Blue and White Society Chapter 98

  Chapter 98 Almighty member

  Mo Qiong frowned, this is actually a disguised solution.

  In this world, besides guns, electricity, and drugs, there is another kind of death penalty called "D's execution".

  The person who survived the execution of D four times, and still insists on choosing D, is a combination of luck and will, and even his thoughts may have undergone several major transformations. How much do you want to live...

   "Is there an amnesty?" Mo Poor couldn't help asking.

   "It doesn't exist... As I said, they should have died long ago, and they were declared dead from the moment they chose." Luo Yi said.

  Mo Poor sighed with emotion. With this comparison, he suddenly felt that the restrictors were quite good, and his life safety and living needs would be met, which was equivalent to a kind of military control.

  If he refuses to accept the Blue and White Society, then he probably has to do one thing, why bother? There is a father, a mother, living well and insisting on going against the whole world, what is the plan?

   There are probably many people who act outrageously based on their own abilities, but they have lived so long and never heard of anyone disrupting the world. Daily life is so peaceful, I am afraid that it is not the kind of person whose grave is three feet high.

  Mo Poor doesn't have any big dreams. Thinking of this, he decided to go. Anyway, he is under the deep diver effect, so he won't ignore him anyway. It's better to cooperate.

  If you can properly solve the problem of nightmares, you can also become a peripheral.

   "Can you wait for a while, I need to take my father to have his leg treated."

   Mo Poor said, once he went this time, he didn't know how long it would be before he could come back. Dad's leg problem has always been in his heart, and now that he has money, he must be cured.

   "This is my only request. When my father's leg recovers, I will sign it." Mo Poor said.

   "Yes." Luo Yi said casually.

  Mo Poor nodded, he has already contacted experts in this field through an intermediary, and he can drive his father to the city today.

  Just about to call for a car, Luo Yi said: "Don't be so troublesome, get in the car!"

   Saying that, Luo Yi opened the door and got on... the co-pilot.

   Wei Lan grinned, and consciously opened the driver's door.

  After Mo Poor got in the car, Wei Lan drove the car directly to his door, then got out of the car with him and entered the house.

   "Do you need to follow me like this?" Mo Poor couldn't help but said.

Obviously, now that we have all been in contact, he is no longer a subject that needs to be kept secret. Everyone has talked about it, and some secrets that he has not even heard from Che Yun have been told to him, so there is no need for this group of people to hide. Tuck it in and drive directly to accompany him.

   Wei Lan said with a smile: "You don't like it? Then we can only observe secretly."

   "...Forget it, you can do whatever you want, just say you are my friend." Mo Poor said.

   "No problem, but remember, the matter of the Lanbai Club is not public, at least for most people." Wei Lan said.

  Mo Poor nodded, he wouldn't talk about this kind of thing everywhere.

   But he is a person who needs to be restricted after all. It is impossible for Luo Yi and the others to leave just like that, let him finish his family affairs and then consciously report wherever he goes.

  Instead of letting them follow in secret, it's better to just walk together and have a tacit understanding.

   "Who is this?" The old man's eyes lit up when he saw Mo Poor leading the beautiful Wei Lan into the room.

  Mo Poor hurriedly said: "My friend Wei Lan, Dad, I contacted the doctor, and I will take you to treat your leg now, and I called two friends to help drive."

   "Okay, okay, thank you so much." The old man hurriedly thanked Wei Lan, and then brought out some snacks for her.

  Wei Lan was also very sensible, thanked him immediately, and chatted with Mo Poor's parents for a while.

  Mo Poor didn't procrastinate on purpose, he helped his father up a few minutes later and sent him to the car to sit in the back seat.

  On the way to the hospital, Mo Poor was surprised to find that Luo Yi and his father were talking and laughing happily, and even started to discuss the skills of farming.

  The more the father chatted with him, the more surprised he became, and he called him an expert, just an old farmer.

   Mo Poor was speechless at the side, wondering what does the Blue and White Club train? How does a containment officer who specializes in dealing with supernatural events know so much about farming?

   Even, Dad learned several techniques from Luo Yi, and how to quickly identify whether crops are deficient in nitrogen, calcium, phosphorus, potassium, magnesium, zinc, boron...

   Arrived at the hospital, after Mo Poor sent his father for an examination, he couldn't help asking, "Why are you still farming?"

   "This is my job." Luo Yi said innocently.

  Mo Poor looked around strangely and said, "Is it a confidential matter? You can't tell me. Could it be that there is a containment that can learn all knowledge at once?"

  Luo Yi sneered: "There is no such thing."

Wei Lan said from the side: "He didn't lie to you. Farming is the obligation of every member. In addition to our missions, we usually have to take care of a lot of farmland or woodland. But it's too expensive, and we hire someone to do it when we're busy, but most of the time we find time to farm the land by ourselves, and over time, basically every member of the commune is a little expert in farming.”

   "..." Mo Poor was speechless, then his eyes lit up and he asked, "What do you grow?"

  Luo Yi Weilan smiled without saying a word.

  Mo Poor knew that the things he planted were obviously unusual. Thinking about it carefully, he still knew very little about the Lanbai Society.

An hour later, the father finished the examination, and the expert said: "This injury has lasted for too long, and there is hope for it to come sooner, but it has been more than 20 years. After a long time, the muscles and bones inside have adapted to the current shape. In the future, only It will become more and more useless.”

  Dad smiled awkwardly. In the early years, he had no money and couldn't afford the hospitalization fees. He left the hospital by himself when his legs were still hurting.

   Mo Poor frowned and said, "Can it be cured?"

   "I can only do my best. I have to carefully consider the operation plan and hold a meeting to discuss how to recover." The expert thought.

   "How long will it take?" Mo Poor asked.

   "Observe for a month first, and I will discuss it with colleagues from several departments." The expert said.

   All in all, this is a very troublesome chronic disease. If it were an ordinary person, it would be said that there is no cure. However, Mo Poor has money, so he specially invited a group of experts to consult, so it is different.

   If there is no way, we should treat it as a difficult problem and discuss a feasible solution.

   If it doesn't work, then we can only hire a better doctor.

   I reckoned that it would take a few months or a few years for Dad's legs to be good.

  Will Luo Yi and the others wait for him all this time?

  Mo Poor doesn't care so much. If this matter is not resolved, he will never go to any restricted living area.

   It doesn't matter if you keep staring at him secretly, anyway, he has nothing to do, just accompany the old man to treat illnesses.

   "Still discussing? It's too slow..." Luo Yi said.

  Mo Poor frowned: "It's okay, the operation must be discussed clearly, I am willing to wait."

  Luo Yi suddenly smiled and said, "Weilan, aren't you also a doctor? Show uncle."

  Mo Poor was taken aback for a moment, and Wei Lan approached the expert with a smile and said, "Can I see the inspection report?"

  The expert looked at Wei Lan with a frown, and then said to Mo Poor: "Mr. Mo, what does this mean?"

  He didn't think Wei Lan was a doctor.

  Mo Qiong was about to stop him, but after thinking about it, Luo Yi would never aim at nothing.

  This group of people are not ordinary people. As members of a society that suppresses the supernatural, do they have any containment that can heal diseases?

   No, Luo Yi said before that all the contained objects are contained so as not to endanger the world, and it is impossible to carry them with them, and the effect that they can bounce in mid-air is rarely useful.

  So, is it real medical skills?

   "Experts, let him have a look." Mo Poor said.

  The expert curled his lips and let Wei Lan read it.

   After carefully reading all the inspection reports and the films, Wei Lan said to herself: "The problem is not serious, and the operation can be performed now."

   "What?" The expert was suddenly sullen. He just said to observe at least one month first and discuss the discussion plan.

  The young girl just opened her mouth and said that it can be cured, so it's not a big problem?

  How else can I be this expert? It's up to you.

   "Isn't this causing trouble? How can surgery be done indiscriminately?" The expert stared.

   Wei Lan said: "It's not a random thing, you are also an old expert, you should be able to understand my plan once you hear it."

   As she spoke, she pointed to the film and fluently guided the expert on the operation plan, how to do it first, how to do it later, what is needed, what to pay attention to, the difficulties of the operation, and the special circumstances to be prevented, all explained in detail.

  A lot of technical terms blurted out, and Mo Poor was in a daze. On the other hand, the experts were already in a cold sweat and listened carefully with their eyes wide open.

   "...How can I say that you understand, can you do this operation today?" Wei Lan finally said.

  The expert seemed to have something he didn't understand, and asked, "No, no, wait a minute...why do you want to remove this piece of meat?"

   "Huh? Didn't you see that this large piece of meat is dead meat?" Wei Lan was surprised, then picked up the old man's leg, and pushed it hard with his hand, and suddenly there was a hard lump at the other end.

   "Hey, this piece of muscle can't be controlled by the nerves. It doesn't work at all when exerting force. It's still in the way if it's left there. After it's cured, walking will hurt."

  The expert suddenly had no doubts, but then he said in amazement: "You are only twenty-three or twenty-four years old, right? Whose student are you?"

   Wei Lan came up with such a perfect plan just after reading the medical records.

  Although he has rich experience, he has no idea for a while, and he is ashamed.

"I studied medicine in the army, so it's not convenient to say the teacher's name. If you are not sure, I can perform this operation and borrow it from your hospital's operating room... By the way, my certificate can be checked by your medical system. It turns out that if you log in to the United Nations Red Cross Relief Society, you can also check my resume, and I am temporarily employed there." Wei Lan said with a smile.

   "What..." The expert was stunned for a while, and after a moment of distraction, he said, "Let me do it. The plan is so clear. If I still can't do it, I will practice medicine for twenty years."

  He still believes in his own clinical experience. After all, it is one aspect to demonstrate the plan, but he claims to be superior to the other party when he actually performs the clinical operation. After all, it requires a lot of accumulated surgical experience.

   Wei Lan didn't care, she was just helping out, and stepped aside with a smile.

  Mo Poor stared at her blankly, and then heard the expert say, "Mr. Mo, your friend is extraordinary. I'll prepare for the operation today."

   "Then I will trouble you." Mo Poor said hastily.

   "No trouble, no trouble, once you figure it out, it's really not a big problem..." the expert said embarrassingly.

  The expert said, sighed and left, and before leaving, he could still hear him muttering in a low voice: the future is awesome...

   Seeing this, Mo Poor asked Luo Yi softly: "Is this really medical skill?"

Luo Yi nodded slightly and said: "Of course, do you think it's the effect of the containment? It doesn't exist, even if there is, it's just a learning aid. Wei Lan studied medicine when she was selecting her specialties. The medicine in the club is the best in the world, and there is no tie. Wei Lan Lan's technique is just enough."

  Mo Poor sighed, this is a fake.

  At a young age, Wei Lan directly crushed ordinary experts, at least on a theoretical basis.

   More importantly, this group of people pretended to be aggressive and were not afraid of suspicion. Don't say it's learned, even if Wei Lan is so good because she relied on some special effects when she was studying, it doesn't matter, because she originally studied in Lanbai Society, and the special effects were provided by the government, just to train her of.

  All kinds of knowledge, they can learn to be proficient in a short period of time, maybe there is something to assist them, but this thing must be well known to all countries.

   Even if you are decathlon, you don't have to be afraid of being questioned: How can you do everything?

  So what skills do they have, they can use them openly, as long as they don't let the people know that there are containment objects in this world, and some high-level officials will know it if they know it, because they already know it! Everything in the Lanbai Club is normal, as long as it is not a special ability.

  Blue and white members can walk in the city with incomparable calmness.

   "It's so convenient..."

   Mo Poor thought to himself, if the doubts about the nightmare were properly resolved, he would like to try to become an official.

  Although I learned from Che Yun that the assessment is extremely difficult.

   But once he succeeds, he can legally contact supernatural things, study them legally, understand them, because this becomes a job, becomes a duty.

  Mo Poor doesn't like ignorance, and he doesn't like being passive. Instead of always making people worry about his uncontrollability, it's better to let him control whether others are controllable or not.

   p.s: Sorry. I will gradually unfold and find the rhythm.

  (end of this chapter)

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