Apis Rubik's Cube, she had never heard of this thing before, it was very likely that it was recently discovered.
Then its information must be extremely valuable to many people, and it would be just right to reveal only part of it for fishing - anyway, they don't know what kind of energy the Rubik's Cube absorbs.
"Hey, are you guys having a good time chatting here?"
The door opened, and a mixed-haired loli, who had been disinfected and wrapped tightly in white cloth, stepped in.
"Anyone not involved in the operation, get out. I'm talking about you, Xia Sha. Igor is waiting with the Rubik's Cube to absorb the magic ball. What do you have? Just wait outside."
"I'm going out too."
After taking a look at the tall woman with a dark complexion, Russell stood up and handed the Apis Cube that he had been holding in his left hand to the doctor.
"for you."
"I told you how to use it... Just put it next to her head."
"This..." Sixus was stunned. She never expected that Russell would be willing to hand over such an important thing to her.
This thing concerns his career and his life, and they didn't even know each other before this... Does he trust her so much?
After giving the Rubik's Cube, Russell nodded to the girl on the bed and walked out.
"you are right."
Xia Yibing kept staring at him as he walked out, shaking her head and muttering to herself, "This guy is really interesting."
……
The "operation" began.
Hitzfeld, she actually didn't quite understand why Sixus said that. Because if it was just a dream, it shouldn't be considered an "operation".
But maybe this is the insistence of the other party as a doctor. Just as she went to great lengths to get gauze scissors and hemostatic forceps, as if not being so fully prepared would be a blasphemy to her profession.
I am already familiar with falling asleep.
After experiencing the familiar feeling of falling, dizziness and hanging upside down, the girl opened her eyes again and found herself in an upside-down dream, as expected.
Thinking of what Sixus had whispered in her ear before she fell asleep, she pursed her lips slightly and finally understood why he had been hiding it.
[The Nature Orb is related to your mood swings, but you've always been too calm in this regard, which may be why it's always too lazy to come out.]
[Assuming that thing has consciousness... or maybe it doesn't, but it must be attached to your consciousness, which means that your emotional changes, preferences, and inclinations will affect its effects.]
[Based on this, I feel that unless you present something that truly arouses your curiosity and makes you want to understand it from the bottom of your heart, it will not respond.]
"So you use your own past experiences as bait... You are really cruel, Dr. Sixus."
But it must be admitted that it does work.
Apart from anything else, Hitzfeld's curiosity had been fully aroused - she was indeed very interested in Sixus's past.
In front of me was a creeping green mist.
The closest thing to her in the outside world is the mixed-haired loli, who can only belong to her and is her nightmare.
Getting ready, Hitzfeld reached out toward the fog.
Immerse yourself in it little by little, allowing your consciousness to be pulled in.
There was no dizziness or discomfort during the integration process.
Ah, Chiglan's magic weapon seems to have taken great care of his body.
It is indeed hard to bear to part with such a treasure.
"Charlie's father?"
"I'm here."
"Boris's father."
"I'm here too, teacher."
"Is Nellie's father here?"
"Of course teacher."
"Corian's uncle?"
"I am here."
The scene unfolds to reveal a shabby and simple classroom.
A hunchbacked old man wearing thick-framed glasses would stand with his hands behind his back and call out names. The people whose names were called would immediately raise their hands to indicate that they were indeed present.
Is this a parents' meeting?
No… a parents’ meeting is too extravagant for this kind of situation. It should be a more solemn occasion, such as a promotion or graduation ceremony.
Hitzfeld looked carefully at the people inside and noticed that there were two people sitting at each set of desks.
An adult and a child.
But only the position of the back row in the middle is different.
There was only one child sitting there.
A girl with hair as messy as a bird's nest, wearing dirty and tattered clothes, and with dirt on her face and hands.
"Sixus's father?"
The teacher read the last name and looked at the girl without waiting for an answer.
"So Sixus...you're going to tell everyone about him going to the city to see a doctor again, is that right?"
There was a burst of laughter in the classroom.
The children were laughing, and it was a naked mockery.
The adults were laughing, too. Some looked amused, but most had pure disdain on their faces.
"Mr. Sixus has made connections in the city. I forgot who saved his life..."
"Yes, he knew that the village was in greater need of doctors than the city, but he still kept going to the city..."
"If it were you, I'd say people like that should just be kicked out..."
"His daughter has no manners, she messes herself up all the time..."
"..."
Facing the ridicule, the little girl bit her lip and said very seriously and persistently: "He went there to save lives..."
"Don't give him excuses!"
Someone interrupted her.
"Is there no one here who needs help?"
"That's right! It's obviously because they give more over there!"
The ceremony ended with jeers directed at the girls.
The scene changes, and Hitzfeld sees the girl walking home alone.
It was an old wooden house, so dilapidated that one doubted whether it could withstand a heavy snowstorm.
The girl returned home, threw the bag of paper and pen aside, washed her hands and face, and lay on a small bed in a daze.
After a while, she suddenly sat up, dragged out a large cardboard box from under the bed, rummaged around in it, and found a delicate notebook with a black cover.
I turned to the last page. The first paragraph that caught my eye was [The person I admire most is Mr. Ford-Sisyphe. If possible, I would also like to be a doctor like him…]
"Stab!"
Without any warning, the girl tore off the page.
She paused for a moment.
Then he tore the page into pieces even more forcefully and frantically.
Chapter 12: The Past of Conte-Sixus II
If Hitzfeld were to guess, she thought this thing should be a diary written by the girl when she was much younger.
Because she seemed to vaguely see a date, and the strokes of the letters were also very strict - obviously few adults would write like that.
Judging from the contents of the notes, Sixus's father was also a doctor. Perhaps because she admired her father, she also hoped to be a doctor and treat patients like her father since she was a child.
From a realistic perspective, the doctor that Hitzfeld knew, Conte Sixus, was indeed an excellent doctor. The fact that she could run a department in an organization like Shadow Lion was enough to show her professional level.
But in her memory she tore up the notes.
At the very least, she believed that at this age, Sixus began to gradually become disgusted with this former ideal due to external feedback and his own circumstances.
So how did she change her mind later?
Her curiosity was completely aroused.
The days passed one by one...If this was a nightmare, Hitzfeld could only say that the dream was too long.
In the picture she saw, little Sixus lived in a single-parent family. She had never seen the girl's mother, and this character had not existed since the dream memory was cut in.
Sixus has been living with her father, Mr. Ford-Sixus, a rural doctor. Mr. Sixus is the only doctor in Glee Village and is proficient in herbal medicine and medicine preparation. In the early years, the father and daughter seemed to have fled from other places. The villagers of Glee Village accepted them, and that was probably the honeymoon period for both parties.
After all, there were few villages that could refuse to take in a doctor, and Mr. Sixus rarely went out at that time. He treated many people and everyone praised his skills.
Even the scene that Hitzfeld is seeing now - that dilapidated house, not to mention that it was built with the help of the villagers, even many of the furniture and decorations inside were donated by the villagers.
However, the good times did not last long. Based on observing the ridicule that little Sixus suffered every day, Hitzfeld came to the conclusion that Mr. Sixus's mind had gradually changed since he took in a group of "nobles" from the "city" who were injured while hunting nearby a few months ago.
He began to go to the city more and more frequently. At first, he used the excuse that the patient who had returned to the city needed to be taken care of, and no one took it seriously. But as the number of times he went there increased, people began to realize that he might not be satisfied with his current life.
After experiencing the prosperity of the city, people usually find this kind of life boring.
Most villagers could understand, and they knew in their hearts that Mr. Sixus's medical skills deserved a better life.
Before Mr. Sixus came to the village, their only doctor, old man Bri, could make mistakes even on the herbal medicine list, so that when the villagers came to see a doctor, they had to stand beside him and watch him write each letter one by one. They knew that feeling of fear all too well.
And Mr. Sixus... Mr. Sixus doesn't need to write any lists at all.
When he was free, he would often go to the wild mountains to collect herbs. With these herbs, plus the materials he commissioned the purchasing team to buy in the city, he had a large stockpile of pills that could cure various diseases.
When someone went to him for help, he would ask about the condition and pick out some pills. Some of them would be taken directly, while others would be crushed and mixed together to make a soup, which would take effect the next day.
It is a waste of talent for a person of this level to be just a rural doctor, but it is always uncomfortable to be the one being disliked. Some emotions will burst out after being suppressed for a long time, and gradually gossip will begin.
Little Sixus did not understand these principles.
In her opinion, she couldn't understand why her good friends distanced themselves from her at first, and then she was annoyed at the adults who made fun of her.
She was confused, but she chose to believe in her father. She argued for him more than once in classrooms, saying that he didn't love money, he just wanted to save more people.
But this statement was doomed to be misunderstood, because the village had already tacitly agreed that they were leaving, which made little Sixus's defense sound like a mockery: saying that her father had abandoned them for others.
The controversy did not stop but intensified.
Sixus was just a child at that time. With the influence of the environment and the lack of his father's love, it was very rare for her to think about Mr. Sixus for a long time. So she inevitably became more and more confused, and finally had new confusions.
"I believe he is not in it for the money, but really has some higher pursuits. I am also happy to speak up for him when they slander him."
"But has he ever thought of me at all?"
"As far as I can remember, his attitude towards me has been very cold. Apart from emphasizing to me that I must become a doctor in the future, he didn't even bother to ask about my recent situation every time he came back..."
Hitzfeld could understand her. She actually felt that Mr. Sixus was too cold towards children.
He goes out every week, usually for 3-4 days. When he comes back, he is so tired that he falls asleep immediately. He occasionally eats something before going to bed. He has no time to communicate with little Xixus.
Hitzfeld suspected that Mr. Sixus might not even be aware of the injustice his daughter had recently suffered. This was not an exaggeration on her part, but from what she had observed, he was just that kind of careless person.
But he is also careful.
For example, during a meal, the bearded Mr. Sixus asked his daughter: "It's not easy to be a doctor. How much are you willing to pay for it?"
"Give as much as you can." The girl rolled her eyes in a direction he couldn't see.
"Very good." Mr. Sixus thought she meant "do your best" and nodded with satisfaction, but what he said next made the girl slightly stunned.
"I know you probably had this idea because you saw me... saw how respected I am as a doctor and what I can do. But Connie, you have to remember that being a rigid doctor won't save many lives."
"You can see my medicine cabinet. There are more than 300 unexpired pills in it, which can save at least 100 or 200 people. But in this world, even if you stay there and make pills for your whole life, how many people can you save in the end?"
"A village?"
