Every time Mu Chen touches the mecha, he can read a little bit of Shen Yi's mental power fluctuation deep in the spiritual realm.
Shen Yi wants to become an excellent mecha master.
This was the only thing in his short life that he dared to fight for with determination and with the utmost courage and effort.
His talent is not high, but he is willing to work hard. Although his grades were not very good when he entered school, he improved rapidly in two years due to diligent study and practice. He had hoped to surprise those who laughed at him and looked down upon him in the second year's annual assessment.
The hard training late at night, the pain and endurance of challenging the physical limits again and again, the expectations for the future, and the persistence of dreams are all destroyed in an instant.
"I was helping someone experiment with a mecha," Mu Chen said. "The circuit design in the cockpit was flawed and it exploded."
Zhong Lan looked at Mu Chen, frowned, and said disapprovingly, "Private mecha transformation experiment?"
From design to test drive, mechas have complicated safety regulations and testing steps. Mecha test pilots also undergo special training, and the Federal Academy of Sciences will not allow military school students to test drive mechas for the first time.
"Yes." Mu Chen nodded.
Zhong Lan: "Where was the first surgery performed?"
"Private small clinic." Mu Chen speculated based on Shen Yi's memories, "I can't remember the specific name... I have no money, so I just found a random place."
That was not the place Shen Yi was looking for. He fell into a coma due to the impact of the explosion, and when he woke up, he was in that small private clinic.
Mu Chen frowned slightly.
That small clinic didn't even bother to administer an adequate amount of anesthesia. He had felt the pain when Shen Yi operated during his dream... it was too painful.
The cold metal probe swept across the skin of Mu Chen's palm inch by inch, and Zhong Lan said nothing. He looked at the inspection data and frowned more and more. After a few minutes, he finally shook his head.
"What kind of shady clinic did you go to?" Zhong Lan sighed and asked Mu Chen, "This surgery was too rough. The nerves were sutured so frizzy. You didn't do any recovery training after the surgery, did you?"
Mu Chen shook his head: "No one told me what to do." He thought for a while, "The doctor at the time said to get more rest."
Zhong Lan sighed again.
He was silent for a moment, looked apologetic, and said guiltily, "In your situation...it is difficult to carry out follow-up treatment now."
Mu Chen: "..."
"Can't we re-operate?"
This is the last hope in Shen Yi's heart.
Zhong Lan couldn't bear it, but still shook his head firmly.
"There were too many places where the nerves were broken. A few pieces...should have been removed as debris during the operation. Although it was managed to be sutured in the end, if it was cut and sutured again, artificial materials would need to be added... The effect may not be as good as it is now."
Zhong Lan repeated again: "I'm sorry."
Mu Chen looked gloomy.
He thought of Shen Yi's memories.
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