Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 559 Life Medicine Investigation Report

On the day when Hei Tian was angry, more than one person lost consciousness.The immature ears of children are not strong enough for such shocks, and there are fainting people in most houses.

However, in the moment of the end, more sober people panicked and watched out the window urgently.They did not violate the request, because the doors and windows were tightly closed.The proper position on the wall happens to have many gaps, which are usually blocked by the internal hangings, which is due to the material nature of the grass-based laminate.

People wait for the next scary or bizarre sight.Wait for the fire that flies in the wind, or the deadly fog.But nothing happened.When that moment passed for a long time, the people who walked out of the door were also safe and sound.

Perhaps Krishna was only temporarily angry.People try to come to a conclusion.Perhaps it was the Collectors using their divine powers.

— but the chariot did not return.

Someone was gesticulating quietly in the shade of the bazaar.Then the next person chimed in.Another person agrees.People maintain absolute obedience in daily life, but keep their eyes on the direction of the high ground.

The Gatherers did not return.Unlike all the years they visited in the past, the chariot came to the water source with the direction of the wind, and went away from the water source against the wind.This path must have made sense, since keen minds have discovered that chariots do not, in fact, fly particularly high.They have to go back to where they came from in order to open the portal to Krishna.

Either way, the chariot can cross the summit.If you leave around the mountain, the chariot doesn't have to go back the same way.This is how people interpret the status quo.Their eyes were still fixed on the edge.

Many more days passed.When people get used to the dark and empty sky, the owner of the single house appears at the fair.He was neither beautiful nor ugly, and he looked exactly like the locals, yet everyone stared at him.People don't gesture to him, let alone approach him actively, but follow him from a distance.

They wondered why he was alive.And even if that question wasn't immediately answered, they wanted to know what he was planning to buy.

He bought fuel, powder ground from blackstone ore.Sound tubes, from smallest to largest size.Crystal oscillator can do the simplest lighting and power generation.In addition, there is a small pot of water floating grass in flowering period.

People were disappointed that these materials were of little value but laborious, and could not produce anything complex except the most basic of uses.

Those who live alone are ready to leave.A particularly brave man stopped him.

What on earth do you do?the man asked with gestures.

Study the problems of life.The solitary answered.People suddenly realized that this person was a doctor.

Physicians are rare.Perhaps the Collectors forgive him for that.This is not impossible.In any case, the chariot with its long hanging string did not return.Didn't come the next year either.

In that uneventful year, being near the house of a solitary person was no longer forbidden.Zha and a few children around him began to like it.They often knock on the door and run away.Sometimes I wait at the door to see if the doctor responds.Two or three times out of ten, the doctor would open the door and let them in.In that humble house, they happened to see some small objects that they had never seen elsewhere.A small piece of brightly colored metal.A boulder hanging up and down.A thumb-sized moth that understands certain gestures.

When Za and the other children stayed in the solitary man's house, he never actively communicated with them, but he never left either.He sat on the only bench in the room and watched them fiddle with everything in the room coldly.There are always those white papers in the room, but the doctor never writes or draws on them.Zha only rarely saw him pick up the paper and fold it into random shapes.The red insect inhabiting the lampshade spread its wings and tried to escape in a panic.

Zha went home and described what he saw to his parents.He was told that those were healing materials.All physicians, even the misnamed ones, at least know how to treat and alleviate arrhythmias.

Another year passed, and the Collectors came to visit.Zha's younger sister was born.

After waiting anxiously for fifteen hours, Zha's family realized it was a dangerous delivery.A random risk that cannot be eliminated by good health, and then deteriorates into haemorrhage and shock.Zha's father called Zha and his sister, gave them ten crystal oscillators, and asked them to find the doctor.

Sister Zabi, who is good at running, took the lead in completing the trek on the mountain road.He knocked on the door of the solitary man and handed the crystal oscillator to him.

Save my mother and sister.He begged with gestures.

The solitary man still looked at Zha with his unresponsive face.He quickly closed the door again.

Zha started kicking on the door.

Before the door fell down, the solitary man came out with a basket.In the basket was a bottle containing insects, a large bundle of red meat thread wrapped around a vocal tube, several knives and thin tubes folded from white paper.

The doctor took these to Zha's house.The howling of the pregnant woman's pain quickly died down as he entered the house.After a while, the baby let out a high-pitched cry.The doctor came out of the room with bloodstained hands and a basket.His paper tools are spotless, while the moth in the bottle twitches in agony as if dying.

Those who heard about it were amazed by the superb skill displayed by the doctor.They praised him, thinking that he was indeed an expert in the problems of life.Many people visited him before the scheduled delivery day, hoping to get him to check in early.

Physicians are always behind closed doors.Nevertheless, people began to respect him.They also approached him with non-medical questions, such as how to make animals behave, or increase their luck in finding minerals.Once the physician opened the door, his advice always helped.Only once was he asked how to pursue love, and the doctor examined the other person, then closed the door and never opened it for this person again.

Zha often went to the doctor's home.He has started to learn the production of vocal tubes, and often donates extra materials to others.Zha's younger sister was more interested in the humble house.All day long she came and played with the moth in the bottle with her hands until it grew old and died.

In his second year of studying voice tube making, the collector's chariot finally came to visit again.The timing of their visits was always random, but they had seldom been so long apart before, and in greater numbers than I could remember.The people became alert again and watched the chariot fly towards the mountains.

Nothing happened.No loud bangs, or any other unusual signs.The collectors' chariots also did not return, and it was believed that they had taken a long detour.

After the limelight ended, Zha still went to visit the doctor's house.The aging doctor opened the door for him, and there were several new moths in the lampshade by the table, which also obeyed the gestures like the previous ones.Zha's sister played with them, and the doctor sat in his place, folding blank papers nonchalantly.He didn't show a little concern, but he was at the celebratory feast when Zha's sister started a new home with another man who lived far away, and when Zha's wife gave birth.

At the end of the banquet, Zha went to the doctor's house again.By this time the doctor had grown very old.He was already older than Zha's father.

Zha asked the doctor to move out of the solitary house and come to his home, or to build another room near his home.Because the doctor is already very old and cannot bear the burden of living alone.There has never been a mistress in the house alone, so Dad is willing to help him spend a less lonely old age.

The doctor refused.He told Zha that he was going on a long trip.He will survey the whole world to make an important decision.

Zha very much disapproved of his plan.Because no matter how important the doctor's decision was, his body could no longer afford the arduous trek.Elderly people should stay where they are cared for.

The doctor smiled.There was a cunning in the calm eyes.

The next day, the doctor fell ill in the house.His body was terribly hot, but his face was as gray as yellow powder.Za stopped work to be with him, cooling him down with melting ice.But it was all in vain, and within two days of rest, the condition had deteriorated beyond repair.

In the final moments, Zha held the doctor's cold, rough hands.He couldn't help crying, as if he really lost his father.The doctor was lying on the carpet, and asked him to open the wooden box on the table, and took out a strangely shaped metal statue from it.He asked Zha to put the strange, aging water-flooded statue in his hand, the petals at the end fell on his chest.

Go and turn off the lights.The doctor told him with a final gesture.

Zha left.When he came back, there was a dead body lying on the carpet.He groped with his hands, and in the darkness, he came across the doctor's cold face, the corners of his lips with a smile, and the tears that covered his temples.

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