flstandardbreds Chapter 133 Heart
Chapter 133 Heart
(I've noticed a problem: since the card-playing part has been revised again and again because of Konami's new cards... why don't I update some slice-of-life content in between? That way I can also fill in the plot holes I dug earlier.)
(Tomato in confusion)
Although there were no visible external injuries and he received timely medical treatment, Bandir remained unconscious.
After using two more [Psychic Healing] spells but still seeing no sign of waking up, Xing Liang guessed that Bandir had suffered a mental shock, and that treating his physical body alone would be ineffective.
But Xing Liang wasn't a doctor, so he didn't know the specifics of the situation.
Therefore, professional matters should be left to professionals.
After repeatedly assuring Ruidi that Bandir would be alright, Xing Liang opened the "door" leading to the prisoner's hideout.
Xing Liang has verified this multiple times. Not to mention the royal city, there is no hospital in the entire Yingmotuo or even the entire human world that can treat illnesses related to telekinesis. Only the criminals have a certain understanding and development of telekinesis because there are many elves of the resonance telekinetic race. The criminal doctor Nai Che who treated him before is an example.
"anyone there?"
The sudden appearance of the figure startled Nai Che, and she almost pressed the alarm on her desk. She only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that it was Xing Liang.
“Mr. Nianzhong, your sudden appearance is not good for your heart.”
"Sorry, sorry, next time I'll open the 'door' from the outside."
"Did something go wrong with the modifications? I told you so..."
On the night Xing Liang fell into a deep sleep due to overuse of his psychic powers and declarations, Naich conducted a detailed examination of his body and discovered that he possessed two similar yet distinctly different psychic powers.
These two forces of thought are vying to transform Xing Liang's body, making it more compatible with the flow and operation of mental energy. However, because the two forces of thought are different, their corresponding transformation needs are also different.
Thus, the two opposing forces of thought fought uncontrollably within his body, repeatedly transforming various parts of Xing Liang's body in a tug-of-war-like manner.
Bone deterioration, muscle tearing, blood vessel displacement... these are the biggest sources of Xing Liang's daily excruciating pain.
One of these two psychic powers comes from Xing Liang's resonant psychic spirit, the Psychic Defender, but strangely, the source of the other psychic power is unknown.
After repeated examinations with various instruments, she finally discovered the source of this unknown mental power—Xing Liang's brain.
He has an extra organ in his brain.
"No, no, no, it's something else I need to trouble you with."
The "door" was not yet closed. In order to prevent Xing Ya behind the "door" from hearing anything, Xing Liang quickly interrupted Nai Che and carried Bandil in from behind the "door".
"Could you please check this child's physical condition?"
Naich got up and led Xing Liang into the operating room, instructing Xing Liang to lay Bandir flat on the operating table.
The sophisticated instruments used for the examination, which are related to psychic abilities, are extremely sensitive to psychic power. Xing Liang, who has an organ in his brain that produces psychic power, is like a psychic elf, and his body is constantly radiating psychic power. In order not to affect the examination results, he was wheeled out of the operating room.
"The examination will take some time, so please wait patiently outside, Mr. Nianzhong."
With that, Nacher closed the operating room door.
Xing Liang clicked his tongue as he looked at the "Operation in Progress" sign lit up on the door frame.
If the people of Asot saw this, they would probably think he had done something to their young chieftain, and might even fight him to the death.
The wounds have all healed, and the psychic energy injected into his body has been extracted, so he should be fine... right?
Xing Liang was also somewhat unsure.
Thinking this, someone pushed open the door to the infirmary.
"Is Mr. Nianzhong here for a follow-up examination?"
The newcomer removed his mask, revealing a scruffy middle-aged man with a slightly surprised expression. Xing Liang recognized him the moment he entered.
"Uh, because of some other things... Where's Buddy, buddy?"
Xing Liang continued the conversation.
"It's nothing serious..."
Buddy lifted his hood, walked to the locker in the infirmary, and took out a box according to its number.
"It's just... the designated date has arrived, so we're here to replace some items."
"What?"
Xing Liang's gaze shifted to the box in Buddy's hand.
"Did you say this?"
Buddy weighed the box in his hand.
"This is the heart the leader prepared for my transplant."
"Oh, so you're here for a heart transplant... wait a minute."
Xing Liang was a beat slow to realize what he had heard and turned around abruptly.
"Why do you suddenly need a heart transplant? No, no, that's not the point. Why does it sound to you like getting a heart transplant is as casual as 'I'll order an extra dish for lunch today'?"
And shouldn't a donor heart be carefully preserved and await a suitable match? Isn't it risky to just casually hold it in your hand and drop it?
In heart transplantation surgery, the retrieval and preservation of the donor heart requires strict conditions and techniques. The heart needs to be removed from the donor's body and preserved and transported within a short period of time to ensure that it can maintain normal function during the transplantation process.
In layman's terms, this means that donor hearts should be "taken and used immediately," and the procedure should be extremely rigorous, rather than simply being taken out of a locker.
Could it be an artificial heart?
Buddy clearly didn't understand what Xing Liang was shocked about. He thought for a moment and then handed the box in his hand to Xing Liang.
"Well, I can't really explain it either. As a fellow psychic spirit, you should be able to understand it more quickly by 'seeing' it for yourself."
Xing Liang put Bandir's situation in the operating room out of his mind (Bandir: Feed me peanuts), took the box with both hands, and carefully placed it flat on Naicher's desk. Only after making sure it was stable did he open the lid—it wasn't even locked or designed with multiple mechanisms, it was just a snap-on lid that he opened with a flick of his wrist.
The moment the box was opened, he froze, his telekinesis telling him what was inside before his eyes could see:
A heart as clear and transparent as glass, made of pure mental energy.
"This, this is..."
This psychic heart will be activated after acquiring complete DNA information. Once activated, it will encode and assimilate according to the provided DNA, and the psychic power that constitutes it will immediately transform into flesh and blood, making it a real human heart.
A heart that will not cause any immune rejection and is a perfect match for the DNA donor.
The above is the information that Xing Liang deciphered by contacting this psychic heart with his psychic power.
"How wonderful..."
Faced with such an astonishing creation made of mental power, Xing Liang was momentarily at a loss for words to express his shock.
If we compare the use of mental power in this heart to a marble sculpture from the Renaissance period on Earth, then his previous use of mental power was like a child haphazardly sculpting a little figure out of clay.
After judging from Xing Liang's expression that he understood, Buddy then explained Xing Liang's first question.
"In order to complete the mission, we will inevitably have to engage in dark duels with the enemy, which will put a considerable burden on our bodies regardless of whether we win or lose."
As he spoke, Buddy patted his chest.
"These burdens usually cause damage to vital organs such as the heart and lungs. Therefore, in order to reduce the burden and maintain combat effectiveness as much as possible, we will transplant a second or even a third heart and replace it regularly."
Upon hearing this, Xing Liang shifted his gaze from the heart in the box and looked at Buddy's chest with a strange expression.
Three hearts and two lungs? Are you also an Astartes?