Master, I Need Charging

In the pure white laboratory, the man’s voice was cold and low—

"Finger will not tremble under your own control. It is due to a slight rejection reaction between the mental source and the body. It has now been restored and has returned to normal. In general, the situation of the spiritual source is still very good. There was a slight rejection reaction, and the next three days of observation, there should be no more problems..."

Wu Qingen sat on the induction platform and tried to move her finger, everything was fine.

With a smile on his face, he said: "Professor Wang has such achievements at a young age. I am afraid that the future will be infinite..."

Pei Lijun heard the words and smiled on his face. "You have won the prize. I am just a researcher. Whatever the future is, it is only in this laboratory."

Wu Qing'en seemed to point out: "It's not difficult to get out of this laboratory, as long as...good at grasping opportunities, and this thing of opportunity is always fleeting."

Pei Lijun was silent, and after a while, he smiled and answered, "General Wu said that it was my eyes that were out of sight."

Wu Qingen smiled and patted on Pei Lijun's shoulder, walked out, stopped at the door, turned around and said: "I remember, in a few days, it seems that it is the day of transplantation for Lu Zhengde?"

Pei Lijun replied in a low voice: "Yes, but Lu's mental state is very weak, and it is temporarily not suitable for transplantation. I have already reported it to Major General Lu, and I will give priority to other generals for transplantation."

"Oh, this..." Wu Qingen thought for a while, and said, "Since Lu Zhengde is inconvenient, let Liu Yandong come first. Old Liu's disease, he can't sleep for half a night every night, and transplant one day earlier And can get a good night's sleep."

Pei Lijun's lips twitched, "Yes, you can rest assured that General Liu will recover soon."

Wu Qingen smiled and went out.

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In the laboratory, a woman came out from behind the instrument, wrapped in a long gray coat, and looked solemn.

Li Qingkong frowned: "Are you really going to transplant that surnamed Liu?"

Pei Lijun nodded recklessly and turned to the computer.

Li Qingkong followed up, "But if Lu Zhengde is not transplanted, Lu Anxu will definitely not give up."

Pei Lijun sat down and turned on the computer, "Lu Zhengde's spiritual source has a problem. If he does, Lu Anxu will not let me go."

"something wrong?"

"Well, although we can't make a conclusion yet, I suspect that Lu Zhengde has contracted Alzheimer's disease."

Li Qingkong froze, "Alzheimer?"

"Yes, a progressive neurodegenerative disease. Clinically it is characterized by comprehensive dementia manifestations such as memory impairment, aphasia, aphasia, misrecognition, executive dysfunction, and you can call it dementia. Pei Lijun smiled slightly at the LCD screen of the computer. "A generation of owls, but in his later years he turned into a demented crazy old man, heh... how cruel."

Li Qingkong murmured: "Can't the spirit transplant save him?"

"I can't save it. The premise of spiritual transplantation is that the spiritual source must be energetic and healthy." Pei Lijun slid the mouse and clicked a few times, a window was displayed on the screen, and the picture was a girl's room, but at this time, There was no one in the room.

Pei Lijun frowned, glanced at the time in the lower right corner, and muttered: "How come he hasn't returned yet." Then he closed the window impatiently.

Li Qingkong asked: "Do you need to explain it to Major General Lu? If it causes conflicts, it will be difficult for you to be caught in the middle..."

"I can't explain it!" Pei Lijun said impatiently. "I have done several failed mental transplants before. The performance characteristics of the experimental body are similar to dementia. Lu Anxu has also seen those failed experimental bodies with my own eyes. If I do it for Lu Zhengde After the mental transplantation, and Lu Zhengde gradually became demented due to Alzheimer's disease, Lu Anxu would only think that my experiment failed!-Since it will offend him no matter whether it is done or not, it is better to let them infight now. "

Li Qingkong worried: "Is there any danger?"

Pei Lijun chuckled, "Clear sky, I'm not in danger someday? Just look for the direction, the danger is not terrible. Rest assured... Those old men are not a single iron plate, these people are all pregnant with ghosts, and I now... just need a little, take advantage of it, um, I need to do it."

After thinking about it, Li Qingkong asked, "Is there anything I need to do?"

Pei Lijun looked out of the window and stayed for a while, murmured: "Need, of course need... When I get the instrument, I will find a way to send you and Laoding out. I have no interest in this game. I will play with them again. Go on."

After speaking, he looked at Li Qingkong and lowered his voice: "Take good care of Ding Ding. We will... need to rely on him in many places in the future."

"Yes, I will." Li Qing nodded her head, her delicate lips curled into a straight line, and walked out with a solemn look.

Pei Lijun watched Li Qingkong leave and pouted, "Sure enough, it's completely different..."

Youyou sighed and opened the monitoring window again.

At this time, a young girl appeared in the originally empty room. She was leaning on the bed, holding the book in her hand, and was watching.

Pei Lijun zoomed in on the lens to see that it was an English textbook and muttered to himself: "Learning English?...I can teach you..."

Someone walked into the room again, as if it was her sister, who handed her a peeled orange, and turned around.

Pei Lijun looked at the girl eating oranges and smiled, "Is it delicious? Isn't it sweet?...like you...sweet?...my little sweetheart..."

The girl was eating oranges one by one, and her small mouth was tender and tender after being moistened with juice. Her cheeks bulged slightly, chewing, and seriously cute. The way she eats oranges makes people feel as if they are sweet and juicy even across the screen.

Gently rubbing his finger against the screen~www.wuxiaspot.com~ After a while, the person suddenly stood up and Pei Lijun ran out, shouting, "Clear sky? Clear sky!"

Li Qingkong ran down from the upstairs, and his face was pale with Pei Lijun's quick cries. "What happened?"

"Are there oranges?" Pei Lijun asked her.

"Ah?" Li Qingkong thought he had heard it wrong.

Pei Lijun said: "Oranges, are there? If not, tell the buyer, I want to eat oranges, I will eat them today."

"...Oh, okay." Li Qingkong was a little puzzled, but she always obeyed Pei Lijun's words and was ready to find a buyer now.

"Wait a moment." Pei Lijun suddenly stopped her again.

Li Qingkong looked back confused, "How?"

Pei Lijun raised a strange smile at the corner of his mouth and said, "Oranges, sweet, the sweeter the better."

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