Interstellar Ugly Man Strategy

Shen Yan carried Doctor Xili onto the bed and checked his physical condition with his supernatural powers.

The strange thing is that Dr. Xili's body seems to be locked by a lock, and nothing can be detected, there is nothing but nothingness.

Shen Yan was puzzled. He was sure that Dr. Xili's physical signs were stable and there was no problem, but he didn't know why he was unconscious.

He has no choice but to wait and see what happens. After all, the medical facilities here are limited. If it weren't for the limited medical facilities, Camp wouldn't have to wait so many years for him to get cured.

Even the news of the distant Seablue Star came later than other planets.

In the next few days, Dr. Xili did not wake up. Shen Yan only gave him nutrition injections. The strange thing was that he hadn't eaten, but Dr. Xili's body did not show any tendency to lose weight. If this were not the case, Shen Yan would have been anxious.

He is like the bigu cultivator written in the novel. He is not fainted but settled.

"Shen Yan, I heard that your grandpa fainted?" Marcy Camp took Zosen to the hospital to look for Shen Yan to play. Zosen's body is fine, and the neatly-managed Zosen looks even more beautiful. It's not real.

The golden medium-length hair is softly draped over his shoulders, the emerald green pupils are as beautiful as precious gems, and the skin is white as porcelain. He is of European descent, with three-dimensional features, deep eyes, and a tall and slender figure, estimated to be more than 1.9 meters.

Walking on the street, the turning head rate is 100%.

He was obviously out of place here, like a canary strayed into a pile of graybirds.

"Well, I haven't regained consciousness, so I will be in the hospital during this period, and I won't have time to play with you." Shen Yan talked to Masikamp while healed people.

Marcy Camp raised his chin triumphantly, "I didn't come to play with you. I have Zotson with me. I don't need you. I just passed by here. Zozen said he wanted to come and have a look, so we came here. ."

However, it was Zosen in his mouth that walked to Shen Yan's side and said, "Is there anything I can help?"

Shen Yan is indeed a little busy alone. Dr. Xili is not there. He uses abilities to heal people. Zozen is not a healing abilities, so he can't help him much.

"No thanks."

Zozen nodded, found an empty spot to stand aside, and didn't mean to leave, just like a door god.

Everyone who came and went would look at Zawson as long as they saw him. There were even girls who came forward to talk to him, but they were all driven away mercilessly by Marcy Camp.

"Let's go to the game, what's to be done here." Marcykamp tried hard to lobby Zawson, but Zawson turned a deaf ear.

Zuo Sen’s eyes kept falling on Shen Yan. He remembered that Marshal Fu’s son, Fu Xiling’s newlywed husband, looked like this. Almost everyone saw the video of Fu Xiling’s kidnapping that day, and everyone’s face of his newlywed husband was also seen. See it clearly.

The identity of Fu Xiling's newly married husband is even more clearly known, the son of a small planet merchant, Zhao Tan, twenty years old, a low-level wood-type supernatural ability.

Although it is also a small planet, the small planet from which Zhao Tan was born is different from the sea blue star. It is a mineral star, and most of the mineral owners on that planet are Zhao's family.

"Shen Yan, is he a healer?" Zosen asked at Massikamp.

"Yeah, isn't it obvious? He is still a green-level healer, and he has cured even the disease that has plagued my uncle for many years." Marcykamp told Zotson what he knew, just like pouring beans.

Zosen was a little surprised, is it really just similar?

Those with middle-level healing abilities, and those with low-level wood abilities. The abilities do not match, the names do not match.

It is gender and appearance that can be matched.

"Shen Yan is a local?"

Marcy Camp shook his head, "No, he moved in with his grandfather last month. Why are you so interested in Shen Yan, Zozen? Are you interested in him?"

Marcy Camp felt the crisis immediately, and he was fully guarded, but he did not expect to forget to prevent the sinking inkstone!

Zozen gave him a white look, "You think too much, I just think he is so powerful at a young age, a little curious."

Marcy Camp breathed a sigh of relief, "He is indeed very powerful, even I have to be convinced."

Since Zosson came to Shen Yan's place, he often ran to Shen Yan's place avoiding Massikamp to help Shen Yan with some small favors, and gradually became familiar with him.

"Shen Yan, do you like Zawson?" Marcy Camp asked while squeezing to Shen Yan's side while Shen Yan was resting.

Shen Yan raised his eyebrows, "Huh?"

Marcy Camp's eyes widened suddenly, "Fuck, no! Will you treat me like this? Don't deceive your friend's wife!"

Shen Yan almost squirted the water out of his mouth, "Are you sure you can beat Zosen?"

Marcykamp thought for a while, although Zotson was beautiful, but not weak, he was taller than him.

"It's a bit hanging..."

Shen Yan almost sneered. He put down his cup and planned to close his eyes to rest up his mind. Massikamp grabbed his sleeve and said excitedly: "You haven't answered me yet? Do you like Zosen?"

Shen Yan shook his head, "I don't like it."

"real?"

"Well, really." It was in the afternoon when Shen Yan was a little drowsy.

"Impossible, you don't like Zawson, are you blind?" Marcy Camp wondered.

Shen Yan was a little speechless, like it or not, Marcy Camp was not happy, it was really hard to wait.

"Hey, Shen Yan, what do you like?" Masikamp asked gossiping in front of him.

For some reason, when Masikamp asked this sentence, the first thing that flashed through Shen Yan's mind turned out to be Fu Xiling's appearance.

He was startled, and said indifferently, "I don't know."

"Impossible, you must have lied to me. You are in your twenties. It is impossible that you haven't liked people yet. Are you still a virgin?" Laughed.

It was ridiculous for a while and didn't hear Shen Yan's answer. He stared at Shen Yan with incredibly wide-eyed eyes, "Fuck! No way! I was right?!"

Shen Yan ignored him, but Marcykamp had to hold onto his sleeve, and asked, "Couldn't the first kiss still be there?"

The memory from the bottom of the box suddenly poured out. If the bite on the lips is considered a kiss, then the first kiss is gone.

Because of Maxikamp's gossip spirit, Shen Yan couldn't take a peaceful nap. His sleep was full of Fu Xiling, and when he was finally awakened, she was in a cold sweat.

Had to get up to take a shower.

The water rushed over him, Shen Yan lowered his head and put his hands on the glass, and his fingers unconsciously wrote the words "Fu Xiling" on the mist-shrouded glass.

I don't know how Fu Xiling is now.

At night, Shen Yan returned to his residence. As soon as he turned on the light, he saw a person sitting on the sofa, Doctor Xili.

"I'm home."

Shen Yan was stunned. For a while, he didn't know whether to ask him why he didn't turn on the light or when he woke up.

Dr. Xili looked plain, as if this night was countless ordinary nights before, and he had not fainted.

Shen Yan put the bag in his hand on the table, "Well, have you eaten it?"

"I have eaten it, but if I eat more, I can eat it." Dr. Xili said, he reached into Shen Yan's bag and took out the food inside.

Shen Yan went to wash his hands, changed his clothes, and sat next to Doctor Xili, "When did you wake up?"

Dr. Xili asked him while eating the meat: "It didn't take long, about three hours ago."

"Well, is your body okay?"

"It's okay, I feel great." Dr. Xili's eyes were full of lightness, and even the melancholy that always accompanied him before disappeared.

Shen Yan was a little puzzled, and immediately put his hand on Doctor Xili's hand if he felt it, "You... are you advanced?"

Dr. Xili swallowed the meat in his mouth and showed a big smile, "It's a blessing in disguise."

Shen Yan stared at him blankly. In such a dull night, no one knew that a high-level healing power was born on this remote seablue star.

"Should you die and live afterwards?" Shen Yan muttered to himself.

"I can't feel your power."

Between the ability person and the ability person, especially the same kind of ability person, you can feel the strength of the other party's ability, although it can be hidden, but you can't feel it completely. Is this unique to the high-level ability person? Ability?

"This is probably the difference between high-level abilities, everything returns to the original source, there is nothing, and nothing is there." Doctor Xili explained.

Shen Yan nodded, and then he thought of a question, "Then can you cure Fu Xiling now?"

When Dr. Xili heard the name suddenly, he didn't know who it was.

"That kid, you still remember him." Dr. Xili didn't think much, just joked.

Shen Yan did not speak, but Doctor Xili went on to answer him, "Yes."

Shen Yan clenched his fists, and then thought that this place was so far away from the Emperor Star that it was not easy to go, and he had no identity.

"Want to cure him?" Doctor Xili asked Shen Yan with a solemn expression.

Shen Yan nodded, "Well, he is in a difficult situation. There is probably no one who can cure him except you."

Doctor Xili thought of the skinny appearance that Fu Xiling was brought to the clinic by Shen Yan at the beginning, and he could tell that he was indeed having a bad life.

"Then go."

Shen Yan stared at Doctor Xili with his eyes widened slightly, "Can you? It won't be too troublesome..."

Before he finished speaking, Dr. Xili raised his hand and touched his head, "No trouble, you are my apprentice anyway, if you want to help him, let's help."

Shen Yan suddenly felt warmth in his heart, "Well, good."

"But speaking of it, didn't your kid really squat down here deliberately waiting for me to advance to help that kid?" Dr. Xili gave a sharp conversation.

"Master, you think so much. In that case, you would have been thrown away by me." Shen Yan coldly pulled Doctor Xili's hand from his head.

Shen Yan was right. If it was really for Fu Xiling, Dr. Xili's abilities had been completely abolished before, Shen Yan should abandon him, let alone worship him as a teacher, unless Shen Yan could predict the future.