Star Wars: The Silver Pledge

"Hey, are you awake? That's great, I didn't miscalculate! Speaking of which, your physique is really amazing. Where did you undergo transformation? When I first picked you up, I thought you probably wouldn't be able to wake up. Well, in the end, I only slept for three days..."

In a trance, Sean seemed to hear someone chattering in his ears.

"However, even if it has been modified, it can't be so stingy. After all, it is a human body, and it is not a robot that can be replaced with spare parts at any time. Even if it is a robot, frequent replacement of components is not a good thing."

Sean blinked to clear his vision.

He should be lying in the ruins, at least what he saw in front of him, it's hard to call it a roof, it's more like a cave, rough and hideous.

"But waking up is only the first level. You have many wounds on your body, and your internal organs are also bleeding. I don't have all the medicines here. If you don't be stronger, you won't be able to survive."

Sean tried to take a deep breath, only to feel a gust of cold air pouring into his lungs, making him feel a little stiff all over, but it was only stiff... Those previous traumas had been handled skillfully and bandaged up.

"However, since you have passed the most difficult hurdle, I believe that with your vitality, you will not be troubled by the following problems. In short, you must have full confidence in the future, understand? I don't want to work hard to save you. A dead man."

Sean tried to make a fist, and the feedback from his arm made him realize that he was in a state of extreme weakness—he could hardly make a fist.

"Forget it, I almost forgot to say so much. The most important thing for the wounded is to supplement nutrition. I just bought some food and made a pot of porridge. Let's drink a bowl while it's hot."

Sean didn't care about his physical weakness. As a Jedi apprentice, the Force was still with him, and so was the courage to overcome all difficulties. He closed his eyes again and let the familiar feeling return to him.

The connection to the Force remains the same, if not stronger than ever.

"Oh, don't sleep. Even if you want to sleep, drink the porridge before going to bed. It won't taste good when it's cold. What you need most now is nutritional supplements..."

There was constant noise in his ears, and at the same time, Sean felt a not-so-strong arm pull him up from the bed, leaning on a pile of soft cushions.

Even though he was a little tired and sleepy, Sean opened his eyes again, and then he saw a scruffy face with a messy beard and hair, approaching with a sincere smile.

Maybe a local bum? But compared to the average tramp, this person seemed a bit out of place.

Although his face is scruffy, he is not dirty, but his beard and hair are not well-trimmed; judging from his facial features and skin, he has entered middle age, but his eyes are clear, his complexion is ruddy, and he looks full of vitality; It smells bad, and even the fingernails have been carefully taken care of without leaving any dirt.

Even in this cave-like space, there are all kinds of dilapidated furniture and equipment from the Ninth District, which makes the space look small but full... In Xiao En's view, he is more like a slovenly artist.

And the hot porridge held in the hands of this middle-aged man with artistic temperament exudes an irresistible sweet smell.

Sean couldn't help but growl in his stomach.

The middle-aged man smiled, and spooned the hot porridge to Sean's mouth.

Sean didn't refuse the other party's kindness, but felt delicious. Suka shredded pork was added to the porridge, and there was a taste of vegetables and dairy products.

"White porridge is easy to absorb but has no nutrition. This is a nourishing porridge specially made for you. Drink as much as you can."

Xiao En nodded, and finished the whole bowl of porridge bit by bit with the spoon in the other party's hand. Afterwards, the man cleaned the bowl and spoon in an old sink, carefully took it back to the closet, took out a new bowl and spoon, scooped a bowl of porridge for himself, and savored it carefully.

Seeing Xiao En staring at him seriously, the middle-aged man smiled slightly: "I know you haven't eaten enough, but you are still weak and can't eat too much, so bear with it for now."

Sean shook his head and asked, "Why did you save me?"

The middle-aged man was stunned for a moment, put down the porridge bowl, and asked back: "I saw someone fell in front of me, so I came to the rescue, do you need any special reason?"

Xiao En didn't take it seriously: "This is Tianxuan Ninth District, right?"

"That's right, Tianxuan Ninth District, a place where good people don't live long." The middle-aged man said calmly, "If someone else fell in front of me, I really wouldn't be able to save them. After all, I always have to ensure my own safety first. Save People who shouldn’t be saved can easily lose their lives.”

"Then, why?" Sean pondered for a moment, and asked straight to the point, "Because of the reward?"

"I don't know what the bounty is, and I don't want to know." The middle-aged man wrote lightly, "Only those gang members who are blinded by interests will take the bounty above seriously. I saved you because you are walking with me .”

Sean couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Peer? Are you a Jedi too? !

But the middle-aged man stretched out his two messy and bushy eyebrows, pointed to a thick belt hanging on the wall, and said with a smile, "Are you a doctor too?"

Xiao En was stunned, and then suddenly realized that the wide belt was a special equipment he made for himself in the base of the Red Apricot Squad.

Inside the belt was the first-aid ointment tailor-made for him by Uncle Xu, and there was also a set of exquisite first-aid surgical instruments hidden—Sean considered that he had to go on the road alone, so he was quite well prepared.

Fortunately, the belt was not damaged after a series of vicious battles with Xia Xi, and it became Xiao En's doctor's certificate.

The middle-aged man said again: "Of course, I know that besides being a doctor, you also do other jobs part-time, but that doesn't matter to me. After all, I'm also working part-time now, part-time homeless, haha."

After laughing for a while, the middle-aged man said: "In short, as long as you are a doctor, you are worth my help. After all, if the doctors don't save the doctors, who else in the world will save the doctors?"

Xiao En frowned, always felt that the middle-aged man's calm words contained heavy bitterness, but he couldn't taste it carefully, and felt tired again.

The middle-aged man said: "Okay, don't talk too much, go to bed early after drinking the porridge, and let's talk slowly after you recover some energy."

Sean nodded, slowly closed his eyes, and lay down on the bed.

Before sleepiness fell completely, Sean asked, "I haven't asked for your name yet."

"Wang Yi."

"I'm Xiao En, thank you Mr. Wang Yi for saving your life."

"You don't need to be so polite, it's a doctor's bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded."