpha's face."

Bai Ling was not good at saying such appropriate words, so his toes curled up when he said them.

He brought this up suddenly, and it wasn't just a spur of the moment decision.

When coming out of the hospital, Bai Ling keenly noticed that the old woodpecker's eyes had changed when he looked at him. It becomes regretful, hopeful, and a little sad.

He didn't know what Yu Chen said to the other party, but the old woodpecker should understand that their relationship was special.

Depressed and in a bad mood, he happened to run into a guy with such a bad leg.

Bai Ling did not complain about herself, but said calmly: "We all need to live well and take care of each other."

Yu Chen agreed to him in a gentle voice: "Okay."

Seeing Xiaoniao hunch his shoulders, Yu Chen smiled and added: "Actually, you don't have to worry. My physical fitness is very strong. Almost nothing can cause irreversible damage to me."

Bai Ling said coldly: "You said it yourself, it's 'almost', there is still a certain possibility. You'd better not be so conceited, it's better to be careful, I don't want to go to your grave to mourn."

Yu Chen stroked his chin: "Now that you mention it, I kind of want to see it."

Bai Ling grabbed his golden hair and chewed it fiercely: "Don't even think about it!"

It started to rain near noon, and the sea breeze blew up raindrops all over the sky, leaving slanting water marks on the portholes. Looking vaguely, it looked like the aircraft was shedding tears.

The winter on the Imperial Capital Star is long and grueling, with either blizzards or winter rains.

Our gloomy ancestors lived near the Scandinavian Peninsula in ancient Earth, where there were beautiful auroras, endless herrings, and winters so cold that they had to keep wagging their tails.

Jellyfish will gather on the unfrozen shore. Once you get off the boat, you can look down and see those plastic bag-like creatures, lined up in rows, like marine debris washed ashore.

Yu Chen inherited some of the memories of his mermaid ancestors. In his senses, today's temperature was still tolerable.

But when he saw the message on the terminal, a chill rising from the depths of his soul instantly pulled him into an icy cave.

Heinz reported the news to him.

[Mixed Juice]: Dear The One, good afternoon. I regret to inform you that His Majesty Cade has found the culprit who blew up the "Space Palace" and caused him to lose his tentacles. He will send snipers today to carry out revenge. Hope you know.

Cade, trying to kill his bird.

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