Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 465 Xiao 5 goes home 15

Situ Ming ran to his father,

I saw that his complexion gradually improved and he no longer had a strong cough.

He also became quiet.

He whispered in his father's ear that they were the two people who had taken the intelligent computer core two days ago.

After a brief introduction, Sirong and Muchen stated their purpose directly.

"We don't represent any forces," Mu Chen's eyes were calm and firm, "We have no ill will towards General Situ. You must rest assured about this." He said in a firm tone.

Situ Ming stared at Muchen's eyes. The calmness in the other's eyes made his tense jawline relax a little, but the scrutiny in his eyes did not completely fade away.

At this time, Si Rong, who had been concentrating on Situ Zheng and gently twisting the silver needle, raised her head and looked at Situ Ming with clear eyes, with a tired but calm curve at the corner of her lips.

The voice was gentle but full of power: "Also, I am a famous doctor. I can't say it's 100% certain, but I am at least 60% sure that I can wake the admiral."

As soon as she finished speaking, she turned her head to look at Situ Zheng, whose breathing was gradually stabilizing, and said in a softer voice: "As for your chronic illness, Mr. Situ,"

Her eyes were as calm as water. "I am also confident that I can eradicate it."

Mu Chen on the side responded at the right time, nodded vigorously, his eyes full of trust in his wife: "Yes!"

"Are you serious?" Situ Ming, who was standing next to his father, suddenly opened his eyes wide and locked his eyes on Sirong's face, as if trying to discern the truth from the subtle expression.

His voice was filled with disbelief and anxiety. "My father's illness, without a medical cabin to replace his lungs... there's no way to cure it!"

He almost gritted his teeth as he finished the rest of the sentence.

Sirong had just finished acupuncture, and beads of sweat were oozing from her forehead. She looked a little tired after the procedure, but her expression was unusually calm and determined.

She didn't avoid Situ Ming's burning gaze, but took a deep breath and confirmed again, "It's true. Mr. Situ's lung disease is indeed very serious and incurable."

She paused, her tone not wavering at all, but rather adding strength, "But please believe me, I do have the ability to heal."

As she spoke, she calmly gathered her sleeves.

As soon as the needle left her hand, she had already felt Situ Zheng's wrist pulse. The pulse of the chronic illness was already clear at her fingertips. Situ Ming's doubts were already within her expectations.

On the hospital bed, Situ Zheng, who was observing Sirong and the others calmly, was also secretly shocked.

He knows very well what the condition of his body is.

Here on Garbage Planet, there are many people suffering from the same disease as him, and few of them can be cured.

In the interstellar world, illnesses like his are actually very simple to treat. He can just lie down in the treatment chamber and have a good sleep, and the pain will be cured.

However, due to the Situ family's non-cooperation after the war, such a simple treatment chamber became a treasure on their garbage planet.

Whether it's the mountains of toxic waste they've dumped, enough to poison generations of people.

Or it is the star coin trading channel that they strictly control... As long as it involves equipment that can purify the polluted air of this planet, as long as it involves high-end medical resources, especially treatment chambers!

All were blocked by the ban.

It was as if an invisible hand had strangled the throat of the entire garbage planet, blocking Situ Zheng's last chance of survival!

Thinking of this, a heavy breath mixed with grief, despair and unwillingness could not be suppressed and exhaled heavily from his flared nostrils. The fingers resting on the quilt also trembled slightly due to the violent fluctuations in emotions.

The garbage star back then was originally called Purple Light Star.

There is an abundance of a purple energy stone here, which is an important raw material for manufacturing mechas.

In order to obtain this precious mineral, the interstellar alliance once used star coins or required resources to trade in a regular manner.

However, the cost of mining these energy stones buried deep in the earth's veins is extremely high, which has attracted greedy eyes.

A powerful interstellar tycoon, blinded by the huge profits, actually came up with the idea of ​​plundering by trickery.

The false accusations were like dust in the sky, becoming an excuse for the chaebols to ignite the war.

The war that was brazenly launched swept away the peace of Ziguang Star.

The then leader of Zi Guang had already seen through the other party's evil ambitions.

Seeing the mountains and rivers in ruins and the war situation declining, the great leader, filled with incomparable grief and indignation, made a decision that was almost a complete destruction of himself and the enemy in desperation.

At a command, they tried their best to protect the core mineral vein that the other party was determined to obtain, but were turned into dust in the earth-shaking explosion!

The Situ family has always been the most steadfast follower and supporter of this great leader.

The chief's burning thought brought him the most tragic price; he and his family were destroyed.

However, the revenge against Zi Guangxing did not stop there.

Our once vibrant home was unceremoniously designated as a garbage dump. The once radiant purple star had fallen into complete ruin, a filthy wasteland in the interstellar space.

Similarly, among the followers of the great leader, only the people of the Situ family are ignorant of the times and want to stay in this garbage planet, so they should not enjoy any privileges anymore.

It can be said that the people on their garbage planet are not even as good as a scavenger from other planets under the management of the Interstellar Alliance.

If those people are sick, they can go to some charitable organizations for treatment.

But the people here can only wait for death.

At this time, the silver needles in Situ Zheng's body had reached the point where they needed to be removed.

Sirong put the last needle into the box, making a slight sound.

She raised her eyes, calmly meeting Situ Zheng's doubtful and complex gaze, and said firmly, "I will send some medicine tomorrow.

Mr. Situ will probably need to drink this for two to three months to completely cure the disease."

The four words "completely eradicate" hit Situ Zheng's heart again, causing his Adam's apple to roll up and down with difficulty, and a suppressed and extremely foul breath like sandpaper rubbing came out of his throat.

At this moment, the calm expression on Sirong's face suddenly took on a very subtle and teasing tone.

The corners of her lips curved upwards ever so slightly, and a barely perceptible playful ripple appeared at the corners of her eyes. She added in a tone that sounded like a friendly reminder:

"But be prepared, the medicine tastes terrible!"

"It tastes terrible!" These two words, like a beam of strong light with a smell of fireworks and not so "miracle doctor", suddenly shone into Situ Zheng's thoughts that were as heavy as a quagmire.

Seeing Sirong like this, Situ Zheng's tense mood all night suddenly relaxed.