"No, I'm not a good father."
"I said yes."
Song You raised his head in confusion, and finally watched Shen Bei carrying the toolbox in one hand and walking towards Lina's room without saying a word.
The moment Shen Bei opened the door, Song You's voice rang out. He suddenly rubbed his face, as if trying to dispel all the mixed emotions: "You know what? I admire you very much. You will do anything to achieve your goals."
Shen Bei paused, remained silent for a while, and without saying anything, pushed the door open and walked in.
With the sound of the door closing, Song You pressed his back against the ground, his eyes wide open, his mouth wide open, and he tried desperately to breathe, but not a single breath of air could be taken in. Instead, he felt as if he was in a cold and sticky quagmire, with his throat tightly blocked by the "mud" that was invisible to the naked eye.
He stretched out his palms toward the sky, grasping the air weakly.
……
inside the room.
Shen Bei put down the toolbox and stared at Lina, who had the body of an adult woman but eyes as lively as a naughty child.
"uncle?"
Lina called softly.
Shen Bei pulled the corners of his mouth and revealed a somewhat forced smile: "It's late, your father asked you to go to bed."
Lina curled her lips, a little childishly: “I haven’t played enough yet.”
Shen Bei naturally didn't know how to coax a child to sleep.
But he has a simple and practical method.
He turned around, opened the toolbox, took out the drugs, and put a few pills on the handkerchief.
Turn around.
He covered Lina's mouth and nostrils.
Lina struggled a few times, her eyes rolled back, and she passed out.
"Just get some sleep and have a sweet dream."
Shen Bei gently placed Lina on the bed and began to set up the operating room...
No matter where in the world, bacteria still pose a threat to human survival.
If Shen Bei intends to give up hope of Lina's survival.
It is entirely possible to pry open Lina's head right now.
The result was that a large number of bacteria directly infected Lina's brain tissue.
It can be said that although Lina has the characteristics of life on the surface.
But in essence he is a living dead.
The only living, or growing, organ of hers is her brain.
Arranging the operating environment was also to give Lina hope of survival.
The process is also simple.
Although the world of escape is dominated by superpowers.
But compared with the old era, science and technology has made considerable achievements and progress.
Setting up a field operating room is a piece of cake.
Shen Bei was also in Shelter No. 36. He had considered this situation early on and purchased the corresponding equipment.
Take out a red box from the tool box.
The words on it are: R078 Enhanced Field Surgery Tent.
The moment Shen Bei's finger touched the surface of the box, a soft blue light flowed along the texture and the edge of the box trembled slightly.
The top popped open quietly, without a single mechanical noise.
Then, a ball of seemingly chaotic but orderly carbon fiber fabric stretched out.
It's like the flowers and plants on the dry earth waking up from their slumber in the rainy season.
As the liquid plastic solidifies, the fabrics quickly coalesce into shape, as if manipulated by invisible hands, weaving them into a light yet sturdy frame.
Then, pieces of translucent fabric spread out above the frame like morning mist, eventually condensing into a spacious tent.
Inside the tent, sterile lights diffuse softly from the four walls, and each beam of light is carefully programmed to provide both illumination and participate in the disinfection process.
The particles in the air are broken down and removed by the invisible disinfecting light, and the entire space quickly reaches surgical-grade cleanliness.
Shen Bei dragged Lina into the operating tent.
He turned around, opened the door and returned to the living room.
At this time, Song You was sitting leisurely on the sofa in the living room.
It was raining heavily outside the window, the sky was dark, and the rain was hitting the glass with astonishing density and speed.
Song You held a cigarette in his left hand and a lighter in his right hand, but he didn't light it. He just looked out the window as if his soul was out of his body.
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