My Little Pony: My Little Pony The Martian

AMICITAS Mission Three – Mission Day 422

ARES 3 solar day 415

"Mark, you lost five kilograms."

"As I expected," Mark replied, "Most of it is probably due to my bone loss. It is a common symptom in a low-gravity environment. But compared with the same time point in several other Ares missions, the current Bone loss is a little more severe.”

Feihuo thought about it carefully, "The Ares mission lasts for one year, right? At this time of the other missions, you have been home for two months now."

"Anyway, as long as you understand what I mean." Mark changed his subject, "Hey, now it's your turn to get on the scale. Everyone is already fine."

"Blood pressure," Spitfire looked extremely cautious, "body temperature, nerve reflexes, and breathing. Just follow the old rules. (You know the drill.)" The last sentence was learned from some TV shows they had watched. Feihuo appreciates this idiom. She liked the phrase even more after she learned that the word drill in this context did not refer to that kind of tool.

The other four refugees have already completed this process. This proposal was actually given by NASA in a Pathfinder conversation this morning. Soon, they will no longer have the opportunity to use the sample scale (soon to be driving on a long journey, and naturally they will not take this unnecessary equipment with them). Therefore, at this point in time, it seems to be a good choice to conduct a physical examination for all team members to evaluate each person's physical health. Of course, tests that require blood draws are definitely out of the question, but routine, non-invasive tests can still be performed.

Unsurprisingly, Dragonfly's measurements were by far the worst, with his weight down a full ten kilograms from the baseline measurement recorded three hundred days ago. Mark's loss of five kilograms ranked second, but his original total weight was even greater than that of Fireball, let alone compared to several others.

Having said that, this dragon actually weighed a full three kilograms. Everyone took the opportunity to make a few jokes about eating rocks, but soon the focus returned to business.

Feihuo then continued to conduct several other physical examinations according to the procedure. Both lungs were clear and there was no decrease in vital capacity. (Only Dragonfly's respiratory function showed significant decline.) The body temperature was normal and the heart sounds were normal. The heart rate slowed down slightly and the blood pressure was slightly lower, but according to the database on the computer in the habitat, these two indicators were within the error range. In short, Mark is basically in the best health that could be expected, and even the burn scar on his right upper arm has healed well and is almost gone.

At the same time, Fei Huo was also secretly thankful for one thing: apart from varying degrees of lack of magic energy, the only patients in the group were caused by injuries. It was obvious that neither the Malaysian visitors nor the only humans here carried any infectious diseases that might wipe out the refugees.

Or should I say so; even if there is, it is a common disease that everyone has standard immunity to. If Spitfire's understanding of the theory of parallel universes is correct, the probability that the type of flora on Mark's body is more or less consistent with the flora carried by the ponies is actually quite high. Of course, Starlight's theories often confuse Spitfire when discussing the relationship between the two universes, so her idea may not be correct.

Yet her main concerns remain. According to the special considerations of Mark's boss, Mark was quarantined for several weeks before the launch to ensure that he would not spread infectious diseases to his team members. The ponies certainly didn't handle it with such caution at the time, but their weeks-long training environment was very close to isolation, and now it seems to have achieved almost the same effect. But after they really escape Mars, no matter which planet they return to first, non-native visitors will inevitably be exposed to various disease-causing factors in the environment, and even the remaining local residents will Long-term residence in space will also cause the immune system to be severely weakened and unable to effectively resist the risk of disease.

To put it bluntly, when they return, no matter where they decide to go first, they will definitely become seriously ill.

"Okay, Spitfire," Mark said, "it's your turn."

"Okay." Even without hands, most of the inspections so far have been done by Fei Huo. However, it was too difficult for her to get used to the physical examination with her hooves, so she had to let Mark do it for her. She jumped onto the workbench and stepped on the scale - she only lost 1.25 kilograms, which was not bad - and then stood obediently, silently accepting Mark's mercy and carefully checking it.

She couldn't help but twitch when Mark inserted the ear thermometer into her (compared to the ancient ear thermometer in the Amicitas medical bag, which was much better to use - that antique would stay with the steel scale) Lower ears. Mark was startled by the sudden movement, and Spitfire drooped his twitching ears when he saw it. She said angrily, "I told you I was sorry for kicking you."

"I feel like my abdominal muscles should have forgiven you," the bruise on Mark's stomach had faded a little, but was still clearly visible after he took off his shirt, "but I still have a bit of a psychological shadow for the time being."

"Get on with it." This is another English idiom that Feihuo has embraced. Not only is it easy to use, but the number of syllables in the entire sentence is even less than that of many English words.

Originally, the test results were normal, so we went all the way to the last item: the spirometry test. She couldn't believe her ears when she heard the result, "How much did you say?"

"Twenty percent down," Mark repeated. "It's as bad as a dragonfly."

Feihuo let out a long sigh and slumped forward on the table. "No," she replied, "it's much worse."

"What's wrong, are you willing to tell me?" Mark noticed something unusual.

Feihuo snorted, "Then you can help me...finish my...sentence? Do you want to correct me?"

Mark also sighed, "Everyone, could you please go find something to do in the rover or somewhere else?"

"Mark, are you sure you want to do this?" Tingting seized the opportunity again and started teasing, "I think we should all know that even if Fei Huo's lung capacity is only 80%, she will definitely be able to kick you half to death."

"go out."

Fireball couldn't help laughing after hearing this, "Insect was right."

"Get out, get out of here."

"Everyone, please stop making trouble," Cherry Berry came to smooth things over. "Dingting should be able to find something for us to do, such as checking the wiring. Put on your space suit and go out."

Five minutes later, only Spitfire and Mark were left sitting on a bunk in the cabin. "Okay, we are here," she didn't even bother to hide the bitterness in her tone, "What exactly do you want me to say, ah?"

"What about this..." Mark seemed to think for a while (for the first time) before speaking, "How about we do this first? You can say whatever you want in Pony language, and I will answer in English. What do you think? That's it. We can communicate fairly."

"What?" Spitfire immediately switched to Pony language after hearing this, "But you can't even understand Pony language! Not to mention that you absolutely can't speak it at all! That's why we all have to learn English!"

"I can understand more than you think." Mark replied, "Because you guys are not very good at grouping together and starting to speak Pony language. I am indeed a bit rusty now, but I still have many opportunities to listen. You said it. And speaking of which, you never said anything was wrong when I spoke Pony language."