Interstellar baby care letter

Chapter 510 Application to join the army (two chapters in one)

"What happened?"

Lin Yunyun told her the latest news.

The death toll is soaring, the transmission personnel are scarce, and the experimental base is in a desperate situation...

Nan Shu listened in silence, in a trance.

"Remember, stay in the Federation and wait for me to come back."

"it is good."

Putting hands together, Nan Shu said with a blank expression, "I'm going to the experimental base."

Lin Yunyun stayed where she was, looked at the back of the person going away, opened her mouth, then shook her head.

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Experimental base, high-level conference room.

The long conference table was full of people, and it was time for both the military and political circles to come.

The entire meeting room was noisy, but the people who came all had sullen faces and the atmosphere was dignified.

Ling Bo sat in the first seat. He had a lot of work to do every day and rarely came to the military area, but now he had been in this seat for more than an hour.

"We can't drag it on any longer." The one who spoke was Wu Guangming, a politician and one of the henchmen of the Mohe family.

"This time tens of thousands of patients return to the federation, we really can't afford it."

"And the Zerg are watching!"

"But it's all life. If you say give up, you give up. Where are human rights?"

···
After Ling Bo listened in silence, his brows were low. Although he didn't say a word, everyone knew that Ling Bo was hesitating, otherwise he would have made a decision long ago and wouldn't have dragged it until now.

"I disagree."

It was Geng Jing who spoke, "The Federation is the country, and the people are the people. We have the responsibility to protect them. No one can give up until the end."

Jin, who was sitting opposite him, shook his head slightly, "We are not giving up, but protecting more people."

Give up treating severe patients, how many transporters can be free?

"Huh, exchanging the lives of 100 people for the lives of 1000 people is also called protection?" "You are wrong, it is exchanging the lives of 1000 people for a moment of pain from a hundred dying people."

"nonsense!"

Ling Bo lowered his eyebrows and interrupted the two who were about to quarrel, "What do you think, Lance?"

Lance and Lu Xuan, the two favorite sons of the Federation, one is in charge of the government and the other is in charge of the army.

Hearing Ling Bo ask Lance, some people's expressions suddenly changed.

Lance's full name is Lance Moher.

He is the intended future heir of the Moher family.

Isn't it intentional to seek Lance's opinion now?

Sure enough, Lance, who had been silent all this time, slowly raised his head, with a look of hesitation on his delicate and gentle face, "Severe patients are also part of the Federation, so we naturally can't ignore them."

Hearing this, people were taken aback for a moment, did Lance change his gender today?

"But..." Lance's gentle words paused, "Zergs are approaching Leicester, and our Federation is in danger. If they enter the Federation, then..."

The words are not finished, but everyone understands the meaning.

Sure enough, Ling Bo's expressionless face became cold and serious, and the rest of them frowned.

The few people who spoke earlier fell silent. Severe patients must never appear, but according to the current situation of the Federation, giving up is the most beneficial way.

Ling Bo scratched twice on the table with his slightly rough fingertips, then stopped suddenly, determined, "The mild and moderate patients are treated first, and the severe patients are temporarily—"

"boom!"

The door of the meeting room was broken open.

Everyone panicked and raised their eyes to see that the door was wide open. Nan Shu was standing in the middle of the door, retracting her feet. Her face, which was always beautiful, was sharp and cold. Behind her was the black muzzle of a starlight gun.

At that moment, the people in the meeting room could not describe their mood at the moment.

What is this place?
The highest conference room in the military region is heavily guarded, and no one dared to act presumptuously in the conference room for a hundred years.

In the end, Nan Shu was bold.

But it frightened them a lot, and the idea of ​​enemy attack came up.

The pitch-black muzzle was pointed at Nan Shu, and she entered directly with a sharp and cold face, "I don't agree."

A needle could be heard in the conference room. Three seconds later, Jiang Ting was still frowning, "Nan Shu, do you know where this is?"

Nan Shu stood upright, her tall figure cast a shadow, and her downcast eyes were indifferent.

Thinking of Lu Xuan who was out fighting, Jiang Ting suppressed his anger, "We won't pursue this matter for now, you go out."

With a step on the long legs, the soft flat shoes landed on the smooth ground, silently revealing oppression, behind, the black muzzle of the gun changed its angle with Nan Shu's movements.

Pulling away an empty chair at the end of the table, Nan Shu didn't sit down, her eyelids were raised, and her cold gaze swept across everyone in the conference room, "I don't agree."

The cold words echoed in the conference room, everyone heard clearly this time.

The fire in Jiang Ting's heart burned even hotter, "It's nothing to do with you, you don't deserve to attend this meeting."

Nan Shu didn't even give a glance, she looked straight at Ling Bo who was facing upwards, and the two of them stared at each other silently across the conference table.

Ling Bo moved his fingers slightly, his eyes shifted to the silent guard outside the meeting room, and he retracted, "Miss Nan Shu, please sit down."

Nan Shu sat down without changing expression, while Jiang Ting changed slightly.

The people who surrounded the door returned to their positions, the door of the meeting room was closed, and the thrilling episode just now passed.

Jiang Ting frowned, Yue Mo guessed something, and temporarily held back his silence.

"Miss Nanshu is saying that you don't agree with my decision just now?" I couldn't distinguish between emotions and anger.

"Yes." He said simply.

"The reason?"

"Severe patients are human, so why give up treatment?" Nan Shu asked.

Jiang Ting interjected, "Miss Nanshu, the Zerg race, the status quo of the Federation, these things, don't you know?"

"That's right, Miss Nan Shu has been evading and disappearing for several days. It's reasonable not to understand these things."

On such an occasion, Jiang Ting shouldn't have said such words, but Naihe had already had a long-standing grievance, and he still restrained himself if he didn't make a move when meeting.

After Nan Shu heard this, she raised her eyebrows, "I'm being lazy?"

"The experimental base is so busy, but you are not here, what is it if you are not hiding?"

Nan Shu curled her lips, smiled unexpectedly, and did not refute.

Jiang Ting was also unwilling to get entangled in this kind of matter, and said lightly, "This decision is also a matter of no choice. If it is not a last resort, why would we postpone the treatment of them?"

"It's not postponing, it's giving up the treatment." Nan Shu didn't bother to admit the skin they whitewashed.

Turning his eyes, a little bit of coldness leaked out, "A country depends on the lives of a few people to maintain most of its lives, and it won't last long, let alone such a cold-blooded and ruthless country."

"Severe patients must be treated." Nan Shu then said.

Jiang Ting sneered, "It's nice to say, but there is no condition to implement it."

There were many people from the Mohe family at the table. Hearing the words, they all said, "Internal and external troubles, if this continues, the Federation will only drag itself to death."

"Yes, Miss Nan, you don't understand anything, don't make up your mind."

"You're right, who's responsible for what happened?"

Nan Shu snapped her nails, "If the fighters who are fighting outside the Federation know that they will be abandoned by the Federation once they become severely mentally ill, guess what will happen?"

After the words fell, the others suddenly changed their faces.

Even Ling Bo, who had never changed his face, frowned. This matter is indeed tricky.

Seeing this, Nan Shu eased her tone a little, "Besides, things haven't come to an end, and the people haven't given up. The Federation is a country, so how can you give up?"

According to her understanding, even though the outside world is already a mess, everyone is now actively seeking medical treatment. In the past few days, in the first district alone, several research institutes have added a new research project-Spiritual Sea Riot.

After the words fell, Ling Bo's expression changed, and he hesitated.

As someone in power, he didn't want to give up so many lives.

"President, I think this matter is still inappropriate. The Zerg is approaching. At most, it's been a month."

"Moreover, we are about to transfer a large number of soldiers to meteoroids and deserted planets. There will inevitably be casualties. If we don't give up, we will really push our Federation to a dead end."

It was rare for Lance to say such a long list of words.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw other people agreeing.

Nan Shu frowned, and shifted her gaze to the people from the Lu family. The meaning was self-evident, and the two parties began to argue again.

Suddenly, from the corner of her eye, Nan Shu caught a glimpse of a man at the front of the conference table. It was an old man with half-white beard and hair, and a kind face, but he kept silent, like a transparent person.

Nan Shu recognized him. He is the head of the Xie family. Xie Tian is also a neutral faction in the military region. He has never commented on whether to treat the severely mentally ill.

Pursing his lips, "Does Mr. Xie also think that he should give up treating severe patients?"

Xie Tian looked over and saw Nan Shu's voice, he just smiled, "There is a reason for treating her, and there is a reason for not treating her. I have nothing to say."

"Mr. Xie is also a soldier. With the current situation in the Federation, it is conservatively estimated that there will be [-] people with severe mental illness. Does Mr. Xie want to watch so many people die?"

Xie Tian was silent for two seconds, "...I can't do anything."

Nan Shu sullenly said, "What can't be done? The Academy of Sciences, Research Institute, Center for Disease Research and Control, Experimental Bases, Major Hospitals... In so many places, the riots in the sea of ​​spirits have only happened for a few days, so they are so negative?"

"I'd rather watch people die in front of me, than believe that I can't catch the last hope and go for treatment?"

Nan Shu was furious, but more of an indisputable anger.

Xie Tian lowered his eyebrows, and the corners of his eyes shrugged in an instant.

Lance opened his mouth, "But the Zerg—"

"Shut up!" Nan Shu yelled angrily, "Be timid!"

"If something happens to Lu Xuan, no matter how difficult the suffering is, she will grit her teeth. Fortunately, you are a coward!"

Just gossip behind your back.

It was the first time that Lance was called a "coward" and "cowardly" when he was so old, and his warm face could hardly be stretched.

Nan Shu's chest was rising and falling, and she looked at Ling Bo, "If you dare to do this, I guarantee that within a long time, the entire Federation will know what you have done."

Nan Shu once again used threats.

Ling Bo frowned, he was angry and hesitant when he heard the words.

Nan Shu looked at Xie Tian again, "Someone from your Xie family also joined the army. Now they are abandoning ordinary soldiers and ordinary people. When the next crisis comes again, how can you know that they are not the ones who abandoned your Xie family?"

As soon as Nan Shu finished talking, the conference room was completely silent, and the stagnant air seemed to freeze people together.

Nan Shu sat on her seat, her back was covered with sweat, not from fright, but from anxiety.

Analyzing pros and cons, threatening, persuading... She has used all these methods, if they insist on making this decision, then she...

Nan Shu felt the difference between her arms and her thighs again. She clenched her fingertips tightly, and the sharp pain came to her heart. She closed her eyes. It would be great if... Lu Xuan was here.

If he wanted to be here, he would definitely not let things fall into such a situation.

Nan Shu waited quietly for 3 minutes, Ling Bo frowned, still struggling, Xie Tian lowered his eyes, not knowing what he was thinking about.

With a heart sinking slowly, Nan Shu pursed her lips, and suddenly said: "Prime Minister Jiang said that I was lazy and disappeared in the experimental base, but it was not."

Why did Nan Shu suddenly mention this?
Everyone is puzzled.

Nan Shu moved her dry throat, her expression was as calm as ever, "Actually, there is a cure for mental chaos."

Nan Shu's words were like a thunderbolt.

The people at the conference table, whether they were calm or frowning in distress, were all shocked by Nan Shu's words, and their expressions changed drastically.

Qi Shushu's eyes fell, and Nan Shu was in the center of focus, her expression unchanged.

Even if you are not sure, even if you have a guilty conscience, this is the only way.

Ling Bo clenched his palms tightly and stared at Nan Shu, "What do you mean by that?"

"In ancient China's medicine, there is a prescription that can cure mental disturbances." Nan Shu finished calmly.

"What about the prescription?" This was the second sentence Ling Bo asked.

"There are two medicines missing in the prescription. I went to the central forest, but I couldn't find it."

Ling Bo paused, "Which two flavors?"

Nan Shu glanced at him, "As long as you find it, you can treat all patients."

The heart suddenly shrank, and Ling Bo's heart beat fast.

Standing up from her seat, she raised everyone up, and with a cold glance, Nan Shu said, "Now, do you still want to give up treating the seriously ill?"

That's what he said, but the coldness and tyranny in the words clearly told everyone——

If there is a word 'no', this prescription, don't let her want to announce it!

After a few seconds of silence, an old man spoke out, his beard and hair were white, his face was kind, and it turned out to be Xie Tian.

"I think severe patients should also be treated."

···
In a word, it completely changed the direction of the wind.

The neutral faction suddenly turned against each other, and Nan Shu had the Lu family and the prescription in his hand, so the absurd proposal of "giving up the treatment of severe patients" was naturally invalidated.

The meeting broke up.

Ling Bo and the others discussed the matter of sending troops to support Meteor, while Jiang Ting and the others followed Nan Shu to the experimental base.

In the nearly kilometer-long laboratory, people have long been waiting for it. Rows of people in white coats are standing rigorously and coldly.

Nan Shu had just entered, and this was what she saw.

"Nanshu, do you really have a way to cure the riots in the spiritual sea?" It was You Shi who spoke, his face was haggard, and only a small gleam burst out from those eyes that had been lifeless for several days.

"Yes."

You Shi was overjoyed, and then frowned, "Why didn't you tell me about such an important thing before." How many people's illnesses have been delayed.

Obvious blame.

Nan Shu knew that You Shi had worked so hard for the treatment, so she didn't care, and just said, "I didn't know the prescription before, and there are two medicines missing in the prescription."

You Shi blushed, knowing that he had just lost his head and misunderstood Nan Shu.

At this time, Jiang Ting said, "Nanshu, you publish the prescription, and we will search for the missing two herbs."

Nan Shu nodded, holding an electronic screen, picked up the starlight pen, and wrote on it: Shen Yunmu, Six Star Grass, Flowing Sparks...
A series of drug names were written, and Nanshu's movements were smooth, without any sluggishness, and her calm and upright appearance showed no signs of resentment or selfishness.

"Okay." Nan Shu closed the pen.

"This is?" You Shi looked at the densely packed characters, feeling dizzy.

"Huaxia Traditional Chinese Medicine, prescription."

After the words fell, the joy that had just risen on the faces of You Shi and the others disappeared immediately.

Professor Chen Hua frowned even more, "The treatment you mentioned is traditional Chinese medicine?"

Who doesn't know that Chinese medicine is useless and cannot be promoted in the interstellar world?What's more, for thousands of years, Chinese medicine has cured a patient, and now Nan Shu wrote down this series of prescriptions to treat the mental chaos?
Four words——

whimsical.

These professors and experts did not hide the suspicion in their eyes.

Jiang Ting also doubted, "Nan Shu, isn't this a nonsense formula you used to delay and fool us?"

"No." Nan Shu shook her head, "If you don't believe me, you can find medicinal materials and study them yourself."

Several people frowned, still in disbelief.

"Chinese medicine is mysterious. Believe it or not, I have published this prescription. If you can't find it, let me remind you. If you find the last two medicines, you can make the medicine and cure the mental chaos."

After Nan Shu finished speaking, she didn't want to say more.

In the end, the experimental base encrypted the prescription, and the Federation also began to use the power of the whole country to find it.

However, although these things were done with all their heart, both Jiang Ting Lingbo and the group of people in the experimental base were suspicious of the unreliable prescription.

—

After all the work was done, it was dark, and Nan Shu didn't have time to rest, so she went straight to the laboratory building.

This time, many soldiers on the meteoroid were sent back, and Nan Shu wanted to hear their news.

"Is this Yang Han's comfort room?" Nan Shu entered a comfort room and asked the medical staff.

"Yes, it has just been delivered, and I haven't had time to record the personal information on file."

Nan Shu nodded, it would be good if it was Yang Han.

Let the others go out, Nan Shu treated Yang Han, and 2 minutes later, Yang Ling woke up faintly.

"you're awake."

"You are?" An unusually dry voice
"I'm Nan Shu." Nan Shu approached the comfort cabin and asked softly, "Are you Zuo Han's adjutant?"

Before Yang Han could turn his head around, he was stunned for 5 minutes when he heard the words, before answering: "I am."

Nanshu was overjoyed and asked Yang Han about the news on the battlefield.

"Zergs are arrogant, mental attacks... doubled, many of us... have been attacked, and the spiritual sea collapsed..."

Intermittent voices floated in the room.

"... Corpses are strewn all over the field, blood is flowing, Major General Lu seems to be fine, but I heard... cough cough..."

Nan Shu's heart shuddered.

"I heard from Commander Zuo Han that Major General Lu's face turned pale, probably because his mental state is fluctuating again..."

Nan Shu's face turned pale when she heard it.

Don't go for treatment, just resist on the meteoroid?That is the spiritual sea!
What's more, the Zerg race has become so strong. Lu Xuan was already showing signs of relapse, but now he was attacked again, and confronting them again——

The wind and sand filled the sky, the blood was splashed, and the limbs were broken. Nan Shu didn't dare to think about such a scene.

Immediately, Nan Shu left the comforting room.

It was completely dark, wrapped in a depressive atmosphere all day long, and the leaves on both sides of the road did not move.

Nan Shu was walking on the road alone, looking up, on the sky like ink flowing, bright and bright stars twinkled, one by one, exuding a unique light.

Passing through the sky, through the bright stars, it seems to see the meteoroid outside Leicester's planet.

Focus on the small dot again, and you can see the person on the meteoroid.

Suddenly looking away, Nan Shu took a step forward.

···
"What?" Hui Yan looked at Nan Shu in surprise, "Are you going to the meteoroid?"

"Yes."

"No, no." Hui Yan shook her head, "Lu Xuan said before leaving that you are not allowed to go to the battlefield."

"I'm also a teleporter. If other people can go, I can go too. Moreover, on the battlefield, my ability will be brought into full play, isn't it?"

Hui Yan hesitated, and in his heart he actually agreed with Nan Shu to go.

"That's it, Mr. Hui, add your name and mine."

Rubbing her temples, Hui Yan took a step back, "Plus, yes, as long as you can convince Mrs. Lin."

"Okay." Nan Shu agreed decisively.

"Remember as soon as possible, at noon tomorrow at the latest, the starship has to rush to the meteoroid."

"it is good."

Nan Shu rushed back to Lu's residence overnight.

*
The lights were on in the exquisite and elegant living room, and Lin Yunyun was leaning on the sofa, not feeling sleepy at all.

Nan Shu came from outside and saw Lin Yunyun walking non-stop, so she walked up to her.

"Did you go to the conference room?" Lin Yunyun asked her.

"Yes."

"It's really bold." Lin Yunyun shook her head and didn't say much, "Can you deal with other things?"

"It's all dealt with."

Nan Shu replied, straight to the point, "Grandma Lin, I have applied to join the army and go to Meteoroid."

Lin Yunyun was surprised, her first reaction was to refuse, she opened her mouth, but when she got to her mouth, seeing Nan Shu's determined face, she didn't know how to speak again.

She used to be like Nan Shu.

"Gudong-"

In the quiet living room, there was a dull sound suddenly.

Nan Shu turned her head suddenly, and saw Nan Jue standing on the spiral staircase, looking at herself, her eyes were red, and there was a fallen glass at her feet.

(End of this chapter)