radicalducati Chapter 57: Developing a Portable Medical Pod to Cure the Village Beauty's Little Pimples
Chapter 57: Developing a Portable Medical Pod to Cure the Village Beauty's Little Pimples
Lin Xian pushed open the half-closed mahogany door of the dressing room, his gaze passing over Bai Qianqian and Liu Rushuang's shoulders and landing on Xia Anran.
After Bai Qianqian's miraculous makeover, the girl was dressed in a sky-blue gradient starry sky dress, looking so beautiful that it was impossible to look away.
Lin Xian's hand, holding the empty cup, froze in mid-air. Just as he was about to say something in praise, Xia Anran suddenly leaned close to the mirror and exclaimed in surprise.
"Oh dear, why am I getting pimples now!"
Xia Anran pointed to her smooth, full forehead, where a red pimple the size of a sesame seed had suddenly appeared.
She was so anxious that she stomped her feet on the spot, and the tears she had just held back began to well up in her eyes again.
Last night, everyone was scrambling to eat the spicy crayfish that Yan Guhong made. This girl was greedy and ate an extra plate, and sure enough, she got a sore throat today.
Bai Qianqian quickly put down her makeup brush and rummaged through drawers to find concealer to help her cover it up.
Liu Rushuang even drew her bronze short sword from her waist and suggested using her sword energy to force out the fire poison.
Lin Xian rolled his eyes as he listened; the girls' methods for dealing with a pimple were more outrageous than the last.
"Brother Xian, if that rich girl from Shanghai sees me with pimples, she'll definitely laugh at me."
Xia Anran clung to Lin Xian's sleeve, looking aggrieved, tears streaming down her face.
Lin Xian couldn't bear to see this girl shed tears, and his head was throbbing.
He put the empty water glass on the table, turned around and walked out the door.
"Why buy concealer? By the time it fades, I'll have woken up from my afternoon nap three times already."
Lin Xian, wearing flip-flops, strolled into the underground research fortress along the holographic light guide staircase.
Tang Wu was hammering away with a wrench when she saw the boss come in, so she quickly kicked the scrap parts on the floor aside.
Without even saying hello, Lin Xian walked straight to the control panel and opened the system exchange panel in mid-air.
He spent a few points to redeem a blueprint for a basic-level medical matrix.
Lin Xian casually grabbed a few pieces of discarded titanium alloy plates from the lab table, and with a slight thought, a blue nano-reconstruction beam instantly erupted.
The crisp sound of metal meshing echoed in the laboratory, sparks flying everywhere.
In less than ten minutes, a silver-gray briefcase with a cyberpunk heavy metal style appeared on the control panel.
Zhong Xiaoai walked over with a cup of coffee, pushed up her gold-rimmed glasses, and stared intently at the still-steaming metal box.
"Boss, what kind of thing did you make out of the scraps from building interstellar warships?"
Lin Xian picked up the handle of the suitcase and yawned.
"Make a portable medical capsule for the little girl to use for squeezing pimples."
Tang Wu slammed the wrench in her hand onto the instep, and she forgot to even cry out in pain, freezing on the spot.
Using state-of-the-art equipment that alters molecular arrangement to treat acne is like using an anti-aircraft gun to kill mosquitoes in your backyard.
Lin Xian was too lazy to explain to these two research fanatics, so he picked up his suitcase and went back upstairs to the dressing room.
Xia Anran was still sitting in front of the mirror wiping away her tears when she saw Lin Xian carrying a large iron box in, and she was stunned for a moment.
Lin Xian placed the suitcase on the dressing table and pressed the fingerprint unlock button on top.
The silver-gray metal casing unfolds outwards like a lotus flower, revealing a suspended crystal probe inside that emits a faint blue glow.
"Come closer, close your eyes and don't move."
Xia Anran obediently closed her almond-shaped eyes and brought her face close to the crystal probe.
The levitating crystal emitted a soft buzzing sound, and several gentle blue nano-waves of light swept across her face in a fan shape.
Wherever the light wave passed, Xia Anran felt a cool and comfortable sensation, as if someone was giving her a massage with mint water.
The whole process took less than three seconds before the light from the crystal probe automatically went out.
"Alright, take a look at yourself in the mirror."
Xia Anran opened her eyes and eagerly moved closer to the holographic full-length mirror.
The red, swollen pimple on her forehead miraculously disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a scar.
Not only that, her entire face was deeply nourished by nanomedical waves, making her skin fair and rosy, so delicate that even her pores were invisible.
"Brother Xian! My pimples are gone! This is a million times more effective than the imported face masks my mom uses!"
Xia Anran jumped up happily and grabbed Lin Xian's arm, shaking it back and forth.
The concealer in Bai Qianqian's hand fell to the ground with a thud and rolled into the corner.
Although she didn't understand medicine, she knew how incredible this instrument, which could instantly regenerate damaged cells, was.
Su Qinghan happened to walk in carrying a fruit platter. When she saw the portable medical pod, her breathing became rapid.
Just then, the manor's smart butler suddenly emitted an electronic voice.
"Reporting to Master, the electromagnetic pulse frequency emitted by the medical pod just now has been detected by the international medical monitoring network."
Lin Xian waved his hand dismissively, grabbed a washed grape, and popped it into his mouth.
Let them catch me, anyway, they're on my turf, they can't fly over and bite me.
At this moment, in the conference room of the headquarters of a top global medical aesthetics conglomerate, far overseas, the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was hard to breathe.
A dozen blond, blue-eyed conglomerate tycoons stared intently at the intercepted data stream on the screen.
An old man with a goatee angrily slammed his cigar onto the luxurious carpet.
"If this device, capable of non-invasively repairing subcutaneous tissue lesions in just three seconds, were to go into mass production, our medical aesthetics empire would go bankrupt tomorrow!"
Another pharmaceutical tycoon, his tie tugged, eyes gleaming, his mind consumed by the commercial value of that instrument.
They monopolize 80% of the global cosmetic surgery market, making a fortune by selling high-priced skincare products and surgical instruments.
Now, any small box that comes out of Qingshui County could destroy all of their livelihoods.
"Contact our informant in Shanghai immediately. Even if it costs 10 billion, we must buy back the wreckage of that machine!"
The tycoon magnates were furious and powerless at the conference table, wishing they could sprout wings and fly to China to rob it right now.
Meanwhile, in the floating manor, Xia Anran was holding the small silver-gray box with great affection.
She regained her youthful vitality, even humming an unknown tune as she walked.
Lin Xian yawned, told her not to wave the thing around like a flashlight, and went back to his room to catch up on sleep.
By the afternoon, Xia Anran had thoroughly searched the entire manor with her medical pod.
She first ran to the village entrance and pressed the big yellow dog's head to give it a thorough nano-physical examination.
The big yellow dog lay comfortably on the ground, its belly turned up, and even the bone in its mouth fell to the side.
Then she ran to the backyard and swept each of Chu Yiyi's miniature pigs.
Even the mutated parrot in the tree that was learning a foreign language couldn't escape the baptism of the blue light waves.
Under the scanning of the medical pod, all the small animals in the territory looked refreshed, their fur so shiny it seemed to reflect light.
Mu Qingxue walked across the lawn in her high heels, watching the girl carrying her priceless treasure to treat the cats and dogs, and shook her head helplessly.
In the boss's eyes, these cutting-edge technologies that could trigger World War III are really just household toys.
As night fell, the plasma defense towers surrounding the manor glowed with a ghostly blue light.
Xia Anran got tired of playing and carried the medical pod back to her bedroom.
She carefully placed the cyberpunk-style suitcase on the bedside table.
I was just about to go to the bathroom to take a shower and wash away the sweat from picking fruit today.
The air in the room suddenly felt strange, with a faint, cold wind swirling behind us.
Xia Anran stopped abruptly and turned to look at the ceiling.
A slight metallic scraping sound suddenly came from the invisible ventilation duct in the bedroom ceiling.
Although the sound was very soft, it sounded particularly jarring in the quiet room.
Xia Anran took two steps back and quietly reached for a stun gun on the bedside table.
With a soft creak, the louvers of the ventilation vent were silently removed from the inside.
A slender black shadow, like a bat, hung upside down from the ceiling, its feet hooked on the edge of the ventilation duct.
By the moonlight streaming through the window, Xia Anran could see the face hidden behind the black mask.
She was a girl with eyes as cold and sharp as knives, holding a non-reflective poisoned dagger in her hand.
The dark figure deftly flipped in mid-air and landed steadily on the wool carpet in the bedroom without making a sound.
She didn't even glance at Xia Anran; her gaze was fixed on the silver-gray medical kit on the bedside table.
"This thing is mine now. You'd better not make any noise, or my knife won't discriminate."
The shadowy figure lowered his voice and uttered a harsh word before reaching for the handle of the portable medical pod.
Xia Anran stared at the thief who had broken into her bedroom, her palms sweating so much that she slipped the stun gun.
Before she could press the alarm on the wall, she heard the sound of hurried high heels in the hallway.
Immediately afterwards, the bedroom door was pushed open, and Mu Qingxue stood in the doorway with a sullen face.
"Where did this stray cat come from, daring to steal things in the Azure Water Divine Kingdom? Are you tired of living?"
The shadowy figure paused, gripped the dagger tightly in his backhand, and abruptly turned to look at the doorway.
Just as she was about to break the window and escape, two beams of light, like searchlights, suddenly appeared outside the holographic glass window.
Liu Rushuang, dressed in a black security guard uniform, hovered outside the window, stepping on an ancient bronze sword.
Liu Rushuang waved the stun gun in her hand through the glass, a cold smile of schadenfreude playing on her lips.
"Listen up, you little thief inside, you're surrounded. Put your hands up obediently."
The shadowy figure gritted his teeth, a hint of panic flashing in his eyes, clearly not expecting the manor's security to be so outrageous.
Xia Anran hid behind Mu Qingxue, peeked out her little head, and mustered up the courage to shout at the dark figure.
"Don't run away. Stealing is wrong, and only my fingerprints can unlock that box."
The shadowy figure's grip on the medical pod froze. He glanced at the tightly sealed metal casing and sighed resignedly.
She ripped off her black mask, revealing a stunningly beautiful face with exotic charm.
"My name is Leng Yue, and I'm a mercenary. Someone spent a billion US dollars to buy this medical pod."
She threw the dagger on the carpet, raised her hands, but stared intently at Xia Anran.
"I don't want the stuff anymore, but can I stay and clean for you? Life outside is just too hard."