Interstellar Super Doctor

Leo looked a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't see it in the dim night. He glanced at Xiao Mu and said solemnly: "Don't be too happy, I just don't like wasting food."

is it? Xiao Mu smiled in his heart, he didn't believe it. With Leo's character, if he didn't like it, he would just throw it away, and he wouldn't be wronged to finish it.

Moreover, this deliberately jarring behavior is a bit weird no matter how you think about it!

He tentatively said: "I will make a cookie next time and I will give it to you. Will you eat it?"

Lei Audun felt that Xiao Mu, whose physical ability was extremely poor, was very pleasing to his eyes, and said with restraint: "The upbringing of the Arnold family will not refuse the kindness of others."

See the ghost! Xiao Mu looked at him with a serious expression, and he was dazed to believe it.

He is very experienced in dealing with this kind of awkward personality. He used to meet several cool kids who wanted to show that they were different from not eating desserts. When he saw them stealing the food, he sullenly said that because the doctor uncle gave them, he gave them face. Up.

"That's great," he smiled crookedly, "the next time I see you off, don't refuse."

His face was not very clear in the night, but his eyes were very bright. Leo looked at his eyes and faintly replied, "Yes."

Xiao Mu thought of the bakery that was about to open, and asked, "Is the biscuits I made too strong for the sentry?"

The sentinel has developed five senses, and he doesn't know if he can eat the biscuits he made. His bakery is a public store, catering to all groups.

"No," Leo thought of the biscuits he had eaten not long ago, his Adam's apple moved slightly, his eyes fell to Xiao Mu's eyes seeking answers, he hummed, "S-Class Sentry is able to control the mind freely. The five senses are strengthened and weakened. Do whatever you want."

"Of course," he raised his eyebrows, "low-level sentries do not have enough mind control, especially those still in the White Tower. They cannot control the five senses. All the five senses will be infinitely amplified and they can only eat special food."

"As for the sentinels who are out of the White Tower, they have no problem living like ordinary people. If you can't control your taste and you are greedy and suffer, then you are asking for it."

He said, his eyes narrowed slightly: "Which sentry biscuit are you going to give?"

Xiao Mu shook his head and took the opportunity to advertise: "I opened a bakery on Holo.com, and I was worried that it would not meet the customers' appetite."

Leo stared at his smiling face, thinking of his life experience, his heart moved slightly, although very weak, but...very self-reliant.

"Every time the guest's mental strength increases by a level, the taste will drop a little, can't it?" After speaking, he turned and walked to the bedroom next door.

Xiao Mu smiled, indeed, they should be made into biscuits with different sweetness and saltiness, and ordinary people like different tastes.

He looked down at the jar in his hand, opened the lid and smelled it, the remaining milk scent came out, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but **** up.

It turns out that Major General Leo likes to eat sweets!

At breakfast the next day, he received a physical education class arrangement from teacher Gillette. He clicked to check it, and Hawke, who was sitting next to him, leaned close to his head curiously.

"It's so simple?" Hawke couldn't help but be surprised after reading it. "Couldn't the value be wrong, right?"

Xiao Musi didn't feel relaxed, his face tightened.

There are a total of three events in the class, with a two-kilometer run in ten minutes, two hundred sit-ups in ten minutes, sixty pull-ups in ten minutes, and a five-minute break in each event, which is exactly forty minutes.

"What's the matter with you?" Hawke couldn't help asking when he saw his serious face?

Xiao Mu took a deep breath: "Do you think it's simple?"

Hawke nodded: "Ten minutes is enough for all the content," realizing that Xiao Mu's expression was wrong, he blinked, "You... don't you think it's hard?"

Xiao Mu didn't hide it, nodded and replied, "Well, it's not difficult, it's totally impossible."

He runs every day and knows his physical fitness well. At present, the limit of his physical fitness to the safe point is five kilometers in half an hour.

He can barely finish a two-kilometer run in ten minutes in forty minutes, plus one of the latter items.

If you take Huoluosan halfway to recover 100% physical fitness, you can complete the three items. However, there are many students in physical education class and many sentinels, so he can't take medicine.

Although he could not smell the scent of the lower grade active powder, compared with the lower grade hemostatic powder, it must be scented. After all, his mental energy was also consumed when making medicine.

Hawke scratched his hair and gained a new understanding of weak stamina.

Xiao Mu smiled and said, "I will tell the teacher when I am in class, maybe it can be changed."

After breakfast, the two took a big class on medical history. After half an hour of rest, they went to the stadium together.

Seeing Gillette walk into the stadium, Xiao Mu breathed a sigh of relief. He had seen it at least once, and it was easier to talk.

Gillette pointed to the right hand side: "Ten students who didn't have physical education class yesterday stood in a row to the right field to test their physical fitness, and the rest of the students trained according to the arrangement of the class and were disbanded."

Except for the twelve students who went to the field on the right, the other students dispersed and went to different project areas.

Xiao Mu stood still, and Hawke said, "I'll go for a run first, and call me if I have something to do."

Xiao Mu nodded. Two minutes later, the twelve students who were in physical education for the first time scattered to different project areas. Gillette held his arms against the wall and scanned the audience.

Xiao Mu walked over: "Teacher, I have something to look for you."

Gillette was surprised. He was very impressed with the student who broke the school's physical fitness record. Thinking of the school arrangements, he smiled clearly.

"Does it feel too easy? Don't rush for success. Overtraining is actually harmful to your body. If your physical fitness is strengthened in the future, it will increase the difficulty of training."

Xiao Mu: "..."

He took a deep breath and explained his intention: "Teacher, the arrangement in class is too difficult. I can't finish it now. Can I cut it?"

"What?" Gillette rubbed his ears. "Am I wrong?"

Xiao Mu was slightly embarrassed, and his face turned red: "Can it be reduced?"

Gillette realized that he was not joking, his gentle complexion suddenly became serious, and his thick black eyebrows frowned: "Xiao Mu, you have a poor foundation and have no wayward capital. Maybe a set of training will be hard, but you can't be lazy."

"No," Xiao Mu explained quickly, "I didn't want to be lazy, but I really can't do it. I can do two things."

"Impossible, you can definitely do it." Gillette categorically shouted. This is an in-class arrangement made by Major General Leo himself, which is absolutely suitable for students with E-level physical ability.

Gillette's gaze swept across Xiao Mubai's face sharply: "If you're afraid of hardship, don't enter this school. If you haven't tried it, you will say you can't do it. Cowards are not welcome in the school."

Xiao Mu pursed his lips. He didn't know why Geely said so surely. He guessed that other E-level students might have done it, but the E-level includes physical fitness 100-999. He currently only has 260, which is in the E-level. Poor Students.

However, the test here will only test the level, there is no specific value, and he can't refute it.

"Follow me." Gillette put his hands down and walked towards the start of the runway.

Xiao Mu followed him, and when he reached the starting point, Gillette pointed to the timing card standing next to him: "Docking with the terminal, and then start running."

Xiao Mu couldn't help, put the terminal on the LED screen on the timing card, moved his hands and feet, and started running. The moment he ran out, the terminal started timing.

There was a 500-meter lap of the stadium track. After four laps, the terminal vibrated slightly. He glanced at it. It showed 9 minutes and 38 seconds. The running was arranged in class.

"Isn't this done?" Geely glanced at his terminal, and motioned with his head, "Come with me."

Xiao Mu panted, controlled his breathing, and followed Gillette to the sit-ups area.

There are two long rows of rectangles juxtaposed on the ground of the area, each rectangle has a movable vertical plate in the middle, and a movable foot holder at the top.

Gillette walked to the most side position and pointed to the ground: "The four-minute rest begins." Just walked over and took a one-minute rest.

According to the instructions on the vertical board, Xiao Mu sat in the rectangle with his legs straightened and fixed with a fixator, sitting upright at a right angle, and then moved the vertical board to the place where he just touched his forehead at this time.

Four minutes later, he swept the terminal across the LED screen on the vertical panel, folded his hands behind his head, and started doing sit-ups.

The left side of the vertical version shows a ten-minute countdown, and the right side is the effective value of crunches. Only when the forehead touches the vertical version is valid.

After doing ten, Xiao Mu lay and panted. After taking a break, he slowed down and continued. He did it more and more slowly, and Gillette frowned as he watched from the side.

A systematic warning sounded in his head, and his physical fitness was about to be less than 10%.

He panted, and glanced at the vertical version. It was only eighty-three. He tilted his head to look at Gillette: "Teacher, I can't do it."

Gillette said with a stern face: "Go on, hold on, you can move when you can speak, and when you see that you usually exercise less, you are sure to feel uncomfortable. Don't escape, just get through this stage."

The students in two positions yelled: "Teacher, haven't you heard a sentence, "Mud can't support the wall"? Weak and squeamish, I think you might as well apply to order him to drop out."

Xiao Mu squeezed a fist and turned his head to look over. The student looked at him mockingly, doing sit-ups like a spring, doing ten in a while.

Gillette glared at the student: "It's nothing to do with you, exercise by yourself."

Xiao Mu took a deep breath and bends down vigorously. It took about five seconds to barely make one. The faster he lost his physical energy, the slower his speed became.

When the remaining stamina was less than 2%, the alarm sounded again.

He barely lifted his body, and suddenly fell down less than five centimeters from the ground, his whole body was soft, and he couldn't even open his eyes.

"Xiao Mu." Gillette was taken aback, and quickly squatted down to see his situation. He was pale, lying on the ground softly, as if dead.

"How could this happen?" Gillette murmured incredulously, quickly unfastening the foot restraint, hugged Xiao Mu, and ran out of the field like the wind.

The students looked over curiously when they saw it, and many people stopped training to discuss what had happened.

Gillette stopped briefly at the door, and said with a solemn expression: "Continue to exercise, the teacher in the next venue will come and check. If the tasks in this class are not completed, we will stay in the next class."

After speaking, he ran out of the stadium and rushed to the infirmary. He was holding Xiao Mu in his hands, but he seemed to be empty-handed, very fast.

Xiao Mu didn't have the slightest strength in his whole body, his chest was tight and uncomfortable, and he breathed harder as if he was being shaved by a knife.

Contrary to physical stamina, he is full of mental power and has a clear mind. He could hear the sound and knew what was happening outside, but he didn't have the strength to open his eyes.

Gillette broke into the infirmary, kicked open ward 1, put Xiao Mu on the soft bed, and shouted, "Tang Cheng, look at what's wrong with him."

Tang Cheng has worked in the infirmary for three years and is quite familiar with Gillette. Gillette is usually good-tempered and stable. This appearance is rare. He pulled Gillette away and asked, "What happened before the coma?"

Gillette rubbed his face: "In class training, he only had three simple trainings before he reached the second one. I thought..."

"Do you think?" Tang Cheng interrupted him with a cold face, "This student was in a coma after exhaustion. His physique is very poor and his life is almost in danger."

"How could this happen?" Gillette was puzzled. "It shouldn't be like this. There will never be a problem with his class arrangement."

This was made by Major General Leo, how could something go wrong!

Tang Cheng put on oxygen equipment for Xiao Mu and hung up a bottle of glucose for him. After he was done, he turned and hugged his chest and stared at Gillette: "He is that physical E-level student, right?"

He sneered: "As far as I know, this is the first time you have encountered this kind of student. Obviously, you made a mistake in your class arrangements. As a teacher, did you find the problem before he fell unconscious? Didn't he tell you that he was uncomfortable? "

Gillette was ashamed: "He said, I thought he was afraid of hardship," he paused, "but there is nothing wrong with the arrangement in class."

"Oh, you are really confident," Tang Cheng twitched, "What's the matter, don't plan to change his class schedule? You know, trauma treatment is easy, and only one's physical strength can recover. Medicine and food recovery is very slow. If it is not dealt with in time, it is easy to cause problems."

Gillette was embarrassed, Major General Leo was his idol, he was almighty in his heart, and he didn't believe that there was a problem with the schedule he made.

"Could it be that he was unwell today?" He wondered about other possibilities.

"He is in good health, and everything is good except for running out of strength." Tang Cheng frowned, "When did you dare not admit your mistakes?"

Gillette subconsciously didn't want Ti Leo, and didn't want others to know that Major General Leo might have made a mistake.

"I go back to do data analysis and research. If there are really problems, I will apologize to him and make new in-class arrangements for him."

Tang Cheng waved his hand: "Go, people will be fine with me."

"Trouble you." Gillette finished speaking and left the infirmary. After thinking about it, he sent a message to the teacher in the stadium next door. Instead of returning to the stadium, he went directly to the office building.

When he passed the single office of the substitute teacher of the military department, he hesitated for a moment, and he was hesitating. The office door opened, and Leo frowned: "Mr. Gillette, I remember correctly, it's class time."

Gillette stood at attention immediately: "Major General Leo." His lips moved, his expression tangled.

"Say something quickly." Leo drank coldly, he most annoyed the appearance of other people's chirping.

Gillette stunned, and subconsciously told about Xiao Mu's coma. After he finished speaking, his voice became quieter: "I think the major general's in-class arrangement must be correct, maybe there are other reasons."

The bright eyes of Xiao Mu suddenly appeared in Lei Ao's mind last night, and he felt uncomfortable thinking that he was now in a coma.

He called up the in-class arrangement reserved for the terminal: "This is what you gave him?"

Gillette looked at the screen earnestly. The training program was simple. He watched it at a glance: "Yes."

Leo frowned: "How much did he do today?"

"Two kilometers run, plus 98 sit-ups."

"For the time being, change to a two-kilometer run and 100 sit-ups," Leo said, adding, "There is no time limit."

Gillette nodded and lowered his head to make changes in the terminal. When he made the changes and sent it to Xiao Mu regularly tomorrow morning, Leo was gone.

Leo walked into the infirmary, Tang Cheng was surprised: "Major General Leo, why is it uncomfortable?"

Leo asked, "Which ward is Xiao Mu in?"

"Number 1." There are few patients in the infirmary who need hospital beds. Although there are many people fighting in schools, they only need the medical team to carry the treatment equipment and the medicine to treat.

Patients who need a bed for more than two hours will not stay in school, but will go to the hospital.

Tang Cheng watched Leo walk into ward 1, and stroked his chin thoughtfully.

Xiao Mu was lying on the hospital bed, with long black hair scattered on the white pillows, a needle in his right hand, and support equipment connected to his face.

Leo walked over to the bed and looked down at him. His face was particularly pale under the support of his black hair.

Lei Ao twisted his eyebrows. When they met, Xiao Mu's face was always red, and at the moment he only felt that it was particularly unpleasant.

Xiao Mu was very surprised. His mental tentacles had a unique and crazy reaction to Leo. Although he could not hear the movement and did not open his eyes, he knew that Leo was beside him.

He felt it when Leo entered the infirmary, and he immediately established a mental barrier.

He was very puzzled and didn't understand why Leo came here.

After half an hour, his physical fitness finally recovered to five percent.

Xiao Mu opened his eyes and was looking at him with Leo's eyes. He bent his eyes and wanted to speak, only to say a word and found that his nose and mouth were blocked by the oxygen supply mask.

Leo frowned: "So simple three trainings can't be completed, why are you laughing?"

Xiao Mu looked dumbfounded, he was not ready to laugh, just greeted him subconsciously, did this person come to see him just to show his disgust?

He glanced sideways and raised his hand to remove the oxygen supply mask, but unfortunately his hand was soft and boring, and he didn't move it.

Leo bent over and reached out to help him. Before he could withdraw his hand, when he touched Leo's hand, his fingers curled up immediately.

Leo glanced at him: "I'm so afraid of contact with people?" He picked up the oxygen mask and didn't take it off. "Is it difficult to breathe?"

"No." Xiao Mu couldn't help frowning as he said, his voice was too vacant.

Leo hesitated, then put the oxygen supply mask on him again, Xiao Mu twitched the corner of his mouth, before he had time to speak, Leo left the ward and called the doctor.

Tang Chengjin took a look at Xiao Mu's situation: "It's okay, just rest and regain strength."

Leo bent down again and took off the oxygen hood. Tang Cheng received his hand and glanced at the glucose solution: "It will take about an hour, but after that, you should still have no energy. Go back to the dormitory or be hospitalized?"

"Go back to the dormitory." Xiao Mu didn't hesitate. He didn't want to be so soft all the time. He went back to the dormitory to avoid people taking medicine, and he would soon recover.

Thinking of this, he quickly sent a message to Hawk, asking him to help take out the backpack from the stadium locker.

Tang Cheng said, "It's better to have someone take you back. It's not safe for you to do this."

Xiao Mu was about to say to find a friend, Lei Ao said, "I will send him off."