Arknights: Studying medicine can't save Terra

"It seems she doesn't know you."

Seeing her older brother get the short end of the stick, Qi Lin couldn't help but smile up two pixels.

Qi Yan's lips twitched twice, and he said helplessly:

"If that's the case, then I'll have to talk about how you and your husband play angel and devil games, and how you occasionally have secret rendezvous in the woods outside Lateran."

She instinctively covered Cecilia's ears and shook her head repeatedly:

"Don't talk nonsense, we...we didn't do anything, I believe you, okay!"

Qi Yan looked puzzled: "We were just talking about the story of the child's father taking the child for a walk, why are you covering the child's ears?"

Feria was instantly stunned, and then her originally pale face began to turn red.

Qi Yan ignored Felia's reaction, bent down and tapped Cecilia's forehead, and asked with a smile:

"Little girl, do you want to come with your brother to see your father?"

Cecilia shrank back in her mother's arms, but when she heard that she could see her father, her pale blue eyes brightened instantly.

"Can you really take me to see Daddy?" Cecilia asked expectantly. "Thank you, big dog."

Qi Yan exclaimed, "It's Luper! It's a wolf!"

Cecilia's eyes dimmed slightly.

Qi Yan: "...Woof."

Chapter 968 You can rest assured that I'll handle things!

With Zilin's help, Felia lay back down on the bed.

She turned her head and looked at the sofa not far away, where Cecilia was holding a storybook and telling a story to Rupert, who was named Qi Yan.

Qi Yan acted as if he were in his own home, rummaging through drawers and cabinets to bring out a huge pile of snacks. He crossed his legs and ate while listening, and when he was enjoying himself, he didn't forget to feed Cecilia a few bites of snacks.

"Your illness has already damaged your very foundation; without external intervention, you might not even survive until sunset today."

Qi Lin's voice drew Felia's attention back.

“I know my own illness.” Felia forced a smile. “Actually, I still can’t completely trust you, but I also understand that I have no power to resist now that things have come to this.”

"Girls, my only wish is that after my death, you will keep your promise and safely deliver Cecilia to Kazdel."

"And what about you?" Qi Lin asked.

Felia lay in bed, her gaze seemingly looking through the ceiling at something.

She smiled regretfully and said, "If possible, I hope you can give my ashes to the father of my child."

“This might be a little difficult,” Qi Lin said, frowning.

“I know,” Felia said, her eyes dimming. “I won’t force you…”

“After all, once your illness is cured, the aftereffects will only make you a little weaker than the average person, not shorten your lifespan.” Qi Lin glanced at the halo above Felia’s head. “Your Sakota clan has a long lifespan; you might even live longer than your husband.”

Felia: ? ? ? ? ? ? ?

Ignoring Feliya's bewilderment, Qi Lin used Originium Arts to condense a row of slender ice needles and carefully inserted them one by one into Feliya's acupoints.

A slight coolness seeped into Felia's body, reviving her previously listless spirits.

"The medical book from Yan that Kroos sold me is very effective, but unfortunately I haven't been able to fully understand it yet."

Qi Lin then took out the medicine she always carried with her from her pocket, and while preparing it, she finalized the treatment plan for Felia: "Given the current situation, I can only keep you alive. If you want to completely cure your illness, it will take three steps."

First, you need to obediently accept my first aid. Second, I'll find the nearest hospital and use professional equipment to stabilize your condition. Third, I'll take you to Rhode Island.

"Rhode Island?"

“Well, Kal'tsit isn’t on the island right now.” Qi Lin pondered for a moment, “But Sussurro is here, that’s enough.”

"No, I mean..."

"What else do you want?"

"...I have no money."

Upon hearing about such a real problem, Qi Lin turned to look at Qi Yan, who was sitting on the sofa like a king.

Qi Yan, who had been keeping a close eye on things, raised his hand without turning around and gave an 'OK' sign:

"After I finish hearing this story, I'll go find Colonel Sanders and fleece him. I'll have plenty of money, and the medical equipment will definitely be the best in all of Laterano... Little girl, I don't like your story. How could a house built by three little pigs possibly be a problem for the Big Bad Wolf?"

If I were the big bad wolf, I would just smash my head against the piglet's door and then, with my last breath, say to them... "Forgive me, Sass, this is the last time."

Cecilia blinked, clearly not understanding:

"But even if the big bad wolf dies, the three little pigs will still win in the end."

“You don’t understand. If I were the Big Bad Wolf, I could just come back to life and shout, ‘Children, I’m back!’ when the three little pigs open the door to check the situation.”

Cecilia: ? ? ?

Seeing that the little girl couldn't keep up with his train of thought at all, Qi Yan rubbed her head and used a donut to shut her up when she tried to ask a question.

Then Qi Yan stood up and strode towards the door, instructing Qi Lin:

"I'll leave them, mother and daughter, to you. I'll go and help smooth things over; it's all about social niceties."

Seeing this, Felia forced himself to sit up and said urgently:

"Qi Yan, I don't know who you're asking for help from, but please don't expose Cecilia. Her existence must never be known to Lateran."

"I'll do the work, don't worry!"

Qi Yan patted his chest and pushed open the door to leave.

After a moment, Qi Lin, who was preparing the medicine, suddenly looked up:

"What's wrong?" Felia asked, sounding anxious.

He got lost.

Lateran is the name of a country and also the name of a city.

Of course, sometimes people prefer to call this bustling city the Holy City.

Qi Yan stood on the main street of the holy city, looking at the crowds coming and going around him. For a moment, he was dazzled by the dense halos of angels and lost his sense of direction.

"Left? Right? No, we should head towards that huge church in the distance."

Qi Yan looked up at the center of the holy city, where a white building and a towering ancient clock tower stood.

He couldn't help but ponder: "Why am I walking further and further away from the church, even though I'm heading straight for it?"

Just as he was agonizing over whether to sacrifice his pride and ask the Witch King for help, he suddenly caught a familiar figure out of the corner of his eye.

"Hey, that handsome guy who looks really good at judo throws!" Qi Yan jogged to catch up with the figure.

Hearing the strange shouts behind him, the young man in the Lateran public service uniform didn't think they were calling him, but he turned around in confusion as the voices got closer.

"Sir, are you calling me?" The young man checked himself in confusion.

Although he wasn't exactly thin, he wasn't exactly burly either, let alone someone who looked like he was good at over-the-shoulder throws.

"No doubt about it, I have a good eye for people, you are definitely one of the best judo throwers in this land."

Qi Yan approached the young man familiarly: "Can you do me a favor? I'm here to attend the World Summit, but I'm lost. Could you take me to the cathedral?"

"Hmm, leading the way is no problem."

The young man turned his head, somewhat puzzled, and looked at the cathedral whose top was already visible in the distance: "But sir, are you really not playing a trick on me?"

Do I look like the kind of person who enjoys having fun?

Qi Yan pointed at himself, looking completely innocent.

The young man struggled to suppress the urge to nod and said with a wry smile:

"Alright then, I'll lead the way. Please allow me to introduce myself. My name is Aizer, and I'm a trainee executor."

"Given my status, I cannot enter the cathedral without permission, so I can only lead you to the entrance."

"enough."

"Then please follow me."

Aizel left without hesitation, turning around to lead the way.

Once you've led the lost Rupert to the cathedral, it will be close to closing time.

Aizel was secretly considering whether to go to her usual pastry shop after get off work today, or try the newly opened dessert shop near her home...

The vibration from the terminal in his pocket interrupted Azel's thoughts.

His expression changed slightly. He took out his terminal and saw the work notification on it. He felt as if all the three-color ice cream he had just bought had fallen on his feet.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yan asked curiously as he leaned closer.

Azel put away the terminal, and the halo above his head dimmed along with his mood:

"I was assigned a job to go to the next street to witness a demolition."

"Does that mean you can't show me the way?"

"No, sir, you've misunderstood."

Aizel tidied the stray white hairs on her forehead and forced a business-like smile as she explained:

"As a foreign envoy, I naturally cannot neglect you. However, once I finish these two tasks, I will have to postpone my departure time."

Chapter 969 is good; I want to raise one.

Aizel is very handsome.

Even standing among the Sarkaz people, who possessed an aura of divine power, he was still the most outstanding one.

The fact that he was delayed from leaving get off work made Azer look even more melancholy, and the black and white Sarkaz-specific wings drooped slightly behind him.

Qi Yan leaned back tactically, filled with awe.

With short white hair and delicate features, she wore a dark civil service uniform and possessed an angelic, melancholic air.

With so many buffs, even the flamboyant Qi Yan had to admit from the bottom of his heart that he was slightly inferior to Azer in terms of looks.

No, I absolutely must raise an Azel on Rhodes Island!

Qi Yan made up her mind and immediately revealed a wolf-like smile:

"Don't panic, buddy, I have a plan."

Ezer immediately showed interest and gestured for Qi Yan to speak quickly.

Qi Yan cleared his throat and said in a serious tone:

"Everything has its priorities, and right now, the most important thing in Lateran is the World Summit!"

"With me, the envoy from a great power, backing you up, what are you afraid of? Just cancel that routine witnessing of the demolition operation and come with me to do something big!"

“But I’m just taking you to the cathedral,” Aizel said sadly.

"If I don't tell you, and you don't tell me, then the details of the mission will just be written however you want in your report."

"...That seems to make some sense."

Ezel picked up the terminal and began composing a text message.

Qi Yan kept offering advice from the side: "Just say that Lateran is in the greatest crisis in history, ominous signs are appearing in the north and south of the land, the evil eye is awakening beyond the sky, all living beings are in dire straits, and you, Azel, will follow the Holy Lord to the path of destiny."

Don't forget a cathartic ending, like something about the law protecting us, wishing for a dreamless night, and that the dark star will rise as usual.

Aizel paused in his typing.

A huge question mark popped up on his head.

"What is all this nonsense?" he said with a wry smile. "I'm still an intern. If I keep talking like this, my job will be ruined."

"That's perfect... cough cough, I mean, don't be afraid, I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

Qi Yan tried his best to project an attitude of "with me here, nothing will go wrong".

Aizel put down the terminal, and suddenly felt a little suspicious: