The Most Powerful Brain in the Interstellar Space

Chapter 9 Interstellar World (Part 2)

Carlette didn't notice Jiang Hui's slightly unusual nervousness, assuming that she was just introverted and shy, probably also timid in unfamiliar environments.

The lead therapist is usually a qualified intermediate or higher level therapist who is experienced in dealing with patients and knows how to soothe their sensitive emotions.

He said gently to Jiang Hui, "How are you feeling today? Can you tell me? It's okay, don't be too nervous. I've come over to check on you so we can try to finish your treatment as soon as possible and leave the hospital to go home."

"Mm." Jiang Hui nodded.

But for some reason, she was inexplicably bothered by what the other person had said. It wasn't the content, but rather the strange, rhythmic magnetic field that seemed to emanate from them as they spoke. The force wasn't strong, but being enveloped by this field instantly calmed her down, and most of her tension dissipated.

Is this what is meant by a "therapist's" skills?
Jiang Hui has not yet fully digested the memories. Her mind is still filled with information about her life experiences and important events. She still needs to digest the remaining distant memories, details, and even some common-sense knowledge little by little.

It seems she'll have to put in some effort to figure this out when she gets back, otherwise it might cause some big problems later... Ah, no, she shouldn't be thinking about that. She's more interested in finding out where the original owner is. What if she accidentally pushed the original owner out of the body when she transmigrated? Wouldn't she then become a possessive robber?

However, if the original owner's soul is still inside her body, she... sigh, she really doesn't know what to do.

While she was lost in thought, the therapist named Carlette seemed to have obtained some data and was writing something down rapidly.

"I wonder if Ms. Jiang still has any memory problems? If we find any further memory loss, we will arrange another brain treatment for you," the other party asked.

"There shouldn't be any problems." Jiang Hui said somewhat uncertainly, as she sorted through the scattered memories in her mind.

The other person's pen stopped abruptly.

“Should? You shouldn’t say that. You’re still a minor, and you’ve only just gone through your second awakening period. You’re still considered an incompletely awakened person. Your brain is a very important area for you, and you can’t treat it so ambiguously. You should answer with certainty, like ‘there’s a problem’ or ‘no problem,’” Carlette said solemnly.

Jiang Hui had no idea that her casual remark would elicit such a strong reaction from the other party, so she could only hurriedly reply, "No problem, no problem."

Only then did the other person relent, reverting to their previous gentle demeanor: "Okay. Now I'll tell you about your physical examination results over the past few days. Apart from the main affected area, your head, the rest of your body is generally relatively balanced. Your blood index is 6785..." Then came a series of incomprehensible data and many medical terms. The only thing Jiang Hui could understand was the comprehensive analysis result that followed: "normal," "slightly high," or "low."

After reading this aloud once, he finally began to focus on her injury. Jiang Hui then realized that she had hit her head when she arrived; no wonder her head had hurt so much then. She had probably lost too much blood and her brain was somewhat impaired, mistaking the fleeting red on the floor for carpet patterns. Now she realized it was blood—

According to the therapist, Carlette, she first hit a sharp object, then landed on the back of her head, resulting in a secondary injury. This severe impact caused damage to two lobes of her brain, and it appears that subtle brain functions were also affected.

This sounds extremely serious; on Earth, it might turn someone into an idiot, but in interstellar space, it's considered a treatable injury. After all, even memories can be recovered through brain treatment, so Jiang Hui already has a certain understanding of the medical technology in this interstellar world. The other party didn't seem too concerned about the damage to her physical organs; he was more concerned about whether the energy source residing in her brain, or rather, her mental energy, had been damaged.

The next dozen or so pages were an analysis of her brain and mental state, and the conclusion was that there was nothing seriously wrong. She was just quite active overall due to external stimuli, and she might need to take mental stabilizers for a period of time.

"I'll prescribe a five-day dose for you. After you get home, you must take it on time every day and supplement it with your regular exercise. Only then can your mental strength return to a stable state. Remember, don't skip it for convenience," Carlette earnestly instructed.

Mental sorting? She doesn't even really understand what mental power is or how to do it, so how could she sort it out? She should wait until she gets back and figures out what happened to the original owner of this body.

But Jiang Hui naturally wouldn't say these things to Carles; she could only nod and agree.

"Furthermore, the interstellar patrol team investigated your residence and has clarified the events leading up to your injury. Your injury was an accident, and there was no interference from any other party." Oh, interstellar space offers this kind of service? It sounds a bit like the police investigating a crime scene. Later, Jiang Hui learned that the interstellar patrol team was actually the same as the modern police department, and her guess was indeed correct.

"However, the smart robot connected to the apartment after you were injured malfunctioned and missed the best time to report the incident. It even hindered the rescue process and almost cost you your life. The patrol team had already registered the smart robot's model and serial number and reported it to the manufacturer. They are responsible for the damage to the house caused by this rescue, and you may need to communicate with them personally regarding the compensation."

Jiang Hui: It really is... such good, such thoughtful after-sales service.

Isn't this the kind of shopping experience that every human on Earth dreams of? Is she giving it a try for all her fellow Earthlings?

Jiang Hui didn't quite understand these things, but she wasn't stupid enough to ask how to communicate, so she just nodded in agreement.

Seeing that the other person seemed to have covered most of the information, he seemed to want to make sure he hadn't forgotten anything, so he repeatedly flipped through the medical record book before finally saying, "There's one more thing I might need to tell you. It's a small matter, but you should still pay attention to it."

Hmm? There's more to it? Jiang Hui remained noncommittal, feeling that nothing could scare her anymore. After all, the whole series of events before hadn't scared her to death, so nothing she heard now seemed strange.

"During our examination, we discovered that your aortic valve was somewhat narrowed, leading to heart failure. We treated it for you at the same time, and you are fine now. Since it's not a serious problem, we won't record it separately in your medical record."

This is the real problem, okay?! Jiang Hui was dumbfounded when he heard this. Do you interstellar people treat heart disease so casually?

What used to be considered a serious heart condition on Earth was now negligible here... This was truly an eye-opener for her.

(End of this chapter)