Oracle [Transmigration Book]

Ten minutes later, Song Si got his own test report: mental health, slight split tendency, it is recommended to maintain a good mood, exercise more and rest more, and check regularly.

Chu Mingyi took the report and read it three times.

Yang Ke said: "No problem, who said he was schizophrenic?"

Chu Mingyi and Song Si looked at each other, and didn't betray the former chief, just finding an excuse to evade it.Yang Ke pulled Song Si to go to the laboratory, Chu Mingyi said: "I haven't had breakfast yet, I have to let him have breakfast first, and I'm bringing him to see a doctor..."

"Yes, yes, I just asked them to bring up breakfast, and they have everything they want," Yang Ke said, "Mingyi, please call Fu Xi over for me, waiting for you."

Chu Mingyi: "Hey, Song..."

Song Si ran away with Yang Ke.

The laboratory is in the innermost part of the corridor, with dozens of rooms and doors, occupying an area of ​​about one floor. The twists and turns are like a maze. Many colleagues in white coats are hurrying with documents, and some Still biting the buns.

"Our department is engaged in scientific research, and we don't have much clinical experience," Yang Ke said as he walked, "Ninghai Pharmaceutical currently has about 500 victims. The mild cases are arranged to be treated in ordinary hospitals, and the severe cases are sent to the hospital. The special inpatient department nurses and observes, and the extremely severe cases are transferred to our department."

As he spoke, he sighed: "Even so, there are more than 50 patients here. We are a confidential department, which involves all aspects of restrictions. It is the first time to accommodate ordinary patients in such a large area, and we have reached the limit."

Song Si asked: "What are the clinical symptoms?"

Yang Kedao: "It is divided into two parts. One is the physical sequelae. Most of the patients have taken Ninghai's medicine for more than a year, and they have symptoms of organ failure and physical aging in mild or severe cases. We have a very In a serious case, the patient bought Ninghai’s medicine to treat cancer. He was eager for quick success and took a large amount of medicine in a short period of time. At the age of 31, his hair was completely white, his teeth fell out, osteoporosis, and his organs failed in a large area, and he is still in the ICU. The machine hangs on."

Song Si nodded, the situation is the same as described in the novel, if you guessed right...

"There are still a small number of mental symptoms." Sure enough, Yang Ke continued, "This group of patients generally took medicine for more than three years. For some reason, they did not show signs of aging, but instead showed deformed abilities. Some feel that they have become smarter, some have physical abilities beyond human limits, and some can hear other people's mental activities... There are all kinds of them, but at the same time, they all suffer from a series of mental illnesses such as insomnia, auditory hallucinations, schizophrenia, and depression.

"Old patients are fine, they can be treated with conventional treatment after stopping the drug. Patients with supernatural abilities are the most troublesome, we can't figure it out, I need you and Fu Xi to help, and let's think about whether there is any treatment method."

Song Sidao: "I actually have some ideas."

Yang Ke's eyes lit up: "Let's listen."

Song Si thought for a moment, and briefly described the treatment method in the novel: "Liu Cenning adsorbed supernatural particles on starch, and then sealed them in capsules with special technology, allowing patients to take them orally through the digestive tract. Absorbed into the body. When Fu Xi and I treat patients, we also use our own special abilities. In the same way, if we analyze our supernatural particles and convert them into numbers, can we use modern network technology to heal superpowers on a large scale? patient?"

Yang Ke stopped abruptly, turned his head, and stared straight at Song Si.

Song Si was taken aback by his reaction, and stopped in his tracks: "What?"

Yang Ke's eyes were wide open, and he muttered something in a low voice. He turned around and continued to walk two steps forward. He quickly stepped back, looked at Song Si again, and said in a low voice, "What do you think?" It's dangerous. Didn't you tell anyone?"

"?" Song Si frowned, "Dangerous?"

"Have you ever thought that if the supernatural particles can be digitized, the transmission speed will be exponentially faster than that of medicine?"

Song Si instantly understood what he meant, and suddenly a coolness rose from behind.

yes.If according to the plot of the novel, a game is developed that specializes in curing patients with superpowers...

Some people can follow suit, crack the program, and make a game with the opposite effect.It doesn't even have to be games, music, novels, pictures, etc. can all be mediums!

Once these things are spread on the Internet, it is beyond the reach of Ninghai Pharmaceutical, and every ordinary person may have access to them.

Did the original author write this plot without in-depth consideration, or did he deliberately plant a big foreshadowing?

Song Si's expression also became serious, and said: "I haven't mentioned it to the rest of the people so far."

Yang Ke grabbed the mustache on his chin, paced back and forth in the corridor, whispering something to himself, as if he had completely immersed himself in his own world.

The two of them were standing in the middle of the corridor, one with green hair, and the other muttering words. The colleagues who came and went looked this way in amazement.Song Si was about to propose going to the laboratory first, but Yang Ke suddenly grabbed his hand and said repeatedly: "Genius, genius! Why didn't I think of it! Although the risk is very high, if digitalization can really be realized, then Absolutely all…”

A colleague passed by them, and Yang Ke quickly stopped talking.

When the person left, he lowered his voice: "I need to make a separate report with the director. This matter will not be settled in a short while. Let's go to the laboratory first."

Song Si's heartbeat speeded up, and he suddenly realized that he had inadvertently planted unknown seeds in this world.

What kind of sprout will this seed finally produce?

……

The head of the first section was in a state of excitement, and walked quickly all the way, leading Song Si into the innermost laboratory.

After pushing the door and entering, there is another compartment inside. There is a young and handsome man sitting in the transparent glass, not more than 30 years old. Apart from serious dark circles, he does not look terminally ill.Yang Kedao: "At present, the patient with the most headache has been taking medicine for five years, insomnia for more than 30 days, severe schizophrenia and self-abuse tendencies. When he was sent here, his arms and calves were severely burned. It's all done by yourself, tsk..."

The man's hands and feet were all handcuffed to the chair, his arms and legs were wrapped in white gauze, and the back of his right hand was connected to an IV. He looked suspiciously at Song Si outside.

"The ability test has certain energy fluctuations, but it is impossible to determine what the ability is, and he refuses to say." Yang Ke said, "It's all like this, he still insists that everything is normal, refuses to treat, and thinks that we will deprive him of his power. Personal freedom, go to court to sue us. Oh yes, he is a lawyer."

The indicator light next to the glass wall turned green, and the man inside spoke, and the voice came through the one-way intercom: "I'm not sick, let me go back to work."

Yang Ke held down the communicator, and said earnestly: "Xiao Zhang, the first rule of life: Don't hide your illness and avoid medical treatment. If you don't have a clear understanding of your physical condition, even if you go back to work, you can't concentrate on contributing to society. dont you agree?"

"Clear understanding?" The man looked at Song Si, "For example, when you were cheated on, did you consciously dye your hair green?"

Song Si who got shot inexplicably: What the hell?

As a patient, he came up and mocked the doctor's hair color first?

He suddenly had the urge to roll up his sleeves.

Yang Ke hurriedly pressed Song Si's arm, turned off the communicator, and smirked twice to smooth things over: "Haha, the young man's brain is not right, I'm joking with you. Your newly dyed hair is beautiful, especially beautiful!"

Song Si: "...Thank you."

Yang Ke said "hmm" twice: "How is it? Do you want to take a look?"

Song Sidao: "Show me his inspection report, I need to go into the compartment later."

Yang Ke took out two thick stacks of inspection reports, and Song Si quickly scanned them at a glance. The column of supernatural power monitoring was: energy fluctuation index level 3.24, ability performance is unknown, and the source of the fluctuation is the brain. "

He put on a thick protective suit and walked into the compartment.

The three cameras on the top of the head rotate and aim at them without blind spots, protecting the patients and doctors at the same time.

Song Si looked at the patient in front of him and said, "Song Si."

The man sighed: "Zhang Qi."

Song Si nodded, indicating that he had something to say.

Zhang Qi was a little impatient, moved a few times in the chair, and said: "I have told you countless times that I am not sick and do not need your selfless treatment. In addition, I need to take medicine regularly every day-don't use that look in your eyes, I know you have given Ninghai Group over to you," he snorted with some disdain at this point, "Ninghai Group's development idea is right, after 50 years, no, look back in 20 years, you guys You'll realize what a stupid thing you've done."

Song Si's expression remained unchanged, pointing to his leg: "Is this your hobby?"

"This is a necessary sacrifice," Zhang Qi said. "It is an inevitable war."

"War with yourself?"

Zhang Qi narrowed his eyes.

Song Si took off the helmet of the protective suit.

Seeing this scene, Yang Ke outside immediately frowned, and said in the earphone: "His ability has not yet been determined, it is very dangerous for you to do this! Song Si, be obedient, and quickly take the helmet back."

The moment the helmet was taken off, powerful and rich supernatural energy rushed towards his face, far exceeding the 3.24 written in the information, and was already close to a mature supernatural being completely out of control.Song Si's eyes turned into vertical pupils almost at the same time, and the creature in his brain woke up excitedly like a shark that smelled blood, occupied his brain, opened all his pores, and turned his body into a The duct that sucks food greedily sucks up the energy in the room.

In less than a minute, the fully awakened Twin Butterfly absorbed all the supernatural powers here, folded its wings contentedly, and lurked.Song Si was still in a state of trance, trying to regain control of his self-awareness, and stretched out his hand to hold the root of his nose.

Zhang Qi opened his mouth in a daze, his pupils were out of focus, and he leaned weakly in the chair, his shoulders began to tremble.

Song Si slowly came to his senses, and the sequelae of using his ability appeared: dry mouth, irritable mood, and craving for ice cream.

He looked at Zhang Qi in the chair and asked, "Is there still a need for war?"

Zhang Qi's handsome face twisted, he looked down at his horrific arms and calves, and groaned from the back of his throat, "It hurts..."

Song Si put on the helmet again, licked his lips, and felt that he needed to rest.

He said: "There will be another doctor coming later. Cooperate with the treatment and strive to be discharged as soon as possible....Well, remember to pay the medical expenses."

He turned and walked out.

"Doctor Song." Zhang Qi suddenly stopped him.

When Song Si was in a temper tantrum, he turned his head away, thinking that if this kid dared to say a word about his hair, he would beat him on the spot until he knew himself again.

Zhang Qi stared at him blankly, and asked:

"Do you have a date?"

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