Mr. Executive, Mr. Executive, hadn't slept so well in the past three years, and he had a lazy sleep unconsciously.

No one dared to disturb his rest, so the tuxedo housekeeper suggested that Zheng Yi visit the Western Regions Central Hospital.

Zheng Yi was also curious about what the hospitals in this world would look like, especially in the presence of transcendent beings, in which direction medicine would go. However, what he regrets is that the pragmatism of this world is too serious, and they have a price tag for the value of people.

Medical care, as a salvation for people, is also subordinated to the price tag.

Intuitively speaking, Du Ruo is a screw in the shelter, playing a role in his own post. When she catches a cold, the shelter will get her up, blow on her breath, and then go back to her job. When she had pancreatic head cancer, the shelter would throw the screw away and replace it with a different one.

Under this guiding ideology, medicine made little progress after the cataclysm, except for the progress of physics and mechanical engineering, which improved some examination instruments.

The Vault absolutely rejects the extraordinary, and its own resources are poured into physical chemistry, genetic biology, and mechanical engineering, and the level of clinical medicine continues to decline.

Medicine on the surface isn't much better.

The basic medical literacy of practitioners is low, and there is a lack of a rigorous and scientific education system.

Ordinary doctors are called therapists, and they are mainly responsible for prescribing medicines, pre-examination, epidemic prevention, nursing, and collecting corpses...... Unskilled work like this.

The transcendent are the real doctors, and their level of treatment and theory has been revealed before.

Out of the arrogance of the transcendental, they were not even willing to study the previous medical textbooks, nor did they think about dissecting the rich resources of the human body. If it weren't for high-tech diagnostic tools and existing drug formulations, there would be little medicine in this world.

What made Zheng Yi find interesting was the medicine before the cataclysm.

At that time, medicine had made great strides because of genetic modification, focusing on high-dimensional energy channels. Because the high-dimensional world cannot be observed, people can only make a projection of the high-dimensional world with mathematical models. According to the projection of the high-dimensional energy channel they constructed, it is very similar to the meridian circulation diagram that Zheng Yi once saw.

- This is probably the reason why the meridians of Chinese medicine cannot be observed and proven.

Zheng Yi took this picture and decided to believe it. It's not because of Chinese medicine, which he doesn't understand, but because this kind of thinking is obviously more advanced, and it is an energetic integration of Western medicine, which focuses on mechanical observation, and Chinese medicine, which focuses on spiritual perception.

- Between the dots, it's really not the closest straight line!

Zheng Yi fell into deep thought. He used his will to build a highway for skill energy, which did save a lot of mental consumption, but he did not make full use of the fact that mental power is between electromagnetic waves and "concepts".

In simple terms, it can be substance or non-substance.

It exists in a three-dimensional universe, and it can also enter a high-dimensional universe!

- I should find a closer channel for the skill.

- The energy route seems to be far, perhaps faster and less expensive.

- They should borrow their way from the high-dimensional universe.

- How do you do that?

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"What is the doctor looking at? Why so devoted? ”

"It is a ...... of previous historical materials"

"What's so nice about those things?"

"Cumbersome and meaningless......"

"But the doctor must have a point."

……

The Sequence 8 doctors sat in the back of the room talking in a whisper, and behind them stood Sequence 9's assistant doctor. In front of them are two instructor-level physicians in the sequence, and the professor-level physician in the front row - Tang Wang.

Tang Wang didn't know that the symposium had become like this, and this Sequence 8 didn't take them seriously at all. However, he was entrusted by Mr. Xiao to hold this symposium to popularize the advantages and benefits of serving in the central hospital to the young Sequence 8.

"Huh! What are you doing here? ”

Zheng Yi raised his head from his thoughts and looked at the room of medical transcendents in surprise.

"Explain to you the operating model of the hospital." Tang Wang said dryly.

Zheng Yi "Oh", looked up at his watch, and said:

"It's almost time, let's go back and start the treatment."

He wants to take these materials back and read them slowly, and think slowly. He had a hunch that once he mastered the principle and applied it, his strength would be improved as much as an upgrade.

In the field of medicine, the best doctors are the ones who can treat diseases.

Make way in the conference room, out of respect for "Sequence 8".

Immediately behind Zheng Yi was Tang Wang, and then two sequence 7...... A group of people is in order, and no one trespasses.

Manager Xiao quickly got the details of the discussion and rubbed his hands helplessly. He needed to know about the doctor's weaknesses, but the evidence gathered from various sources showed that the "doctor" had no weaknesses at all.

Suddenly a man appeared in the desert, with no luggage, no companions.

I have known the old driver and his grandson for only a few days, and they are far from close.

As for the two first-generation exiles from the Vault - how could there be normal people who became friends with them.

The desire for wealth is low, and the desire for oneself is weak.

The only time to show strength is during the treatment process, and once the treatment is over, there is no dominance.

Manager Xiao's hands were blood-red, and he still hadn't figured out how to solve this problem.

He finally made up his mind, took the communicator out of his pocket, and called a number.

The number was quickly connected, but in the video image opposite, no one spoke, only a slight sound of breathing.

"I want you to investigate a person thoroughly. I need to know everything about him. Manager Xiao thought for a while and said, "He may leave Hangcheng in the next two days, don't let him run too far, and ensure his safety." ”

"Priority." The person on the other side said indifferently.

Manager Xiao raised his eyes and turned around: "6." ”

A communicator was hung up on the opposite side.

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Tang Wang watched his assistant pack the light offerings, and he was in a happy mood, this was his favorite part - casting skills that no one else could release.

The lights are on and the lights are off.

Zheng Yi was unmoved, and he couldn't even criticize.

Because I really don't feel it.

He calmly assigned the positions of the little doctors and announced, "Begin." ”

Today's plan is to remove cancer cells from the lymphatic system, bone marrow, liver, and brain.

The lymphatic system is the channel through which water flows through the body, and the bone marrow is directly connected to the brain. The liver is the body's largest blood bank, and its blood volume is 14% of the body's total.

In just one night, cancer cells spread from here to the brain and liver again. This is equivalent to traveling around with an army of servants.

Yesterday it was a siege of the city, today it was an armed parade, and today it is much easier to say.

There is no need to deliberately guide the energy to act, Zheng Yi simply emptied his mind and was only responsible for fueling the flames to see what kind of path it would take if he indulged the energy to run on his own.