Old Master Mo Is About to Explode

As the war drew to a close, the remaining medical personnel aboard the space station vessels were sent down to the planet, and the research base's shield was finally opened. Therefore, each aircraft was assigned some nurses to handle simple care for the injured and sick.

A patrolling nurse opened the door to Xilin's ward, preparing to record the patient's various physical examination data. All the data displayed on the instrument was normal, but when she touched Xilin's wrist, she found it ice-cold. She looked at the temperature displayed on the instrument, then felt Xilin's wrist and forehead again. They were still ice-cold, and his pulse was barely perceptible!

How could this be!!

The little nurse panicked and quickly pressed the emergency alarm beside her.

The battlefield had already concluded, and Huoding was directing the post-war cleanup. Work on the injured in the rescue cave and other parts of the base was underway, and word came from the waste disposal plant that "cleanup is complete." Huoding could finally relax a little, but only a little. He wouldn't be idle; after this mission, there would be a series of matters to handle, including compensation for fallen warriors, mission reports, and post-war analysis, all of which he had to personally attend to.

Huoding took a deep breath. This ordeal was finally over! Fortunately, those little ancestors were fine.

As it turned out, Huoding relaxed too soon. As soon as he exhaled, his communicator rang.

Knight, who was dragging a bag full of rat claws and teeth back, saw Huoding holding his phone and shouting from afar: "A bunch of useless people, I'm coming over immediately!"

After disconnecting the communication, Huoding said something to a captain beside him, asking Gerard to take over command of subsequent affairs, and then he sprinted towards the aircraft.

"Did something happen?" Knight walked over and asked the captain.

The captain didn't think too much about it and said, "It seems like one of the patients on the aircraft had an accident."

A patient? There were few people who could elicit such a reaction from Huoding, making him abandon battlefield matters and rush over in a hurry. However, with Gerard and several other captains, who were Huoding's close comrades, on the battlefield, if it was a patient on the aircraft...

Knight put down the bag, took out his communicator, and dialed. After a few rings, Pride's nostrils appeared on the communicator, and he spoke in a groggy, extremely impatient tone: "What are you shouting about? I'm still sleeping. The doctor told me to rest more, delaying my recovery you..."

Before Pride could finish, Knight directly disconnected the communication and dialed Xilin's number, but no one answered for a long time. Knight ignored the bag of "spoils" and ran towards the aircraft. The communication was fine earlier, what exactly happened?

In Hard's ward, although he was in the serious illness ICU, judging from his swollen face and the light in his eyes, his recovery was going well.

Hard was talking to Saqi at the moment, and Saqi was telling him about later events. As Saqi was speaking, they heard a commotion outside, which seemed to be heading towards the first aid room.

"I wonder who it is this time," Saqi sighed.

Before long, a nurse came in, checked the infusion bag, and took a sample from it to test with the instrument she was holding.

Seeing the nurse's visibly relieved expression, Saqi asked curiously, "What's wrong?"

The nurse gave a reassuring smile: "It's nothing."

"You know, I can just ask the attending physician directly."

"Alas, nothing is wrong here. However, someone in the ward below had a bit of an incident, so we need to re-examine the medication for every patient."

"The ward below? Who?" Saqi asked casually.

"It seems to be someone named Xilin..."

"Xilin?!"

When Huoding arrived at the entrance of the First Aid Room, Saqi was waiting there, pushing Hard, who was in a wheelchair.

"Why are you out? With such serious injuries, rest is what you need most."

Upon seeing Huoding, Hard couldn't salute like Saqi. He raised his hand to salute, but Huoding stopped him. Hard then said, "I can't rest easy lying there."

A person in a Medic uniform ran over from behind Huoding to report the situation.

The data on the ward's Monitor had been cleared, the two Monitors outside the ward had also been tampered with, and the Instruments inside the ward had their programs hacked and altered. Therefore, when the patient's condition became critical, no alarm signal was sent. Most importantly, no suspicious individuals could be found... Huoding's frown deepened as he looked at the situation recorded on the Electronic Notebook handed to him. He had been negligent.

A Medical Staff member from the Drug Testing Room said to Huoding, "There's a highly toxic substance in the Infusion Bag. Based on the dosage, it could be fatal within half an hour, but the patient injected with this substance feels no discomfort, only increasing drowsiness." Then they would fall into a sleep from which they would never wake, until death. The Medical Staff member didn't dare to say the last part, but everyone knew what it meant...

Knight, who had rushed up immediately upon not seeing Xilin in the ward below, happened to overhear this. He was so enraged that he directly pulled out his gun and pressed it to the person's forehead, "Are you a bunch of useless idiots?! You don't know which bag is poisoned and which isn't?! Haven't you done any tests?!"

For Warriors, dying on the Battlefield was something they would do without regret. But to die inexplicably and meaninglessly would mean their souls would find no peace.

"Knight, calm down!" Huoding signaled a few Medics to pull Knight away, but they couldn't snatch the gun from his hand.

Knight broke free from their grasp, put away his gun, and took the Electronic Notebook Huoding offered to look at the recorded situation.

The Monitors were tampered with and couldn't capture any suspicious personnel? The Infusion Bag...

Wait!

"I know who swapped that Infusion Bag!!" Knight opened his Communicator and brought up that communication record, "It's this woman!"

A nurse?

Huoding opened his Communicator and made a call, transmitting this video. "Investigate this woman!"

Not long after disconnecting, Huoding's Communicator rang again.

Huoding glanced at the Comms ID. It was a special communicator from Seven Luminaries. Although the main mission was over, the follow-up work was still being handled. Generally, people from Seven Luminaries wouldn't inquire at this time, as it might involve military implications. Thinking of someone, Huoding suddenly felt nervous. Gritting his teeth, he pressed the answer button.

The screen flashed, displaying Mo Heng's unusually kind smiling face.

"Little Ding."

As expected...

Cold sweat streamed down Huoding's back. He hadn't been this nervous even when facing so many Mutated Black Rats.

"M-Master Mo, hello!" Huoding's body tensed as he gave a military salute.

Seeing Huoding's reaction, Mo Heng said, "What's wrong? You're sweating all over. Are you that nervous to see me? Am I more terrifying than those Mutated Black Rats?" Mo Heng was quite aware of the mission here.

More than terrifying, he was terrifying by a lot, a lot, a lot. Huoding thought, but he really didn't know how to answer. Before he could speak, Mo Heng spoke again.

"Did something happen to Xilin?" Seeing Huoding's reaction, Mo Heng could guess something.

But even through the Communicator, Huoding could feel the oppressive low-pressure aura around Old Master Mo as he said this.

Old Master Mo was about to lose his temper.

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