Chapter 43 Vol4 Endorphinmachine

Chapter 43 Vol·4 [Endorphinmachine·Endorphin making machine]

Ten minutes later.

Xiaoqi woke up——

——The moment she woke up, she found herself lying on the bed in the infirmary.

Jiang Xueming sat next to her, motionless.

Brother Qi's little head didn't even realize what she was doing. When she saw the ring box, it completely shut down.

The originally neat and generous female gangster has now become a shy little girl.

"Mr. Xueming, you took out the ring suddenly, so I was mentally prepared, didn't you? Next time you can send me a text message or something. And since I'm not into playing straight these days, you can hide it in a cake or something else. The place seems to be a bit more romantic.”

Jiang Xueming opened his eyes and cheered up from his half-asleep state.

He ignored Brother Qi's coy look and didn't intend to hand over the ring box, because Brother Qi's behavior was really scary - if this girl really had a problem with her cardiovascular system.

Is this intentional homicide or manslaughter?

He put the ring matter behind, it was just a matter of routine.

"Did you find what I asked you to find? Brother Qi?"

"Oh! I've found everything! I'll bring it to you right now!" Xiao Qi got out of bed and ran out the door as if she was in the execution ground.

When she returned to the employee lounge to find all the miscellaneous items ordered on the note, and saw that Mr. Xueming didn't mention the ring again, she suddenly felt inexplicably relieved.

——Hi! I am really carefree! ~I don’t want to be responsible at all! ~I am really such a scumbag! ~I’m just greedy for other people’s bodies! ~9527! You are such a sinful woman! ~

Brother Qi was so full of inner drama that he didn't dare to look at Jiang Xueming. He just pushed the baggage to the bedside and in front of Jiang Xueming.

Jiang Xueming ordered again: "Find a room that is quieter and more remote, and ask for a table."

"Okay!" Xiao Qi nodded fiercely and ran out.

Five minutes later, Jiang Xueming carried all the luggage and arrived at the thirty-sixth floor of the Five Kings Council. This is the hotel room prepared for the crew at the station.

Xueming told Xiao Qi to lock the door, and then began to mess around with things and make preparations before departure.

He put the spiritual clothes and the brocade box aside, and took out the suitcase containing the panacea.

There is also the last panacea. The syringe has no capacity marked on it. Visual inspection estimates that there is still about 200 ml of panacea inside.

Jiang Xueming took out a liquid-drawing device with hydrophobic function and put the injection into other syringes for storage.

He held the bayonet of the dental syringe, stuffed a plastic gasket into the bayonet, sealed it with a nitrile sealing ring, and lined them up on the desk one by one.

The ring-shaped dental needle can leave twelve pinholes in the skin, making the injection faster, safer and more convenient during strenuous exercise.

If there is no modification, if this panacea is used to save lives, if the needle is bent and the infusion is not smooth, it would be an injustice to lose a life.

The lady on the cat climbing frame next to the boss last time said that the bruises and bruises of the dislocated arms did not require that amount of medicine at all. At that time, Jiang Xueming was going to use these ring teeth syringes to pack the panacea into five parts.

He tried the friction of the plastic gasket and it felt just right. All he had to do was push up the gasket with one thumb to remove the bayonet, and then press the ring-shaped needle of the long-barreled syringe into the skin.

These syringes are designed with an air pressure difference and will automatically deliver the panacea into the body. Even when you are dying and only have one hand available, you can save yourself.

Xiao Qi looked on, half-understanding, and then asked: "Mr. Xueming, will you still give people injections?"

"Last time I went to investigate the Fangfeng settlement with Ah Xing, I looked up the first aid methods, but I only knew a little bit about them." Jiang Xueming was still worried and said, "Bring me back two bottles of glucose."

Xiao Qi followed Xueming's instructions and brought the things over.

Immediately afterwards, she saw Xueming starting to use a denture syringe to take fluids and give injections.

First he started hitting his thighs, then he injected the neck, and finally he punched his butt through his clothes.

Watching that battle gave Brother Qi a toothache.

When the bottle of glucose was finished, Xueming had sixteen more tooth marks on her body. It was hard for Xiao Qi to describe the feeling.

It's like having your neck chewed by another woman.

Brother Qi also knew that Xueming wanted to test the liquid-passing performance of these syringes to be on the safe side.

Jiang Xueming then said: "Dental needles may deform when subjected to severe impact. The needle mouth is long enough to pierce clothes. Can you change a set for me? Xiaoqi? Change it to an eighteen-hole one. This needle is Food-grade stainless steel, if there are better materials, such as titanium-coated fourth-series steel, or titanium alloy needles, that would be great.”

"Oh, okay! Just wait, I'll find it for you." Xiao Qi sprinted out again, ran from the thirty-sixth floor to the first floor, and then got on a motorcycle to go to the scientific research station and pharmaceutical unit further away.

Along the way, she only felt that Mr. Jiang Xueming was becoming more and more charming.

This man has a special charm. When he is doing things seriously, he devotes himself wholeheartedly to his work, and nothing can distract him.

And that rigorous and solemn attitude was very interesting. She could feel that the endorphins secreted in Mr. Jiang Xueming's body were like happy energy overflowing and could be transmitted to others.

For example, the equipment in the laboratory, the liquid dispenser or the small parts are all neat and tidy.

The panacea is delivered from the syringe to other small bottles without leakage, giving people the pleasure of gradually tidying up a messy room.

When she returned to the guest room carrying other tools.

Jiang Xueming didn't waste any time.

He dug out his boots, leather crotch pants, and thermal vest and tried them all on for size.

From Xueming's loose trousers and the movement of stretching her waist.

From the scars on both sides of the abdominal muscles, Xiao Qi glimpsed two more familiar mermaid lines.

She felt her cheeks begin to heat up, because Mr. Jiang Xueming looked so tempting, like a piece of cake.

In order to make it easier to move around and run with your legs wide open, the stiff leather pants were specially changed to be super low-waisted.

Xiao Qi wondered in her mind - how could she have such colorful pants, as if they would fall off at any time.

And that vest oh yo yo yo yo.

She didn't even dare to take a peek.

"Brother Qi, prepare some needlework and scissors for me. I'll have to change my clothes later." Jiang Xueming said calmly: "If you have hardware, tin, gold, silver or other wires, bring them over too. I need a soldering pad workbench and a welder. The heat gun used should have a maximum temperature of above 300 degrees.”

Xiao Qi was surprised: "Ah? You can also change clothes?"

"Yes, my family is poor and reluctant to buy new ones." Jiang Xueming explained: "I have been sewing and mending for four years. My work clothes have been changed from long styles to short styles, and from short styles to youth styles. You know a little bit."

"Why do you need a soldering pad? Are you planning to repair your phone?" Xiaoqi put everything on the table.

Xueming replied casually: "The iron is not hot enough, and it is too rough. It is also a low-temperature operation of several hundred degrees. The soldering pads and heat gun are combined with ice cubes to make it more precise."

Don't wait for Xiao Qi to ask.

Xueming answered quickly: "I used to work in a battery factory and know a little bit about it."

"Understood! I'll go find it!"

Xiao Qi nodded and rushed out of the room.

"That's right!" Jiang Xueming also ordered: "We need a dry powder fire extinguisher, a fire extinguishing bucket, two gas masks and labor protection gloves, and an easy-to-carry electronic medical kit with refrigeration function. Safety first."

Only then did Seventh Brother understand——

——Xue Ming regards this place as an engineering workshop.

When she returned to the guest room after exhausting her efforts to find everything, she squatted next to Jiang Xueming like a curious baby.

She remembered that when she was a child, her father also liked to tinker with these things - making furniture at home, soundproofing the ceiling, repairing TVs, washing machines, etc.

She felt like she was back when she was a child, smelling the strong smell of pine and hearing the noise of various metal objects colliding with tools. She also saw beads of sweat on Xueming's forehead, and her vest was stained with sweat.

that vest

he he he he he.

"Wipe your saliva, Brother Qi." Jiang Xueming reminded kindly, "Your saliva dripped on my pliers."

"Oh oh oh oh! I'm sorry!~" Brother Qi took out his handkerchief and wiped his mouth clean, and then wiped the sweat off Xueming's head. What he did was very unethical.

But Xueming didn’t care—

——As long as it doesn't hinder his work, it's easy to say anything.

He adjusted the new syringe of Panacea to the best condition and recorded the dimensions of the syringe in a notebook so that it would be more convenient when preparing for subsequent production.

Then he cut the spirit garment open and changed it from a long coat into a loose jacket. The whole process was very careful——

——The original gold embroidery on the spiritual garment was slowly blown open with ice cubes and a heat gun, then the threads were re-routed and closed with gold thread hems.

Cut the remaining fabric into two half-finger gloves with exposed fingers.

There is still a surplus——

——Cut these scraps into a strip of cloth one inch wide.

He immediately pulled out the heavy sword and wrapped a cloth tape into a rolled handle according to the bridle pattern on the sword stem.

When Xiao Qi went to look at the panacea on the table, Mr. Xueming had already stuffed it into the medicine box and refrigerated it.

After doing this, Jiang Xueming filled the other syringes with full amounts of glucose solution, compared the sizes of the bottles one by one, used a pencil to mark the position of the pockets on the hard leather pants, and began to modify the pockets, magazine inserts, and temporary storage bags.

It is difficult for the needle of the ring-tooth syringe to break through the hard cowhide. He made notches in the large blood vessels of the thighs on both sides and sewed conspicuous orange reflective fabric on them, making it easier for medical staff and himself to find emergency injection points in a dark environment.

The crotch was cut open without any covering. This was Xueming's strap and buckle design reserved for the MOLLE system.

In Xiao Qi’s eyes——

——That pair of overalls changed from an ordinary color to an extraordinary color.

It was difficult for her to understand this kind of clothing. It was as weird as the rock stars of the 1950s and 1960s, but also revealed a wonderful coquettishness.

Finally, the modified gaps were hemmed, and the gold and silver threads flew up and down along with the rough hands.

He is like an endorphin machine, dedicated and meticulous when working.

Xiao Qi reminded: "Is it done?"

"Not yet." Jiang Xueming stood up, stretched his muscles, stretched his waist, took off his vest and handed it to Xiao Qi, "This vest is good, no need to change it. Wash it for me and prepare a few more pairs."

"Okay." Xiao Qi was about to run to the laundry room again.

"Wait a minute, help me take it." Jiang Xueming glanced indoors, as if he was stuck and couldn't remember.

More than an hour of continuous high-intensity labor made his eyes and brain very tired, and the high temperature of the needlework and welding gun made his body feel a little overwhelmed.

He followed Xiao Qi outside the corridor to get some air.

"I remembered. Bring me two files, 600 mesh. 800 mesh, 1,000 mesh, 1,500 mesh grinding stones. 3,000 mesh car polishing paste, and a bottle of silica crystal plating solution. Thank you. , and a foot and a half of pearl fish skin.”

Xiao Qi's expression changed from shock to disbelief: "Why do you want these things?"

"The boss gave me an iron bar. It's too rough and scratches my hand. I'll just deal with it." After Jiang Xueming finished speaking, he explained: "I have also worked as a fitter and lathe in a battery factory before. You understand, right?"

Xiao Qi covered her mouth and smiled: "Do you know a little bit?"

"Yeah, right." Jiang Xueming responded with a smile.

At this time, Ms. Zhao Yangchun rushed over.

she asked, menacingly, as she walked away.

"What are you doing in the guest room? It's causing sparks and lightning. There are complaints from people upstairs and downstairs!"

But there is a distance of about ten meters.

Zhao Yangchun's expression turned strange.

She saw Jiang Xueming without a shirt on, his muscle texture covered with bright red scars, and he was sweating profusely.

She walked up to the two of them and saw that the equipment in the room was neat and there were fire-fighting supplies, and she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Ms. Yangchun took another look and saw the rows of ring-shaped tooth marks on Mr. Jiang Xueming's body.

"Are you guys playing this big?"

"No, no, no!" Xiao Qi blushed and explained in a panic, "It's not me you think of."

"Okay!" Ms. Yangchun smiled strangely, "I won't care if you complain today!~ I'll change rooms for these guests and take a leave! I won't disturb you! I understand! You are getting injections!~"

After saying that, the sister jumped up and down like a little girl and ran away.

Brother Qi looked at Xueming with an innocent look on his face.

Xueming looked at Xiao Qi with a serious expression.

"Don't be stunned. I'm going to wash my face and wait for you to bring your things back to continue working. Your boss is off work and you're not afraid of disturbing other guests. Bring me an extra fixture. If it's convenient, make a corner. A grinder?"

"What angle is grinding for what?" Xiao Qi asked.

Jiang Xueming pushed Brother Qi out to drive people away.

"I know how to be a talkative"

Two hours later.

Jiang Xueming finally completed the polishing work of the epee.

After repairing the sharp edges of the iron rod and grinding off the oxidized rust on the sword body, half a ton of water was consumed in repeated polishing and polishing work.

He cleaned the iron rod named "Magic Wand" which looked like a heavy sword, and used oil to wash the wind to remove the diamond abrasive paste.

Then, silver, which is extremely self-cleaning, was infiltrated into the fragile trachoma holes. Silver is a relatively soft metal and is very useful as a structural buffer for the stick.

The tiny sand holes on the sword originally looked like terrifying wormholes riddled with holes, but with the embellishment of silver, they turned into a sea of ​​sparkling stars.

Then seal with anti-oxidation grease, wrap the fish skin and roll handle. Use silver wires to bind and compact them, and finally use a heat gun to melt the wires and tie them tightly.

"I'm sorry, I don't have enough time this time, so I just made a grinding package for you." Jiang Xueming raised the sword, talked to the epee, and discussed in a good voice: "Next time I have a chance, I will Build a steel-making furnace."

Before he could finish speaking, suddenly——

——A heart symbol suddenly appeared on the sword.

This strange scene made Jiang Xueming full of questions, "What's going on?"

Xiao Qi was also full of questions: "The things in BOSS are very evil, how do I know?"

Immediately afterwards——

——The bright light engulfed them.

The last time it lit up, it was eight hundred lumens.

This time, Jiang Xueming was on guard and closed his eyes suddenly. He could still feel the intense light penetrating his eyelids, illuminating the capillaries under his eyelids.

This time it has to be at least 1,800 lumens.

It is comparable to a tactical flashlight used to blitz the enemy in street battles.

"You have to be obedient." Jiang Xueming angrily discussed with the wand: "You can shine only if I let you shine, understand? Otherwise I will make you into a toilet plug."

The wand immediately turned into an ordinary one, with no words or symbols appearing anymore.

Jiang Xueming turned back to discuss with Brother Qi and was about to speak.

Brother Seven covered his red eyes and had long since learned to answer quickly: "Yes, two pairs of sunglasses."

Jiang Xueming asked: "Third officer, help Ah Xing bring one as well."

Xiao Qi was about to go out.

Jiang Xueming shouted again.

"Wait a minute! Brother Qi, I'm actually quite curious. This stick was given to me by BOSS. In other words, did BOSS give you something?"

"Yes." Xiao Qi took out the stick from his collar, "There are still two sticks!"

That's a pair of silver chopsticks.

Jiang Xueming was stunned and didn't know what to say for a moment.

"It's okay, you can go ahead. Your stick... is quite powerful."

Half an hour later——

——A Xing finally came back. To be specific, the manager helped him back.

He rushed into the toilet as soon as he entered the door, and then vomited like crazy.

Jiang Xueming was puzzled——

——Why a bowl of beef noodles with sour soup and motion sickness can make Ah Xing vomit for several hours.

The lobby manager was waiting in front of the door, holding Ah Xing's spiritual clothes and stick in his hands, as well as a large lock inlaid with fiery red gems, which seemed to be Ah Xing's three insurances.

Xueming stepped forward and asked: "I'm sorry to trouble you. Is he in any condition? He has been vomiting for the past few hours?"

“No.” The lobby manager had a blank expression and a cold tone: “He and Ling Weng ran to the big entertainment room on the four-sided terrace and drank all the bars.”

The vomiting sound coming from the bathroom was very shocking——

——Xue Ming and the manager looked at each other, and no one spoke for a long time.

Xue Ming broke the silence: “The boss didn’t do anything?”

The manager put down his things and prepared to leave, leaving a sentence.

“The boss joined them and drank again.”