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Ye Fan was shocked. Could it be that the medicine he found on the axis of the earth had any side effects?
He didn¡¯t bother to ask any more questions and hurriedly ran to Feng Xiaohui¡¯s ward with Feng Yueying, followed by Luo Nida and others.
As soon as he entered the ward, he found Feng Xiaohui lying on the bed, his body twitching constantly, sweat pouring from his face, his expression uncomfortable, and he was breathing heavily.
The nurse taking care of her looked confused and anxious, and had no idea what was going on.
"It's been like this since the beginning! What happened to my brother!?" Feng Yueying was about to cry.
Ronida hurriedly ran to the brain wave detection instrument. After looking at the data display, he was shocked and said: "Oh my god! His brain is extremely active! Now his brain doesn't look like a vegetative state at all." , active like a crazy computer!"
Ye Fan stepped forward, reached out and grabbed Feng Xiaohui's wrist, checked his pulse, and said: "Although his body is weak, his pulse is fine. It seems the problem lies in his active brain."
¡°Is he having a nightmare because there are too many scary things in his mind?¡± Du Yuner guessed.
"It's possible, but even if it's a nightmare, this is a good thing! At least it means that the activity of his brain cells has been successfully increased!" Luo Nida said.
At this moment, Feng Xiaohui, who was lying on the bed, suddenly shouted!
"ah!!"
As Feng Xiaohui shouted, the instrument that detects brain waves directly sounded an alarm!
"Beep¡ª¡ª"
The piercing sirens stunned Lonida.
"Thishow is this possible! His brain waves have exceeded the limit that the instrument can detect!? Are these still human brain waves!?"
While everyone was confused, more abnormal changes occurred in the ward!
I saw that the table, chairs, and shelves all started to shake, and the fruits, flower pots, books, and small electrical appliances also vibrated there.
It¡¯s as if there is an invisible force touching them.
"Oh! God!" The little nurse was frightened to death when she saw this scene. She rushed out of the door and fled.
Ye Fan looked at Feng Xiaohui with twinkling eyes. He suddenly thought of one thing - mental power!
Feng Xiaohui¡¯s brain is extremely active, and his brain waves are wildly enhanced. Isn¡¯t this a manifestation of mental power?
People with psychic abilities who can retrieve objects from afar, and magicians who use their mental power to control magic elements all have brains that are different from ordinary people.
Could it be that their treatment method accidentally gave Feng Xiaohui¡¯s brain powerful mental power? !
"Husband, what happened to Xiaohui? Hecan he wake up?" Feng Yueying became more and more worried after being surprised.
Ye Fan frowned and was about to say something when he saw that everything in the room stopped moving and everything calmed down.
Feng Xiaohui lay on the bed and fell asleep as if he was exhausted.
"Xiaohui! Xiaohui!!" Feng Yueying thought something was wrong with her brother, so she went up and pushed him twice.
Ye Fan hurriedly stretched out his hand to stop her and said: "Yingying, don't worry, I feel Xiaohui may be fine."
"Is everything okay? Why?" Feng Yueying asked.
¡°Look at the way he sleeps, it¡¯s just like a normal person sleeping after fatigue. It¡¯s completely different from his original appearance,¡± Ye Fan said.
Feng Yueying took a closer look and realized that this was indeed the case. Although the difference was not particularly big, it could be felt that this was a normal person falling asleep when tired.
"Let's wait until he wakes up," Ye Fan said.
Feng Yueying bit her lower lip, nodded, and said "hmm" with expectation in her eyes.
As night fell, Ye Fan stayed quietly with Feng Yueying in the nursing ward.
Feng Xiaohui¡¯s situation was very special, and Ye Fan did not dare to leave the ward.
Du Yuner was very considerate and bought some delicious takeaways for the two of them. After all, the food in the hospital tasted very average.
After the three of them had some dinner, Ye Fan asked Du Yun'er to find Roonida, took a laptop, and looked at the medical information on the axis of the earth in the ward.
"Brother Ye Fan, have you found a way to save Angel?" Du Yuner asked softly.
"How can it be so easy By the way, Yun'er, you also know about An Qier," Ye Fan wondered.
"I told Yoona?, you mentioned it when you were not here." Feng Yueying asked curiously: "Hubby, is Angel your first love? "
Seeing the two women looking at him gossiping, Ye Fan couldn't laugh or cry, and said: "What first love? When I met Angel, she was only thirteen years old."
"Huh? So young?" Feng Yueying said: "I thought she was a big beauty."
"If An Qier can grow up smoothly, she should be a great beauty, but to me, her soul is the most beautiful," Ye Fan seemed to mutter to himself.
"Husband, didn't you say you would tell me about Angel? Tell me now," Feng Yueying said.
Ye Fan thought this was a good idea and asked Feng Yueying to divert his attention and not worry about Feng Xiaohui all the time, so he nodded and said: "You may also already know that I was spotted by the old-ones and was kidnapped overseas. , after life and death selection and hard training, he was selected by the Black Emperor to become his disciple
I entered the industry at the age of thirteen, officially using the code name of ¡®fallen¡¯ as a killer, and killing people all over the world. By the time I turned seventeen, I was already the killer with the highest reward in the world
My killing efficiency and the number of enemies killed on the battlefield were both record-breaking. At that time, I was killing people until I was numb. Of course, when I opened my eyes every day, there were countless people who wanted to kill me for various purposes. Kill me"
Ye Fan talked leisurely, recalling the past years in his mind. The two women listened quietly, and gradually became immersed in Ye Fan's past time
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On the vast African grassland, a river meanders through.
A piece of land far away from the river was reclaimed and turned into a small market.
Local indigenous people and people from some nearby small towns will come here to exchange daily necessities with the most primitive goods and goods.
Currency is completely meaningless in this kind of country. Abnormal inflation makes the currency of this African country no different than toilet paper.
Where there are people, there is business.
There are several small stalls in the north of the market. The stall owners sell scones made of cassava flour, soups made from wild vegetables on the grassland, and some smoked pheasant meat and wild boar meat.
The food is very rough, but it is not easy to fill your stomach with decent food in this backward land.
A man who looks very young, with black hair and yellow skin, wearing a camouflage jacket, and exuding an aloof and indifferent temperament, is sitting in a stall, occupying a wooden table by himself.
He was sipping soup and nibbling wild boar meat. There was a ceramic basin in front of him with several cassava cakes in it.
Such a meal is definitely a sumptuous meal here, enough to make many black natives and civilians passing by salivate.
While the young people were devouring their food, three skinny black children, who looked to be five or six years old, maybe seven or eight years old at most, came over.
The eldest among them, a little girl, held a pottery bowl with a cracked edge and stretched it towards the young man.
The three children smelled the food and swallowed eagerly. They looked at this strange passer-by eagerly, begging for something to eat.
"Good Samaritan, my two brothers and I have had nothing to eat for two days. Can you give us some cassava cakes For the three of us, half is enough" The little black girl used the local indigenous word Yu said, regardless of whether the young man understood it or not.
The man raised his head, his cold eyes falling on the three children, "Is half a piece of cake enough for three people?"
With one opening of his mouth, the man spoke the aboriginal language used by this tribe skillfully. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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