"Now, transfer Song Zhi's blood into his body! Be quick! "Professor Chen hit the ground twice with his walking stick.
The blood entered Song Lin's body in an instant.
The computer showed that Song Lin's blood content was increasing rapidly.
However, his cells did not become active at all.
The researchers stared at the computer screen nervously.
"Professor, his heartbeat is still not responding."
Professor Chen's lips were turning pale, and his hand holding the walking stick was trembling.
"Professor, his cells are not showing any signs of becoming active! What should we do? "
The hearts of the people in the base tightened.
"He'll be fine. Song Zhi and Jing Hang's calculations can't be wrong."
Professor Chen comforted himself over and over again.
When all the blood had entered Song Lin's body, his face gradually regained its color. However, it was as if time had stopped. None of the machines were reading anything.
A female researcher's tears fell, even though she tried her best not to cry.
No one spoke, and no one talked.
An hour passed, and Song Lin was still lying there.
"Is there something wrong with the operation method?" Zhou Yu looked at Mo Ye.
Mo Ye put his finger to his lips, signaling Zhou Yu to wait.
Two hours passed, and Song Lin still did not wake up.
Professor Chen came to Song Lin's side with the help of the researchers. He placed his hand on Song Lin's chest.
"Child, don't scare this old man. Wake up quickly!"
Song Lin's body was cold.
"Professor, did we kill him?"
"That's impossible. We've calculated countless times. Is there something wrong? Is there something wrong? " Professor Chen turned on his tablet and began to calculate. He checked their research again.
However, his heart was in a mess, and he could not see anything.
The two researchers had already begun to give Song Lin first aid. They had tried electric shocks and injecting him with adrenaline, but everything was like a clay ox entering the sea. There was no response.
Zhou Yu closed his eyes and tried to connect with Song Lin's mind.
But there was nothing in this space.
Another few hours passed, and the researchers were on the verge of despair.
"Zhou Yu, do you still remember what I told you? Every life form in Nibelungen is connected to the entire life system, so Song Lin's thoughts may not be here. He can be anywhere in Nibelungen. "
Zhou Yu was slightly taken aback. He no longer limited his thoughts to this place. Instead, he continued to transmit and spread his thoughts, sensing Song Lin's location.
Come back quickly, Song Lin. Come back to us.
Zhou Yu conveyed this message to every creature he could contact.
At a certain point in time, the originally still computer data suddenly jumped.
The activity of the cells shot past the upper limit like a rocket.
His heart, which had stopped beating, started beating again.
"Now, transfer Song Zhi's blood into his body! Be quick! "Professor Chen hit the ground twice with his walking stick.
The blood entered Song Lin's body in an instant.
The computer showed that Song Lin's blood content was increasing rapidly.
However, his cells did not become active at all.
The researchers stared at the computer screen nervously.
"Professor, his heartbeat is still not responding."
Professor Chen's lips were turning pale, and his hand holding the walking stick was trembling.
"Professor, his cells are not showing any signs of becoming active! What should we do? "
The hearts of the people in the base tightened.
"He'll be fine. Song Zhi and Jing Hang's calculations can't be wrong."
Professor Chen comforted himself over and over again.
When all the blood had entered Song Lin's body, his face gradually regained its color. However, it was as if time had stopped. None of the machines were reading anything.
A female researcher's tears fell, even though she tried her best not to cry.
No one spoke, and no one talked.
An hour passed, and Song Lin was still lying there.
"Is there something wrong with the operation method?" Zhou Yu looked at Mo Ye.
Mo Ye put his finger to his lips, signaling Zhou Yu to wait.
Two hours passed, and Song Lin still did not wake up.
Professor Chen came to Song Lin's side with the help of the researchers. He placed his hand on Song Lin's chest.
"Child, don't scare this old man. Wake up quickly!"
Song Lin's body was cold.
"Professor, did we kill him?"
"That's impossible. We've calculated countless times. Is there something wrong? Is there something wrong? " Professor Chen turned on his tablet and began to calculate. He checked their research again.
However, his heart was in a mess, and he could not see anything.
The two researchers had already begun to give Song Lin first aid. They had tried electric shocks and injecting him with adrenaline, but everything was like a clay ox entering the sea. There was no response.
Zhou Yu closed his eyes and tried to connect with Song Lin's mind.
But there was nothing in this space.
Another few hours passed, and the researchers were on the verge of despair.
"Zhou Yu, do you still remember what I told you? Every life form in Nibelungen is connected to the entire life system, so Song Lin's thoughts may not be here. He can be anywhere in Nibelungen. "
Zhou Yu was slightly taken aback. He no longer limited his thoughts to this place. Instead, he continued to transmit and spread his thoughts, sensing Song Lin's location.
Come back quickly, Song Lin. Come back to us.
Zhou Yu conveyed this message to every creature he could contact.
At a certain point in time, the originally still computer data suddenly jumped.
The activity of the cells shot past the upper limit like a rocket.
His heart, which had stopped beating, started beating again.
