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Lin Qiye froze in place.

"Can't feel the legs?" Lin Qiye came back to his senses, and immediately scanned his body again with mental strength, "No...your legs are not injured, how can you not feel them?"

"I don't know... But, I just can't feel them." An Qingyu's expression was extremely bitter.

"Don't worry, you just woke up from a coma, and your body is normal even if you haven't fully recovered. I'll send someone from the headquarters in a while... No, we'll take you to the headquarters in a while for inspection. The equipment there needs to be perfect. Some."

Lin Qiye said calmly, "Old Cao, you go drive, I'll carry Qingyu...Jiang Er, can you fly into the trunk by yourself?"

"Yes." Jiang Er nodded heavily.

As Jiang Er's coffin floated up automatically, Cao Yuan picked up the car keys on the table and quickly walked into the yard,

[Night Curtain] The team's temporary car in Shangjing was originally prepared by Baili Pangpang. It is big enough to seat seven people, and the seat is very spacious. Even the trunk has been modified, more than enough to hold a coffin.

Lin Qiye put some clothes on An Qingyu, and walked directly into the car with his back on his back.

The cold wind in the autumn night in Shangjing was icy cold, An Qingyu was wrapped in a crimson cloak, leaning on Lin Qiye's back, looking at the red taillights that lit up in the yard, her lips pursed slightly...

"Seven nights." He said softly.

"Ok?"

"You said... what if I become a useless person in the future?"

Lin Qiye, who was striding forward with Anqingyu on his back, paused and frowned, "What stupid words are you talking about? You are Anqingyu, a monster whose head can grow back by itself. It's just a pair of legs. How can you let it grow back?" You become useless?

Even if this leg is really useless, at worst, I will sit in a wheelchair in the future. Jiang Er can lie in a coffin and follow us all the way to the present. Even if you sit in a wheelchair, you are still our vice-captain of [Night Curtain]... No one can Take your place. "

Lin Qiye's voice was extremely firm in the cold wind, An Qingyu stared blankly at his profile, and after a while, smiled helplessly,

"Hope it..."

[Night Curtain] The team's temporary station is not far from the headquarters in Shangjing, but within 20 minutes, the vehicle slowly stopped downstairs.

At the same time, a team of logistics personnel had already been carrying a stretcher and waited at the bottom of the building for a long time. When they saw Lin Qiye and others arriving, they immediately stepped forward, carefully carried An Qingyu onto the stretcher, and sent him to the building.

On the way here, Lin Qiye called the headquarters, and the staff in the logistics and medical departments had already prepared everything... An Qingyu is the vice-captain of the [Night Curtain] team and a hero of the entire Great Xia. Can afford this battle.

Lin Qiye, Jiang Er, and Cao Yuan stood in the corridor, watching An Qingyu being pushed into the ward. As the door of the ward closed dully, the corridor fell into dead silence.

"Jiang'er, don't worry too much. Tianzun said before that there will be some sequelae after the soul is traumatized. It's not a big deal." Lin Qiye comforted Jiang'er when he saw the worry on Jiang'er's face.

"Yes, no matter what, it's best for people to wake up." Cao Yuan continued.

Jiang Er hummed lightly, "I know... no matter what he becomes, I will take good care of him."

Lin Qiye and Cao Yuan looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

The three of them just waited in the corridor for more than 20 minutes, and a figure in a white coat pushed the door out. Lin Qiye recognized him. He was the deputy director of the logistics department of Shangjing and the top medical talent of the Night Watchmen.

"Doctor Zheng, how is it?" Lin Qiye asked.

Dr. Zheng opened his mouth, with a hesitant expression, and after a while, he still made a "please" gesture,

"Come in and talk."

The three of Lin Qiye walked into the medical room, Dr. Zheng picked up a few films from the table, and placed them in front of everyone one by one.

"We have checked thoroughly, and there is nothing wrong with Deputy An's leg itself."

"No problem? Then why did he..."

"The reason why he can't control his legs should be something wrong with the soul itself." Dr. Zheng said seriously, "We just tested his soul with the Forbidden Ruins...but it's strange, we can't perceive it. Looking at the whole picture of his soul, his soul... seems to be different from normal people."

"I heard Tianzun said this." Lin Qiye nodded slightly.

"We can't thoroughly analyze his soul, so we can't judge where the problem is, but from the analysis of the current situation, it should be that his soul itself has undergone a mutation, resulting in a deviation in the control of the body.

This situation is more difficult, because any means of modern medicine can't work on the soul. Just now we tried to restore the soul with some special forbidden ruins, but it didn't work at all. His soul is completely immune to any influence from the outside world. ... In this case, no matter how strong his body's regenerative ability is, or even changing his body directly, it cannot be completely solved. "

After listening to Dr. Zheng's explanation, Lin Qiye and the others frowned slightly.

"You mean...his leg is out of order?"

"Theoretically so."

Lin Qiye's body shook slightly, and there was an indescribable sadness in his eyes.

"But...his problems are far more than these." Dr. Zheng sighed.

"What do you mean?" Lin Qiye was taken aback.

"Come with me." Dr. Zheng led the three of them, opened a door inside the medical room, walked through a corridor, and came to another closed room.

The furnishings of this room are very simple, like a monitoring room, dense screens are put together on the wall, and various medical monitoring machines are connected to each other and gathered in a central console.

"Look at this." Dr. Zheng pointed to a screen on the wall.

Lin Qiye and the others turned their heads and looked. The monitor was monitoring a small, narrow room. An Qingyu and a doctor were sitting on both sides of a small table. Paper with different numbers and symbols, and something similar to building blocks.

"What are they doing?"

"Do the questions." Dr. Zheng said slowly, "Addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, equation and inequality calculations, logical reasoning of events, and the splicing and creation of building blocks... This project is usually given to patients whose brains have been severely injured and their consciousness is confused. Prepared to identify whether their brain thinking function is functioning normally."

"Why did you show us this?" Cao Yuan asked puzzled.

Dr. Zheng sighed, raised the tip of his right finger, tapped his temple, and said slowly:

"Compared to the loss of sensation in the legs, Vice-Captain An's really serious problem is here..."