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"Thank you for your hard work. Go and have a rest. Of course, you can also go to my restaurant. I have ordered the chef to prepare lunch for you as soon as possible."
Lan Qi nodded, patted his shoulder, and thanked him.
"Great."
Mist Lord Orion and Lan Qi chatted for a few more words and said goodbye soon.
After sending away Mist Lord Orion.
Lan Qi glanced at Esmode, who was stunned for a long time in the distance, and smiled slightly, meaning that he can only help you so much, and you have to go out on your own in the next step.
He turned around and headed alone to the central forbidden warehouse's only passage leading to the testing ground.
Walking along the automatically opened black waterfall illusion door, he saw the internal streamlined passage and illusion corridor, as if he had walked a long road. When the light appeared again, he was already standing in a circular closed within the space.
In addition to the inhuman fourth ancestor Eduardo, there is also the fallen minister Kaliela who controls the vampire duke.
"I think torturing him for a few more days and nights won't make him surrender, so maybe we can only seal him up in the ancestral land. You're going to the Purgatory City of Pascual, and I'm also going to the human kingdom, so let's escort him there together."
Fallen Lord Kaliera glanced at Lan Qi, spread his hands and said.
Although Eduardo has been tortured by the poet of great love and is a little delirious, there is still a steel in his heart that cannot be cut no matter how hard it is, which cannot be destroyed or conquered in any way.
"Control his dreams as I say."
Lan Qi passed his consciousness to the Fallen Lord Kaliela.
In this enchantment of falling gentle land, as long as Lan Qi relaxes his mind and actively falls into the illusion, Kaliela can read his consciousness.
After a long time, the Fallen Lord Kaliela opened her eyes, and Lan Qi also woke up from the illusion at the same time.
"I understand your request, but the illusion you have spun is a bit... Eduardo may soon doubt which side is true."
Kaliela's expression was full of contempt.
It wasn't that she wanted to break him.
To be honest, this dream was not only not beautiful, it was even average. She didn't think the enemy could fall in it at all.
"Well, he has fallen into the gentle land of falling."
But Fallen Lord Kaliera still weaved a gentle dreamland that Lan Qi asked her to help perform. Efficiency is paramount. She is not a demon woman who likes nonsense.
"Don't worry, leave it to me."
Lanci said confidently, then closed his eyes and entered Eduardo's dream.
"..."
Caliera raised her eyebrows in confusion.
"It's obviously my innate magic, why does it feel like it's yours again?"
She muttered somewhat depressedly, and then began to observe Eduardo's new dream.
She wanted to see how this unknown minister would use her innate magic.
Chapter 596 Lan Qi will always do gentle things
Outside the window, the trees swayed gently in the wind, and occasionally the chirping of birds could be heard.
Sunlight shines through the half-open white curtains and onto the neat single bed.
The air smells slightly of disinfectant, but it's not pungent.
This room is not big, but the decoration is simple and practical. There is a quiet landscape painting hanging on the wall. There is a water glass, a stainless steel insulated lunch box and a basket of fruit on the small bedside table, as if someone hurriedly brought them to him. Then he went downstairs again.
"what!!"
On the white hospital bed, the young man woke up suddenly and became breathless.
"Finally home……"
He muttered to himself absentmindedly.
soon.
It wasn't the simple furniture in the ward that caught his attention.
But there was a concerned face on the stool not far away, and his worry could not be hidden in the emerald green eyes.
"Duado, how do you feel? What did you dream about this time?"
The doctor in a white coat sat next to him and asked very kindly.
When the boy didn't respond, the doctor added:
"You need to wake up. Your body is in critical condition. According to my diagnosis, the effect of the medicine has been weakening recently."
"..."
The young man stared blankly at the doctor with black hair and green eyes in front of the hospital bed.
He remembered that his name was Duado.
He is a sophomore at No. 71 Middle School and is currently on leave of absence due to illness.
Countless twisted characters and strange knowledge were recalled to him along with his awakening, causing him to feel a tingling sensation in his brain for a moment, and he covered his head in pain.
How to calculate permutations and combinations, and what is the law of momentum?
He only felt as if he had learned it, but also as if he had never learned it.
But this feeling is normal, and that’s what learning is all about.
"Your parents have sold their house to pay for your treatment, and their savings for retirement are almost gone. If you continue to torture them, I'm afraid they will have to sleep on the streets every day."
The doctor glanced at the metal thermal lunch box on the bedside and said.
"You, what are you talking about? I am the fourth ancestor of the blood clan, I am Eduardo, I am Duado?"
The young man turned his head stiffly, staring blankly at his reflection on the thermal lunch box, and scratched his cheek.
He had just woken up from a dream, and the faint remaining memory only reminded him that the dream was extremely real and cruel.
For a moment, I couldn't even tell which was a dream and which was reality.
But he didn't know why. Now he just wanted to sleep again and escape from this reality that made him panic for no reason.
"To be honest, your parents are almost overwhelmed. They just brought you lunch and rushed downstairs to pay the bill. You didn't see their embarrassed and dilemma expressions."
The doctor with black hair and green eyes tapped the tablet with his fingers and added,
"I didn't want to tell you this, but I think you need to wake up."
The doctor's voice was still calm.
"No, I am a vampire..."
The young man's voice to himself was full of uncertainty. He felt his chest was congested, and he was more willing to believe that the reality he was in now was fake, and that the dream was real.
"Ah Duo, I was very worried when I saw the way you were dreaming yesterday."
The doctor finally put down the tablet, frowned and stared at him and said.
"Ah! No!"
The boy broke out in a heavy cold sweat. Just briefly recalling the horrific fragments left in his dream, he wanted to seek sedatives from the doctor.
"Okay, it's okay. If you feel pain, don't think about it anymore."
The doctor with black hair and green eyes stood up and patted the boy's back, as if to smoothen his breath.
Until Duado's mood slowly stabilized, the doctor finally sat back on the chair again and looked at him kindly.
"Stop clinging to that dream and fantasy world, and your condition will get better immediately. Everything actually depends on your heart."
said the doctor.
"I understand...Dr. Lan."
Like a wild horse that had just been subdued, Duado lowered his head and responded with a hoarse voice.
In the quiet ward of the hospital, there was the sound of footsteps walking outside the door from time to time, which made him feel very safe. His attending physician, Professor Lan, was an expert in brain medicine and mental illness in the city. His parents asked for help a lot. Talent managed to send him to the hospital and Professor Lan agreed to take over his illness.
It turns out that Dr. Lan is also a good person, and even helped his parents advance money, saving him all the expenses.
Next.
In the ward.
"Hodor."
The doctor began his diagnosis and treatment in a calm and deep tone, slowly and without any sign of haste.
"Please don't be afraid. Think back slowly. Is the dream this time the same as before? Is the worldview more complete?"
Dr. Lan's eyes seemed to penetrate that layer of psychological defense that was difficult for ordinary people to touch, and he fixed on Duado and asked.
"what?!"
Duado suddenly became frightened again and instinctively clenched his hands.
"Hodor, it's okay, this is reality, I'm by your side."
The doctor continued to soothe Duado slowly with his patient tone,
"No matter what happens in the dream, it will not come to reality. Even if you accidentally fall asleep again and continue to have nightmares, I will wake you up immediately and let's hook up, okay?"
His voice was as gentle as a father's, and he stretched out his hand. Duado's eyes widened, but he did not dare to respond.
"..."
Gradually, Duado felt a subtle dependence, as if he had found an anchor in the bay.
He stretched out his hand and touched Dr. Lan's warm hand.
Sure enough, Dr. Lan would not hurt him.
"In fact, your disease is not rare in the world, but it is rarely encountered in China. According to the data my instructor sent me, the recovery rate is very high."
Dr. Lan continued.
"...Do I really look like I'm about to get better? Do I really need to struggle? It's better to free my parents as soon as possible."