The old things I repaired have become fine

Chapter 348: The Battle to Save Shen Le! People are coming from all directions!
Shen Le slowly opened his eyes and remained silent for a long time.

By the end of these memories, he no longer felt pain or sadness. Even the feeling of sorrow was very faint, mixed with 70% to 80% of confusion and loss.

In that era, in those days, being able to become a nun and live out one's life in peace should be considered lucky for a prostitute...

He stood up and walked behind the shrine, taking out the collections one by one.

At this moment, he wanted to restore all these souvenirs that belonged to them. At least, to give them a memorial, so that their nostalgia and sorrow could have a place to rest?

The thousands of strands of black hair no longer needed to be repaired, as they could repair themselves. Besides, those that could be soaked in silk protein solution had already been soaked, and those that could be made to grow by themselves using healing talismans had already grown by themselves.

Right now, what needs to be repaired are probably the clothes hidden inside...

He put on gloves and an apron, and carefully took out the clothes one by one.

The first set is a Ming Dynasty style skirt, with a pomegranate red upper skirt and a silver-white lower skirt. A pair of colorful butterflies are embroidered on the corners of the skirt, flying up and down.

The skirt is not long, and I think the owner of the dress is also petite, but the embroidery is exquisite, and the colorful butterflies are vivid and vivid. The only regret is:
"A color like pomegranate red can't stand being soaked in water..."

Shen Le frowned and sighed in embarrassment. The level of dyeing in ancient times was very limited, especially for a light color like pomegranate red, which could not stand being wasted.

If it gets stained on silk, a glass of wine will ruin it, and the clothes will be completely unwearable. Not to mention, this time it's not just soaked in water, but completely soaked in water...

The color of the top was dark in some places and light in others, turning the clean and neat clothes into a clown face. Not to mention the silvery white skirt, which was simply dyed with dark red and light red...

Combined with water stains, mold corpses, and scattered algae, the whole place has become a big clown face.

"This is really troublesome. Can anyone tell me how to repair this kind of dyed hair?"

Shen Le muttered to himself, and first performed a bunch of cleaning techniques. Mold, removed, algae, removed, dust, removed, all kinds of dirt, removed.

As for dyeing, there was no solution. He checked the literature and consulted several teachers, but still couldn't find the answer.

A teacher who specializes in fabric restoration answered directly:

"Just dyeing? Then don't bother. Maintaining historical traces is also part of cultural relic restoration!"

Okay... okay. Shen Le sprayed the clothes with silk protein solution, cast a healing spell, and spread it aside to dry slowly in the shade.

Next is a set of large-sleeved shirts, the materials used are much more brilliant:

The shawl was made of light-white gauze woven with gold, the wide-sleeved silk shirt was made of silver-red silk woven with gold necklaces, and the long skirt underneath was made directly of bright red silk with gold all over.

If these materials were sent directly to the Jinling Yunjin Factory, they would probably be able to be used as a commodity. I don’t know how those officials’ children got them from the weaving factory and how they gave them to the singing girls along the Qinhuai River…

Because the material was so good and didn't fade or mold much, Shen Le only needed to use a lot of cleaning techniques and then spray silk fibroin solution to reinforce the clothes.

One by one, one set at a time, cleaning, reinforcing, and waiting for the shade to dry, when he was done, he moved his neck, stretched his arms, and leaned back——

"Ow!"

It hurts!

It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!

Shen Le bared his teeth, hugged his head and huddled up, almost rolling on the ground. His behavior startled the whole family:
[Shen Le, what’s wrong with you! ]

【Has anyone harmed you? 】

【Who hit you? 】

[Do you want to call a doctor? ]

In the whole studio, all the little guys were startled. Some shouted, some yelled, and some were on guard. Mo Dou left his woodworking tools behind and swam to Shen Le's side, circling with ink, trying to help him up;
Hong Jiayi simply jumped out of the safe, rushed to him and squatted down. She spread her sleeves, covered him with one sleeve, and tried to support him with the other sleeve;
The dressing box directly threw out seven or eight healing spells, all of which hit him, regardless of whether he was too weak to be healed...

The most powerful small oil lamp flashed silver light and then disappeared. In a moment, the phone on Shen Le's desk rang:
"Mr. Shen! How are you? Do you need to call 120?"

Gu Yulin shouted nervously on the other end.

Just now, the warning message on the doll cabinet was suddenly triggered, and several small dolls rushed out, falling and climbing up, climbing up and falling down frantically in the mansion.

The connected monitoring equipment immediately sounded the alarm, and they took a look and their heads exploded:
With such a commotion, maybe something happened to Mr. Shen!
"I...I'm fine..."

Shen Le's face twisted as he answered incoherently. Gu Yulin frowned, unable to believe his pale face, sweating, and unstable voice.
"Are you really okay? Don't try to hold on! If you have cardiovascular disease, go to the hospital immediately if you feel unwell!
——Or do you think that ordinary doctors can’t handle your current condition? Should I go to the boss lady? Or should I ask Doctor Qin to take a look at you? "

"I'm really fine... Don't bother me, let me rest..."

Without waiting for the other party to continue asking questions, Shen Le simply hung up the phone. Just as he lay down, there was a rumble over there, the ground shook, and the alloy boss rushed over:

"Shen Le! Shen Le, are you okay? The little guy said you suddenly had a headache!"

Without waiting for Shen Le to speak, Xiao Modou jumped up and opened the door. The Alloy Boss rushed into the studio and picked him up from the ground with one hand.

Shen Le was shaken by him like this, and his head was spinning. He felt more and more like vomiting:
"Don't move me... Let me lie down for a while... Put me on the bed with the spirit gathering array, it's comfortable there..."

He looked like he was dying, so the Alloy Boss didn't dare to do anything rash. He just carried him to the place where he was placed. Just as he was placed here, the branches and leaves rustled over there, and a leaf from the big camphor tree, A-Lu, floated over:
[Dr. Qin is here to visit! Should we let him in? ]

...By the way, how many people did you get to come here?...How did you manage to get so many people to come here so quickly?

Shen Le held his head and waved his hands weakly. Come on, Doctor Qin is not a bad guy, let him come in and take a look -

Without a professional doctor's guarantee, are you going to send someone from Binhai City in ten minutes?

He nodded in agreement, and the light in the bedroom flickered on and off. The small oil lamp indicated "received" and immediately passed the message on.

In a moment, a large black bird spread its wings and swooped down. It circled at the bedroom door, transformed into a human form, and knocked politely:

"Mr. Shen, are you okay? Can I come in?"

Can you come in too? Shen Le reluctantly gestured for permission, and Dr. Qin quickly stepped inside, his hands flying, and pieces of light and shadow covered his head:

"My heart rate... is a little fast, but not dangerous. My blood pressure... is also a little high, but it's okay.

The brain waves are very active. What on earth did you do? Something went wrong with the operation of the soul? Your current cultivation level is not suitable for the operation of the soul consciousness! "

Shen Le smiled but didn't answer. Doctor Qin scanned him from head to toe, checking everything from basic vital signs to the flow of internal energy, and took out his phone to send a message:

"There is no danger for now. If you are really worried, you can go back and get an MRI to see if there is any cerebrovascular disease.

It's okay, I'll stay here and won't leave until he recovers, can you rest assured now?"

On the other side of the phone, Gu Yulin seemed to be relieved. He tried to ask for help a few more times and then stopped asking. Doctor Qin bent down slightly and stared at Shen Le with a curious look on his face:
"How did you get yourself into this state? If you didn't practice martial arts and weren't attacked, it shouldn't happen, right?"

"...I said someone is transferring a large amount of memories to me. Do you believe me..."

Shen Le was barely breathing, and answered half truthfully and half sarcasticly. Doctor Qin narrowed his eyes, stared at Shen Le carefully for a moment, nodded, and shook his head:

"If it was someone else, I really wouldn't believe it, but if it was you, maybe it's really possible. Okay, I won't bother you anymore. You should have a good rest first, and let me check it out when you're okay!"

Shen Le took the opportunity to close his eyes and concentrate on experiencing the large amount of memories pouring in, the feeling that his cerebral cortex seemed to be about to burst.

By the way, in the past, the entire old objects were restored, with some memories or skills stuffed into them. Why did it change this time?

Can't wait to stuff it now!

After closing his eyes for a while, his fingertips suddenly felt hot, and then hot again, and began to tremble uncontrollably. Doctor Qin's sharp eyes immediately looked over:
"Muscle twitching? What's wrong with you? Are you not lacking calcium? Or are you lacking other ions?"

Shen Le shook his head and didn't answer. After a while, his calf twitched again, and he left the bed and fell back onto it. Doctor Qin frowned, his hands flew, and he cast a series of spells again:

"You have a serious problem... I think you need to check it carefully..."

Shen Le's forehead was slightly sweaty, and he no longer had time to deal with the other party. This copper piece has been upgraded!
In the past, the skills that were transmitted were finished at the brain, and the reaction often appeared as "brain: OK, hand: No";

This time, the skills transmitted were obviously intended to form muscle memory for him!
This is a bit too much!
Would you consider my level of acceptance?
He tossed and turned in bed for a long time, sweating all over. Fortunately, after several upgrades, it was equivalent to upgrading from a mechanical hard drive to a solid-state drive, and the acceptance capacity was greatly increased.

Just when Dr. Qin was getting a little impatient and wanted to drag him to the hospital, Shen Le calmly sat up and wiped the sweat from his forehead:
"I'm fine! I'm fine!"

"Are you really okay?" Doctor Qin circled around him suspiciously:
"So, is there something extra in your mind? Is someone trying to take over your body?"

"It shouldn't be... In fact, maybe I can fix the girl Yaoqin that you've been thinking about?"

(End of this chapter)