After I lost my job, I started to get rich from plane trading.

After Mo Qinglan took over the "nursing" job, he had more and more contact with the people in the station. Over time, the people in the station became more and more relaxed in front of Mo Qinglan.

"Hey, Professor, are you here again?" A sharp-eyed person saw Mo Qinglan and moved his mouth faster than his brain.

"Well, you just finished drinking the nutrient solution and were walking outside?" Mo Qinglan was not surprised and even asked him in return.

"Yes, I don't know why, but I feel more and more full recently after drinking nutrient solution." The man replied in an almost emotional tone.

Mo Qinglan paused after hearing this, and then said:

"How normal. You used to patrol everywhere and consume a lot. Naturally, you feel that one bottle is not a big deal. You may even feel that it is less. Now that you stay here every day, there is nothing to do, so naturally you can handle it."

"Haha, yes, I really hope to get better soon." After listening to Mo Qinglan's explanation, he seemed to have let go of something and suddenly became relaxed.

"Well, you have a good rest, and I'll change their dressings." Seeing that there was no smile on his face, Mo Qinglan felt a knot in her heart. She couldn't bear to stay here any longer, so she found an excuse to escape.

"Yeah, thank you for your hard work, Professor."

After saying this, he watched Mo Qinglan walk to the infirmary.

"Xixi, I seem to be unable to fulfill my promise..." The voice was thin and scattered in the wind.

Mo Qinglan, who walked to the infirmary with her back to him, felt uncomfortable at the moment. They all knew that what they just said was just false comfort.

How could the nutrient solution hold up?

You know, the nutrient solution they drank was specially made. At that time, in order to show the importance they attached to the border areas, the governor at that time opened a production line specifically for the personnel stationed here.

This production line only serves people like them. It prepares nutrient solution according to the physical fitness of the personnel stationed on the border and the actual situation of the station to ensure that the nutrient solution can meet consumption without wasting. It can also be regarded as one of the few "good products" for their group of people. something".

Mo Qinglan also drank a lot during this period. When the riots came and the consumption was high, he could even drink two drinks a day.

As long as it can be absorbed, it means that the body is in good condition, but now the person said "support"...

Mo Qinglan knew that his physical condition was probably very bad.

Although he knew from the beginning that the average service time or average life span of these people was not long, and it was not that no one died in the last few riots, he had no interaction with these people at that time and felt that it had nothing to do with him.

but now……

Humans are not grass and trees, and he is not heartless, so he naturally has feelings. Seeing their lives passing by, he has nothing to do...

This sense of powerlessness made it difficult for him to maintain a normal mind when facing such a situation.

But until he didn't think of a good way, he couldn't do anything. Thinking like this, Mo Qinglan slowly walked into the infirmary - he came to see the adjutant's condition.

The adjutant has been in a coma for such a long time, and there is a risk of becoming a vegetative state if he doesn't wake up.

"Good morning, professor, are you here to see the adjutant again?" The person who spoke was Ericson. He had just finished changing the medicine. Next to him was the adjutant who was lying peacefully.

"Yes, your commander is busy dealing with things, so I can only come and take a look. By the way, how are you recovering?" Mo Qinglan responded and asked him about his situation.

"Not bad, I'll be able to go to the ground in about ten days." Erikson replied.

He was following Zhu Lin this time, and the injuries he received were not minor, but he couldn't move. He lay in bed all day, and he felt like he was going moldy.

"Okay, I'll treat you to a nice meal when you recover." Mo Qinglan smiled.