Autistic genius, a flourishing era of scientific research

After checking the overall condition of the ceiling fan and confirming that it was correct, Jiang Yan was already sweating.

She got out of bed and rubbed her sore arms.

One way to process materials with mental power is to spatially process and organize the interior of the material, changing the internal structure and arrangement that are invisible to the naked eye to achieve the desired effect.

The method of fusing a material with another material is collectively referred to as psychomechanical construction.

It is an essential ability for interstellar weapon masters.

Weapons constructed with mental power are not necessarily the strongest, but the strongest weapons are definitely constructed with mental power.

It is related to the personal ability of the weapon master.

After Jiang Yan has thoroughly studied a field, or after her research has stagnated, she will become bored with the field. At this time, she will look for other fields that interest her to study and join.

Therefore, she is involved in many research areas, one of which is interstellar machinery and advanced weapons.

She is a true 3S weapon master, standing at the top of the weapon master group.

The weapons she makes are all customized by others and designed by herself.

She has used her mental power to construct advanced interstellar weapons, mechas, and ordinary machines.

Such ancient mechanical parts, let’s call them mechanical parts for now - the interstellar room system has abandoned this style of mechanical parts.

This is an enlarged version of the mechanical parts.

This was her first time building something, and she felt like she was wasting her talent.

But if it could be cool...

Jiang Yan walked to the ceiling fan switch and turned it on.

The ceiling fan suddenly started to whirr, the wind blew the curtains, and gusts of cool breeze blew in her face, lifting all the hair of the girl standing next to the switch.

She seemed to fall into the arms of the wind, and her hospital gown was constantly fluttering. Because her body was soaked with sweat, the sudden coolness made her shiver.

It was worth it to be able to cool her down, Jiang Yan thought.

Otherwise, she would be the first to die of heat in this era.

After being busy for a while, Jiang Yan returned to bed and fell asleep comfortably in the cool breeze.

The ceiling fan kept turning all night.

The next morning, the nurse came to change Jiang Yan's dressing. When she pushed open the ward door, a strong gust of wind blew, making her feel cold all over in the early morning.

"Who turned on the ceiling fan so loudly?!" The nurse was shocked. This ceiling fan was even louder than the one she had just installed in her house a few days ago.

She almost thought the hospital had changed the ceiling fan, but when she looked up, she saw it was still the same one from several years ago.

When I saw that the bed was under the ceiling fan, I immediately guessed who turned it on.

This patient is really worrying.

She turned off the ceiling fan.

"That's not right. Why is the ceiling fan suddenly spinning so fast and the wind so strong?"

As she spoke with doubt, she walked to the bedside, lifted the quilt covering Jiang Yan's head, and said, "Jiang Yan, get up and change the medicine."

Jiang Yan didn't move, as if she didn't hear anything.

When the nurse saw that her face was very red, she felt something was wrong and reached out to touch her forehead.

My goodness, I could feel the heat of her forehead even through the bandage wrapped around her head.

This is because the ceiling fan has been on all night and I have a fever!

She ran to call the doctor.

The doctor examined her and gave her an injection.

Jiang Yan took another dose of medicine.

After the fever subsided a little, Jiang Yan, who had just woken up, took the medicine handed to her by the nurse and fell into a long silence.

These were medicines she had never seen before.

To be honest, she had already taken the medicine prescribed by the hospital yesterday, and she felt it was of little use.

She was a little confused. Was there no more suitable prescription?

The medicines of this era make her want to prescribe and write her own medicines.

She knows how to treat her current body.

I know better than the people in the hospital.

"Eat quickly!" the nurse supervised her. "Your brother just passed away yesterday and told you to stay in the hospital and recuperate. But you got up in the middle of the night and turned on the ceiling fan. You caught a cold, didn't you?"

"When you fall asleep at night, you'd rather have a hot tub than sleep with a ceiling fan, otherwise you'll suffer in old age. Young people don't take care of their bodies, and they don't take their bodies seriously. They ignore advice and just want to feel cool for a while, which is just a waste of time."

"There'll be no place to cry anymore."

Amid the nurse's nagging, Jiang Yan finished the medicine she gave her and then let her change the medicine on her head.

Seeing that she was obedient, the nurse felt a little better.

The soldier who asked her to take care of Jiang Yan gave her extra money. Although she didn't want to accept it, she couldn't resist the man's sweet talk. He also said that his sister had no one to take care of her and he was worried about her in the army.

In the end, she accepted it, so she thought that she had to keep an eye on and take good care of the person.

Take care of her like your own little sister.

Otherwise, how can we be worthy of our fellow soldiers?

Who knew that this girl would catch a cold and have a fever the next day, which scared her.

After the nurse left, Xie Mianmian and Lu Qinghuan ran to Jiang Yan's ward. Looking at her pale face, they were a little worried.

They had come here once before and learned about Jiang Yan's situation.

"Xiaoyu City is very hot in the summer. It's hot during the day and stuffy at night. People can't sleep because of the heat. This hospital has been around for a long time, and the ceiling fans look like they've been used for a long time too."

"Actually, Mianmian and I have quietly turned on the ceiling fan these past two nights and slept under the covers. We didn't feel cold or catch a cold."

Xie Mianmian nodded, picked up the enamel cup, poured a cup of warm water, and handed it to Jiang Yan:

"You must be in poor health, so you can't bear it. Just blow it before going to bed. After you fall asleep and the nurse turns it off, you'd better not open it."

Although she had just taken medicine and drank water, Jiang Yan's throat was still a little dry.

She took the water that Xie Mianmian handed over, drank a few sips, and felt a little dissatisfied with her body. She took the initiative to speak:

"I didn't expect to catch a cold."

"Such a weak body."

The two of them didn't think there was anything wrong with what she said. Xie Mianmian patted her shoulder:

"If you are weak, you should take good care of yourself, and you will get better slowly."

Lu Qinghuan: "You still have a wound on your head. It's not good to be exposed to too much wind. You might get a headache."

Jiang Yan didn't say anything, but picked up the book "Criminal Law" that Si Cizhan bought and started reading.

"Don't read if you have a headache or a cold. It will make you feel worse." Xie Mianmian couldn't help but remind her.

When she was taking the college entrance exam, she was so nervous that she fell ill. She insisted on reading when she had a headache, and her mind was almost a mess. That period was really miserable.

Fortunately, I was admitted to a good school in the end.

Although Canghaicheng University is not the best school in the country, it is also very good in the country.

When Jiang Yan said yesterday that she wanted to apply to the best school, Xie Mianmian was happy for her.

Because she once thought so too.

Although she hasn't done it yet, she hopes that Jiang Yan and Lu Qinghuan's dreams can come true!

"Getting a good rest is the most important thing. If you get a good rest, you will get twice the result with half the effort in reading and it will be easier to learn."

"You really love studying." Lu Qinghuan couldn't help but say. She just played during the holidays, but Jiang Yan asked her brother's friend to buy a book for her.

Although these are not school textbooks, those who like to read are obviously great academic masters!

"Then let's study too! Have my mom and the others bring my textbooks over at noon!"

Seeing Jiang Yan so focused, Lu Qinghuan felt that he couldn't sit idle, so he made a proposal to Xie Mianmian.

"Then I will tutor you!" Xie Mianmian said.

Lu Qinghuan: "Okay! Call my brother, you two can come together, you teach me, and my brother will teach Yanyan. I can't stand my brother's way of teaching. He's good at learning on his own, but not so good at teaching others. Mianmian, you have to teach my brother well when the time comes!"