Faced with Bai Chen's question, Jiang Baimian lowered his head and smiled:
"Don't be so anxious.
"This will have to wait for the next board meeting to decide.
"However, it is reported that Minister Yu said that the directors are still relatively open-minded in this matter, and the only point of dispute at present is what treatment to give."
"Hmm." Bai Chen was obviously relieved.
Jiang Baimian thought for a while, picked up a piece of paper on the table and said:
"The laboratory has already given a report on the few pieces of paper that Shang Jianyao took back from the ruins of the steel factory.
"Among them, there are two handwritings printed from the previous pages, and after restoration and comparison, it can be determined that they are medical records.
"This medical record is incomplete, the main part is like this:
"Name: Fan Wensi; Gender: Female; Age: 52 years old; Marriage: Married; Address: Room 302, Building 4, District 2, Family Area.
"The patient reported normal mobility and normal mental condition.
"Current medical history: For the past seven days, I have seen my son at least once every day. The patient's son had a car accident a few years ago and became a vegetative state, and is currently receiving a new type of treatment as a volunteer somewhere in the north......"
After Jiang Baimian finished reading, he looked around and said:
"How is it? What do you think?"
"A mental medical record with no major problems." During the period of time Bai Chen joined the company, he also figured out what medical records are.
Long Yuehong said:
"That steel factory hospital can cure mental illness?"
In his opinion, it was a location that was a little larger than the infirmary on each floor of "Pangu Biologics".
Moreover, even within "Pangu Biology", only one of the three major hospitals can treat mental illness.
"The patient may not think that he has a mental illness, and suspects that there is an eye problem, so he can just look for an outpatient clinic to take a look, anyway, the doctor will consider which hospital to transfer her to, and she doesn't need to worry about it." Jiang Baimian tried to explain it with the internal situation of "Pangu Biology".
Shang Jianyao, who was quietly listening to their discussion, suddenly said:
"What if the patient has no mental problems and no eye disease, but can see his son at least once a day?"
Long Yuehong suddenly "hissed":
"Stop telling ghost stories, that's a vegetative state!
"Take 10,000 steps back, even if her son is really cured and wakes up, there is no reason to hide from her mother, only a few times a day around her?"
Shang Jianyao's guess made Long Yuehong feel a little cold inexplicably, as if she was quietly blown by the cold wind from hell.
Windy ......
Wind......
Long Yuehong's eyes suddenly widened:
"When did you turn on the electric fan?"
Only then did he realize that Shang Jianyao silently turned his head off the silent electric fan on the team leader's table and pressed the switch.
——The daytime of "Pangu Bio" can sometimes be hot.
"When you discuss." Shang Jianyao replied with a smile, "What a atmosphere!"
"Don't waste energy!" Jiang Baimian turned off the fan with a snap.
She turned to say:
"Such a lonely medical record can't see anything, but since it's information left over from the old world, let's put it in our group's file, maybe it will come in handy at any time, connect with other clues, and reveal something."
"Okay." She clapped her hands, "Today's information is the oral history collected by the previous 'old tune group'."
"Oral history?" Bai Chen probably understood what this meant, but he still felt that the term was unfamiliar.
Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao:
"Oral history is the history that the person has heard orally.
"In the past, the main work of the 'old tune team' in the early stage was to collect this, and what they did later, what they gained, was sunk into the sea of history with their disappearance.
"The oral histories we got were mainly from the old people who were still alive in the company at that time and had experienced the destruction of the old world. This is all very valuable information, most of these people have passed away now.
"After reading these repeatedly and extracting useful clues and information, we will change to the second batch of oral histories. This is from the remnants of the old world in the nearby area, similar to Mayor Tian.
"As for the future, there will be no third batch, we can only rely on ourselves.
"In short, our next action goal must be found from these materials, or, according to the saved messages, we will follow the route taken by the 'old tune team' again."
Hearing this, Shang Jianyao raised his hand.
"Needless to say, I know." Jiang Baimian nodded slightly, "You want to choose the second one."
Shang Jianyao shook his head:
"There may be no difference between the two options."
Jiang Baimian suddenly realized:
"Are you trying to say that the route chosen by the previous 'old tune group' should also be based on the clues extracted from these oral histories?"
"No." Shang Jianyao shook his head again, and said in a low voice with a little magnetism, "There is only one path determined by fate for us."
Jiang Baimian glanced at this guy, turned his head to Long Yuehong and said:
"Is this a line from a radio program?"
Long Yuehong nodded heavily:
"Yes!"
Jiang Baimian didn't look at Shang Jianyao, but said to Bai Chen with a smile:
"I forgot to say it just now, you can move to the 622nd floor. Specifically which room you are assigned to, someone will hand over to you at that time.
"Haha, you can listen to the radio tonight."
Bai Chen said "Hmm", his expression fluctuated slightly and quickly returned to normal.
Jiang Baimian didn't say anything more, and waved his hand in reverse like a mosquito:
"Let's all look at the information.
"Shang Jianyao, don't play music!"
"I can't control it!" Shang Jianyao responded loudly.
"Then you can reason with it." Jiang Baimian replied angrily.
Shang Jianyao's eyes suddenly lit up, as if he felt that this method was very difficult for his own thinking.
He sat down and chattered at the small speaker with a black face on a blue background:
"I fixed you with a handful of shit and a handful of urine, do you have to be obedient......"
"I believe now that he really has a doctor to prove it......" Long Yue Hongmu looked at it for a few seconds and said to himself.
"Ah, what did you say? Speak up!" Jiang Baimian tilted his head.
Bai Chen had turned a blind eye to this and looked at the information by himself.
"It's nothing." Long Yuehong quickly shook her head.
Then, he sighed silently:
"What kind of group is this......
And his transfer order doesn't know when he will be able to come down.
…………
After dinner, Shang Jianyao did not go back to the 495th floor immediately, but took the elevator to the 490th floor.
He skillfully bypassed the "activity center" and "supply market" here and came to the front of the back row of rooms.
In the center of these rooms, there is a vertical plaque with black letters on a white background:
"Eleventh Orphanage"
This is the place where Shang Jianyao once lived for three years.
- Inside the "Pangu Creature", there will be an orphanage on every tenth or twentieth floor, responsible for raising children who no longer have immediate family members until they reach the age of eighteen.
At this time, many doors of the orphanage were open, but only two or three figures existed.
The others went to the front cafeteria.
Shang Jianyao walked in and came to the lame old gatekeeper Li Jiawen.
"Is the dean here?" Shang Jianyao asked in a calm voice.
Li Jiawen's hair was already gray, and he sat behind a table, looking drowsy.
Hearing the sound, he hurriedly raised his head and looked at it for a while:
"Small business......
"The dean has gone to dinner, sit down, she will be back in a while."
"No need." Shang Jianyao shook his head and walked to Li Jiawen's side.
There is a black shell machine on the wall there that can be used to trade contribution points.
Shang Jianyao looked at the relatively spacious internal activity space, various relatively old utensils, and quite simple furnishings, took out the electronic card and swiped it on the machine.
Then, he pressed the number of 5 and chose the Eleventh Orphanage as the recipient.
Because it was a large transaction, he pressed his fingerprint again to confirm.
Li Jiawen looked at Shang Jianyao's back and laughed:
"Come and donate?
"It's really intentional, haven't you just started working?"
The basic budget of the orphanage is responsible for the company, but this only covers rooms, venues, personnel salaries, living security for each orphan, and corresponding energy rationing.
If we want to make the orphanage environment better and each orphan eats better, we rely more on donations from employees.
Shang Jianyao turned around, put away the electronic card, and said with a smile:
"Help me save it."
"Huh?" Li Jiawen looked dazed.
"Thank you for every word." Shang Jianyao didn't say anything more, nodded lightly, and walked out of the orphanage.
Li Jiawen watched him go away, stood up slowly, limped to the black shell machine, and checked the transaction records.
"5 thousand?" He exclaimed.
He has worked for so many years, and his current savings are about the same.
…………
495th floor, "Material Supply Market".
Shang Jianyao bought a bunch of items similar to cloth that had a high unit price and were easy to sell, held them, and walked back to Area B.
He didn't go home and turned to the other side.
After walking for a while, Shang Jianyao stopped in front of an open room.
This is Shen Du's family.
This is larger than the room where Shang Jianyao is currently living, with a narrow bedroom on the right side, and the rest of the area serves as the living room, kitchen and dining room.
Shen Du's wife Tian Jing was busy in the kitchen area outside, and their children kept running around her.
"Why don't you go to the cafeteria?" Shang Jianyao walked over and asked abruptly.
Tian Jing was in her thirties, and although her face was beautiful, she looked very haggard.
She smiled bitterly:
"You still need to avoid it. Although the company has always said that 'heartless disease' is not contagious, everyone is still more afraid.
"No, I'm on vacation."
Shang Jianyao said "Hmm":
"Uncle Shen has always taken care of me before."
As he spoke, he put the pile of things in his hand into Shen Du's house.
「…… No, no, this is too expensive!" Tian Jing just glanced at it and knew that the items Shang Jianyao brought were worth tens of thousands of contribution points.
Shang Jianyao stopped moving, thought for a while and said:
"If you don't want to accept it, you can choose to be my mother."
「？」 Tian Jing was stunned.
Shang Jianyao took the opportunity to put down all the things, waved his hand and said:
"It seems that you don't want to."
Seeing that Shang Jianyao's attitude was "resolute", Tian Jing whispered for a while:
"If you need help in the future, just say it."
Shang Jianyao nodded, turned around and walked towards his home.
Vaguely, he heard Shen Du's child asking his mother behind his back:
"Mom, isn't that uncle afraid that we will get sick?
"Mom, when will Dad's illness be cured?
"Mom, when will Dad come back?"
Shang Jianyao's footsteps paused and accelerated a lot.
PS: Ask for a monthly pass during the double period~
(End of this chapter)