City Center Hospital.
Ji Le hates this place, not only because of the smell of disinfectant and the dull atmosphere, but also because this is the place of despair where Bai Bo died.
Those seemingly beautiful pasts, as well as the hidden darkness, tortured Bai Bo's spirit until the personality box scene was established.
"Bai Bo, I have to come here once a month for personal reasons. I'm sorry." Ji Le felt that for Bai Bo, revisiting his old place again and again was a kind of mental stimulation.
"No...it doesn't matter. I don't feel anything about this place anymore." Bai Bo was flattered. He had always known that under the boss's strong body, there was a gentle heart beating, but he didn't expect that besides being gentle, he was also very delicate.
"It's me who should say I'm sorry." Bai Bo's voice deepened.
"What?" Ji Le thought he heard wrongly. What could Bai Bo have to say to him?
"Bai Bo?!" At the same time, Glasses Li also made a confused voice.
But Ji Le heard the hidden meaning in this voice besides confusion, as if Li Li was deliberately reminding Bai Bo of something.
"What do you want to hide from me?"
"No, no, I just think you can accept people like me, and I haven't become strong enough yet, so I feel a little sorry for how you take care of me." Bai Bo explained quickly. "I have no self-confidence and am very sensitive. I need you, Ji Le, to carefully take care of my emotions."
"Don't always think like this. It's great that you can paint as much as you want now." Li Li said. "I've told you this countless times. I asked you not to mention this to Mr. Ji Le. If you keep mentioning it, it will distract his energy."
"It's okay, just say whatever you want." Ji Le smiled. "Bai Bo, always remember that your artistic talent is rare. On the contrary, I need your help. Otherwise, I won't be too polite."
Department of Cranial Nervology: Cranial Nerve and Brain Terminal Implantation Department.
Dr. Wen first conducted a routine examination for Ji Le and tested data related to emotional value and personality stability.
"Huh? Your work span is a bit long." Dr. Wen checked Ji Le's information and asked casually.
"Well, a lot happened in the middle."
"The Special Task Force of the Ministry of Public Security, this is a department that no matter how many people squeeze through, they can't even get in," Dr. Wen said.
"Do you know anything about this department?"
Dr. Wen is just a brain doctor. How did he know about this emerging project department?
"More than understanding." Dr. Wen said meaningfully, and then pointed his finger at his head. "Don't forget what I do, what your task force does, it's all related to the brain. Sometimes you will find me to learn some information about brain terminals and cranial nerves."
"So, I still have the opportunity to see you outside of treatment." Ji Le said, such as when handling a case.
"When you don't want to treat a disease, of course you can come to me. Our relationship is not forced to be limited to a doctor-patient relationship."
It seems that after learning that Ji Le was a member of the special task force, Dr. Wen's attitude towards him changed somewhat and seemed to become more enthusiastic.
"Sit under the instrument, put on the hat, and we can start treatment."
Ji Le sat on the chair calmly and put on the soft hat. Next, the instrument is started. As the instrument vibrates gently, a numbness comes from the outside to the inside, touching the scalp.
My brain, which had recently started to feel a dull pain, gradually relaxed.
"Your shadow seems to be much smaller." Dr. Wen said. "This is a good thing. If it keeps getting smaller like this, maybe one day you come to my place and it will just be a work relationship."
Getting smaller?
Ji Le fell into thinking. His only big change recently was that he started to use the virtual reconstruction system to make games, and also recruited many "electronic ghosts" to work together.
Could it be that doing this will lead to improvement of the condition?
"Speaking of which, your shadow is visible and intangible. It only exists on the instrument display, but we have done a craniotomy before. In fact, your brain is normal and there are no tumors at all." Dr. Wen said. "But it can also give you a headache. It's really the strangest disease I've ever encountered since I started practicing medicine."
"The shadow that only exists in the instrument is like...like..." Ji Le always felt that this shadow resembled something.
"Isn't it us?" Glasses Li interrupted. "It does not exist in reality, it only appears in the virtual world, but it can still have an impact on reality."
So timely! Ji Le felt the same as him.
If a being like Glasses Li is called an "electronic ghost", then if this shadow is to be given a name, wouldn't it be called an "electronic tumor"?
"Okay, this treatment is complete."
Just when Ji Le was thinking too far, Dr. Wen's voice brought him back to reality.
"Okay." Ji Le stood up and felt a pain in his body.
He spent a lot of effort to update the game for 30,000 yuan, but the milestone bonus issued by the system was only 30,000 yuan, and he spent it all in a few seconds.
In addition to his other daily expenses, such as insurance and mortgage payments, after deducting them, the bonuses he earned during this period of hard work and completion of tasks could not be saved in the end.
He can barely feed him alone. If he really has a team of living people to spend, it is estimated that they will have to update the copy twice as fast.
It was nice not to have to pay everyone, Ji Le breathed a sigh of relief. At present, he only needs to enter the out-of-control box scene to fight for his life, without spending any more money or speeding up development.
"Ji Le, if you encounter any magical cases while working, you can also ask me for help."
Before leaving, Dr. Wen gave another advice.
"When we need you, we will naturally come to you."
"I'm an expert in neurology. Trust me, if you come to me if you encounter some problems, I may be able to help you solve the case quickly." Dr. Wen's tone was firm. "Your leader has come to see me many times before."
"I see."
Ji Le doesn't want to dwell on this issue for too long, let's talk about it when the time comes.
He originally wanted to go back and sort out the contents of the toilet box scene and use it as a copy for the next update. However, as soon as Ji Le left the hospital gate, he was intercepted by people from Phillip Company.
It happened that he knew both of these people.
"Hey, isn't this my ex-client who thinks I'm not good? If you don't feel well, go see a doctor immediately." After Ji Le saw these two people, he couldn't control himself from rolling his eyes.
"Ji Le, one code is one code, we have something to ask you."
The speaker was serious and cold, wearing a meticulous suit, and there was no emotion in his voice.
"You're not very good at controlling your emotions. It seems I was right to let you go."
The person standing next to him spoke calmly, but with a classic air of condescension.
The visitors were none other than Ji Le's former leader, Wareth, and Regido, who replaced him.
Ji Le spread his hands indifferently: "Then why are you still looking for a mediocre person like me to do this? Maybe it's because this matter only concerns me?" m.
"Yes, come with us."
"Then you are just asking me to do something, so you have to have a begging attitude, right?"
Some people died, but not completely...
