"Mom!"
As soon as she saw that woman, Zhang Baobao, who was outside the operating room, immediately cheered with joy and then threw herself into the woman's arms.
The woman looked at Zhang Baobao, who had rushed to her, with some puzzlement. The eyes that looked at Lu Yuan were full of confusion.
"You have just had brain surgery, and you don't remember many things. Your name is Zhang Fenglan, and this is your daughter Zhang Baobao. From now on you have to take good care of her."
Hearing Lu Yuan say this, the puzzled look in the woman's eyes disappeared instantly. She hugged Zhang Baobao with a smile and said, "Baobao, mom is so happy to see you!"
However, a look of doubt appeared on Zhang Baobao's little face when the woman said this.
In Zhang Baobao's memory, her mother had never spoken to her in this tone before.
This scene was seen by Lu Yuan, and he just sighed silently.
Zhang Baobao's mother had been dead for more than two days. Lu Yuan didn't have the ability to resurrect the dead.
At this time, the chip in the head of Zhang Baobao's mother was an artificial intelligence robot chip, and the heart was an artificial heart made by Lu Yuan himself.
The other organs such as liver, kidney, etc. were also cleaned up by Lu Yuan, because the time of death was too long, those things had begun to rot.
Replaced with a power hub module and various circuit transistors.
It can be said that Zhang Baobao's mother now is actually an intelligent robot wearing human skin.
It's just that the internal components of this robot are all components made by Lu Yuan.
In order to make this intelligent robot as realistic as possible, Lu Yuan even equipped it with mechanical intestines and stomachs. This is also considering the factor that the robot will eat with Zhang Baobao in the future.
Seeing Zhang Baobao's expression at this time, Lu Yuan knew that she couldn't see that her mother was a robot yet.
When she grows up after a few years, she will slowly discover the secret.
But there are many possibilities for things in the future.
Lu Yuan glanced at Liu Yuan standing outside the door. Liu Yuan immediately entered the operating room with a cryogenic storage box.
It contained Zhang Fenglan's dead brain tissue.
If one day Lu Yuan can unlock the relevant knowledge about reactivating dead brain tissue, it may be possible to really wake up the mother's brain consciousness.
"Huh? Mom, your legs are healed too?"
At this time, Zhang Baobao saw that Zhang Fenglan's broken leg had recovered, she turned around and hugged Lu Yuan's leg and said in a tender voice, "Big brother, thank you!"
Lu Yuan rubbed the little girl's hair and smiled, "You're welcome. I'm a doctor. Treating illnesses and saving people is what I should do. But from now on, your mother may have to be hospitalized here for long-term treatment."
Suddenly, the little girl lowered her head and said in a low voice, "Big brother, Baobao, Baobao has no money..."
Looking at the little girl in front of him with special abilities, the smile on Lu Yuan's face had a little more of something else.
"It doesn't matter, are you willing to be my nurse? I'll calculate the same salary as Liu Yuan for you."
Zhang Baobao's eyes widened in surprise and said, "Big brother, really? Can I work here like that beautiful sister?"
Lu Yuan nodded and said, "Of course you can! Are you willing?"
The little girl nodded her head vigorously, afraid that Lu Yuan would go back on his word, and hooked her little finger and said in a tender voice, "Big brother, let's hook our fingers, you can't go back on your word, oh!"
Lu Yuan hooked Zhang Baobao's little finger, and then the thumbs of the adult and the child bumped hard against each other, "Well, no regrets!"
Little Girl: "Whoever regrets it, turn them into a toy!"
Lu Yuan: "Okay! Whoever regrets it, turn them into a toy!"
A young male doctor and a little girl who had just recovered from her mother were hooking their fingers at the door of the operating room. This should have been an extremely warm and harmonious picture, but it made Liu Yuan, who had just returned from the freezer, feel numb all over.
These two people, one big and one small, have the same preference.
They both like to collect their favorite toys.
It's just that the smaller ones collect dolls, and the bigger ones collect...cough cough, they are called exhibits.
When these two got together... Liu Yuan suddenly felt that the clinic seemed safer!
Half an hour later, Liu Yuan and Zhang Fenglan finished breakfast, and the four of them ate together.
After that, Zhang Fenglan went to wash the dishes, and Liu Yuan started mopping the floors in various areas on the first floor of the clinic.
Zhang Baobao grabbed Lu Yuan's hand and asked, "Brother Lu, what is my job today?"
Looking at Zhang Fenglan's back, Lu Yuan said, "As the second employee of our small clinic, you only have one job, which is to accompany the hospitalized patients for a walk, chat with them, play with them, and make them happy. That's it."
Zhang Baobao tilted her little head, grabbed Lu Yuan's hand, blinked, and said in a tender voice, "Brother Lu, you lied to me, this is not a job at all..."
Lu Yuan thought about it and said again: "Of course there are other things. Usually you are responsible for the security work of our entire park. When someone comes, guide them to the reception hall to get a number. If someone breaks in without permission--"
"Then Baobao will turn them all into toys!"
Seeing the excitement in Zhang Baobao's eyes, Lu Yuan thought that since few people would break into his park casually, he nodded and said, "It's up to you! Okay, I'm busy, go for a walk with your mother first."
"Yeah!"
Zhang Baobao nodded heavily and said, "See you later, Brother Lu!"
"Yeah, see you later."
After Zhang Baobao and Zhang Fenglan left, Lu Yuan called Liu Yuan to prepare a long-term ward and arrange it for Zhang Fenglan and her daughter.
Lu Yuan's clinic has 5 floors above, with 99 wards on the top three floors. Because of the special identity of Zhang Baobao, Lu Yuan arranged for them to stay in ward No. 99 at the end of the top floor to minimize their contact with patients in the clinic during the day.
After arranging the ward, Liu Yuan reported to Lu Yuan: "Boss, I sent the two adult golden eagles to the freezer with that big crocodile, and the thirteen little ones were being watched by the big crocodile in the back."
As she spoke, Liu Yuan glanced apprehensively at Lu Yuan's arm again.
Lu Yuan nodded and said, "Well, I know. Take a break today, you've been busy for a few days."
Seeing Lu Yuan's attitude, Liu Yuan knew that he was going to get busy again. After all, there was one lying in operating room No. 3, two tied up in the freezer, and according to Lu Yuan's personality, he simply couldn't stop.
The little nurse looked at Lu Yuan sympathetically and said in a low voice, "Boss, be careful, don't overexert yourself..."
Lu Yuan smiled and said, "I'm a doctor, I know my own physical condition best."
With that said, Lu Yuan walked towards operating room No. 3.
Lying in operating room No. 3 was the old woman. Dissecting and autopsying had become routine for Lu Yuan.
Twenty minutes later, the light in operating room No. 3 went out, and Lu Yuan's basement level 1 freezer had another clean exhibit.
The old woman was not an ability user, so Lu Yuan was unable to replicate the ability gene. The knowledge that appeared in his mind after the dissection was not very advanced either, just a common medical gauze wrapping technique.
After getting busy here, Lu Yuan went back to his rest room and took a nap.
He hadn't slept for more than two days.
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
