The villain's self-cultivation

The pain on the calf seemed to be transmitted to the brain after a delay. After being carried into the medical cabin of the aircraft by Rong Yue, Ruan Wan gradually felt the pain, and the blood on his face faded.

The medical cabin will automatically detect and judge the physical condition of the injured, and integrate each data to select the most suitable method for quick treatment, which is much more professional and convenient than manual ones.

But the medical cabin did not give him anesthesia, and seemed to judge that his physical condition could not fall asleep at this moment, and he had to stay awake, so he kept emitting a drug that could stimulate his nerves, making Ruan Wan teetering on the verge of dizziness, unable to get relief.

Rong Yue was in a state of anxiety outside the cabin, watching the weak fingertips inside slowly and feebly slipping down from the glass cabin, the small ball of body struggling back and forth in the white medical cabin and dragging out a large swath of glaring bloodstains, his heart and lungs were in pain. As if being dug out to be run over by a battleship, the pain was suffocating.

The treatment process was extremely long for him, and the short ten minutes seemed to have experienced ten years of pain, and it made his whole body linger.

Recalling what happened today, he felt like he was on a roller coaster, with ups and downs. He was obviously overflowing with happiness in the few minutes when he took the stage, but when he saw Ruan Wan falling from the fifth floor, he felt like The son fell into the abyss.

The moment he rushed over, he didn't have any thoughts, his movements were faster than his brain, and the moment he hugged someone tightly, fear crawled from the depths of his heart to fill his brain nerves.

The gilt armor on his body sent him a report of crack feedback. The armor was forged by him on another energy-rich planet. It was fused with his essence and blood, and it would sense it before it was hit by a huge impact. The surface layer of skin rises to protect him, and even eases the ablation of some of the hedge.

He couldn't imagine what the final situation would be like if he didn't have this thing.

Maybe Ruan Wan will be injured more seriously than now, or even die, just the thought of passing through his mind makes him unbearable.

The indicator light in the medical cabin turned from red to green, and the curved glass door slowly opened. The wound on Ruan Wan's calf had been healed, and the wound was sealed with a special transparent material, leaving only a slender dark red bloodstain. is slowly healing.

But the blood that flowed out of the wound was not cleaned up, and the blood stains spread all over the medical cabin due to Ruan Wan's struggle, bright and mottled, as if he had experienced a cruel massacre, which made people shudder to see.

Rong Yue pursed his lips tightly, and carried Ruan Wan out of the medical cabin. The body in his arms seemed to have just been fished out of the water. Drenched in cold sweat, he was weakly pressed against his chest, his face Her face was also wet, her eyes were weakly red, her black hair stuck to her pale neck and forehead, her arms were dangling and drooping, and she was lifeless.

Gently kissing Ruan Wan's bloodless lips, Rong Yue opened his body data panel, looked at the changed numbers with a gloomy face, and tightened his arms.

For Ruan Wan, the trauma this time was not just a simple cut. The manufacture of laser bombs is inseparable from stellar matter, and the radiation brought by its explosion shock wave is far stronger than the daily light. Omen, unguarded, was hit hard by these.

The killing intent in Rong Yue's heart reached an unprecedented peak.

The aircraft stopped in the parking room on the top of the building. He hugged the person and took the elevator down to the room. He changed Ruan Wan into thin pajamas and put them gently on the mattress. His pale face was sunk in the soft pillow. At the end of the treatment, he had fallen asleep, his brows were frowning, and he didn't even seem to be at peace in his dreams.

A call came from Rong Yue's communicator at this time, he leaned over and rubbed Ruan Wan's eyebrows, set the value of the robot guard, then walked out of the room quietly, and pressed to connect.

"Major General, the experts at the Magnetic Mountain Data Station have received news that the explosion at the Interstellar Academy seems to have affected the magnetic storm on Magnetic Mountain. The subsequent impact has not been detected, but it should not be small."

"Well, I'll send someone to take a look," Rong Yue pondered, "Who used the authority to launch the laser bombs, have you found out?"

"Not yet, my subordinates will find out as soon as possible."

"Hmm..." Rong Yue stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows in the living room, his brows and eyes became more and more grim under the gradually gray and cold sky, "If you find any doubts, you can tell me directly, don't worry."

"Yes!"

After hanging up the communication, he wanted to go into the house to check on Ruan Wan's condition, but the communicator rang impatiently again.

This time it was his father, Rong Sheng, the commander of the capital.

As soon as the calm and deep voice came, he began to scold him: "You boy! Why are you still huddled at home behind closed doors and seeing no one after such a big incident? The Star Academy doesn't need you to come forward? Don't you need to go to the Cishan side to see it yourself? ?”

Rong Yue frowned: "I can't leave, let someone else go."

"Asshole! Is someone else's identity the same as yours? Are you still in this seat?"

"Ruan Wan was injured and is still unconscious, how can I have time to worry about other things?" Rong Yue's tone gradually became impatient.

"That kid... I saw the video, is it serious?"

"Seriously," Rong Yue said with a cold face, "it's very serious to me."

"You boy..." Rong Sheng didn't take it to heart, Rong Yue's words could only prove that he was very angry, the injury is probably not serious, otherwise he probably wouldn't be answering his communication now.

It's just that Rong Sheng didn't expect that this kid actually cared so much about the children of the Ruan family, which is a good thing.

He paused, and said: "The little guy probably needs to sleep for a while, come to my place, the person who fired the laser bomb...I've found it for you."

"So fast!?" Rong Yue was startled, glanced at the closed door of the master bedroom, hesitated for a moment, with a flash of murderous intent in his eyes, and said, "I'll be right over."

Ruan Wan can't wake up in a short time, and this house has been carefully equipped by him. Except that he and Ruan Wan can come in and out at will, even ten laser bombs can't be blown up. The safety is top-notch, so there is nothing to worry about.

He entered the room and tucked the quilt for Ruan Wan. Seeing that the child's body temperature remained within the normal range, he glanced at the time and decided to go early and return early.

And ten minutes after he left, Ruan Wan suddenly woke up from his sleep, with a lot of sharp voices in his head, a pair of dark eyes staring blankly at the ceiling, panting rapidly with his mouth open, cold sweat dripping from his temples.

After a while, he called out "Rong Yue" in a low voice, but no one answered.

Ruan Wan called the system again, but he still couldn't hear the familiar voice. He loosened his fingers holding the quilt suddenly, and felt a sense of despair in his heart for no reason, as if he suddenly lost any hope, and then he got up and stumbled. He ran to the door, opened it and rushed out.

The author says:

A child is missing!A child is missing!The mentally ill child is lost!Go pick up the baby!Guess who picked up the baby first!