Dr. Wei's appearance tends to be that of an old man, withered and thin, his skin stretched tightly on his bones, like dead branches in winter.
She looked up and down in the mirror, turned around and fell to the ground without saying a word.
Jing Yingrong followed behind.
The two landed in front of the gate of the most conspicuous building on the island.
The whole building is huge in scale. The main body is divided into two parts, the front is small and the back is large. There is a partition in the middle. When viewed from above, its outline looks like the character "LV".
People coming in and out at the door are mostly in a hurry. The word "An Clinic" is written on the high-hanging plaque. The square and regular fonts give people a solemn feeling in such an atmosphere.
Dr. Wei walked straight into the door, and Jing Yingrong's eyes were attracted by the suspended light curtain on the side.
The left side of the light screen displays the map of Shixin Island, and the right side lists the information of the personnel on duty.
According to the map, the first half of the building in front of you is called "An Clinic Pavilion" and the second half is "Residential Care Building". With the An Clinic Pavilion and the Residential Care Building as the center, there are other buildings with different uses around it, forming a building complex that occupies most of Shixin Island.
The remaining half of the area was marked as a gray area with the word "under construction" marked in the center.
The personnel on duty who are exposed to the outside world do not include everyone who works on the island, but those who have certain titles, that is, those who can make the decision in a certain aspect.
Jing Yingrong saw her name, right next to Dr. Wei's name.
When she looked away from the light curtain, she found that Dr. Wei, who was walking in front, was standing still with his back to her. When she took another step, Dr. Wei also moved on.
The two of them were silent all the way to the top floor of An Clinic Pavilion.
From time to time, people saluted Dr. Wei on the way, with a respectful and reserved attitude. Dr. Wei responded with eyes or nodded.
There are several rooms on the top floor, and Jing Yingrong was led into one of them.
The room was square, with the main items being a table, a chair, a couch, a screen, and a few cabinets. The screen separates the bed, tables and chairs, and simply divides the small room into two areas for handling business and resting.
There were some paper, pens, jade slips and other items on the table, as well as several slender transparent tubes filled with solutions of different colors.
Doctor Wei picked up a special jade pen, turned around, and said his first words since meeting:
"Bring me the token."
The dry voice that matches his appearance is slightly deep.
Jing Yingrong handed over the mission token. After taking it, Dr. Wei used a pen to outline a few spiritual patterns on it. However, with a flash of white light, the mission token disintegrated into countless light spots and merged into the jade pen.
This means that Jing Yingrong has completed his registration and officially took office.
Dr. Wei then took her to the next room.
"Look what's missing."
Dr. Wei said.
The layout of the two rooms is the same, and the furnishings are also similar. Perhaps other rooms on this floor are similar.
Jing Yingrong looked around the room and shook her head at Dr. Wei. The doctor nodded slightly, turned around and walked out of the room, and she continued to follow.
After passing the corridor stairs and several checkpoints, the two arrived at the nursing home building at the back.
This is where the enemy monks are placed.
On both sides of the corridor, doors are neatly arranged. The appearance of these doors looks like ordinary doors, but if touched with spiritual consciousness, it will become transparent, allowing people to see the scene in the room at a glance.
In each room lies an oval-shaped cabin, like a huge egg.
The cabin was transparent and filled with a bluish liquid that shimmered with fragments of light. The monk who was still in a coma was immersed in this liquid.
The monks were all naked, lying flat and floating quietly in the blue sky. The naked body is filled with a golden halo. If you look closely, you can see that there are countless long golden filaments, one end of which is pierced into various parts of the body, and the other end is floating in the liquid.
Lines of information appear on the outer wall of the cabin, including text and pictures, as well as some mysterious symbols. This information will be updated every once in a while, and the latest situation of the monks in the cabin will be conveyed in a timely manner.
There is a nameplate hanging on the wall, which contains the monk's name, age, cultivation and other personal information. Some also note special matters, such as the monk's injuries that have not yet healed and require some kind of care, etc.
In addition to the cabin, there are also some strange-looking instruments in the room. Beyond this, there are many hidden formation restrictions that control and monitor the entire room in the dark to prevent accidents.
Dr. Wei explained the information about the cabin and the instruments to Jing Yingrong, but he was not very detailed and only briefly talked about the functions and uses. There is not a word about usage and operation methods.
There are fifteen floors in the nursing home building. The two of them walked up one floor at a time, choosing a few rooms on each floor to go in and take a look.
During the process, I often encountered other people who were working. Some were operating instruments, some were observing and recording, and some were adjusting those golden filaments in the control cabin.
The higher the floor goes up, the larger the room area, the more equipment in the room, the more sophisticated the cabin and instruments, and the stricter the restrictions, but it is still a configuration of one room, one cabin, and one person.
The reason for this difference is that the monks in the room had different cultivation levels in the past. The higher the floor, the higher the cultivation level.
On the fifteenth floor, there are all monks in the Mahayana realm.
These powerful giants who were once the strongest in the world have now lost all their cultivation and are unconscious, and they still don’t know their own situation.
After that, the two of them returned to An Clinic Pavilion from the nursing home building.
"If you usually stay here, tell me in advance when you go out, and limit your time out to within an hour each time."
Dr. Wei said this while standing in front of the door of Jing Yingrong's room.
Jing Yingrong: "What do I need to do?"
"There's nothing you need to do now."
Dr. Wei looked at her calmly, "Just wait."
Jing Yingrong looked into the other person's deep and weathered eyes, thoughtfully.
Dr. Wei continued: "When they wake up, if an accident occurs, protect the people here."
Jing Yingrong: "Everyone here?"
Dr. Wei: "Yes."
"Including them?"
Doctor Wei was stunned for a moment, his mind turned, and there was a wave in his eyes.
The way she looked at her reflection in the mirror seemed to have changed slightly.
"Including them, please save their lives."
"good."
Jing Yingrong answered simply and lightly. Dr. Wei was silent for a moment, responded with "Yeah", and then went back to his room.
The door of the next door closed, and the most sinister voice in the sea of consciousness sounded: "Your job is quite leisurely."
Ji Yanzhu: "I thought I wanted the mirror to monitor those people all day long, but in the end I didn't have to do anything."
"It looks like someone specially said hello," Jijiebi said with a smile, "It was so obvious that I had to pierce the window paper face to face."
Jing Yingrong walked into the house, opened the window, and overlooked the huge Shixin Island.
Looking far away, I landed on a construction site on the horizon. From the orientation, it corresponds to the gray area on the map.
She stared at the projects under construction for a while, turned around and sat down, took out the God-falling Stone and devoted herself to her hobby.
