Chapter Sixty-Nine: Doctor: It's almost there

Strangling dreamed of the past again.

The cold tones, mixed with shadows, blood, vomit and the past of broken limbs.

He dreamed of hanging the man again, of his bloodied roar in the ring, of wrangling the stupid maniac who had provoked him with jiu-jitsu until he was torn to pieces.

He dreamed again of the handmade luxury cake he wanted to eat that day but didn't make it.

It was his birthday, his mother's death day.

Since then, Strangler has never eaten a birthday cake. That was the first time he had been interested in the culture of Uptown...... Trying to learn from the people of Uptown, buy yourself a birthday cake to celebrate. Since then, the strangler has stopped eating cake. He became stronger, he had power, and he was no longer under pressure to survive. He's had countless opportunities to eat cake... But when he saw the packaged cake again, it only made him irritable and flustered - it reminded him of the worst day, and even gave him nightmares at night.

Because of this, Strangler doesn't have a "stock picture" of what he will see when he opens the cake box.

So, when he opened the cake box in his dream. But he only saw a bloody head—the most "gift" he had ever seen in his life. When many ask him to do something, they will give him a head...... From offending someone who was strangled.

It's not the man's. Nor his mother's.

It's "Xiaoya".

"Hmm."

The next moment, the strangulation suddenly came to his senses.

But he found it difficult to open his eyes now.

After a while, as the consciousness of strangulation gradually returned, and his mind gradually became clear, he realized that he was lying on the operating chair.

It wasn't a comfortable experience – it wasn't the feeling of falling asleep during a massage or a hot spring, but more like a shallow dream that comes in when you have a high fever and faint fainting.

But his body still didn't have much energy. The touch of each part becomes as if it no longer belongs to you...

"Awake?"

A man's muffled voice came.

Strangler looked in the light and saw a man wearing a respirator and goggles sitting on his right. The man had hair on only one side,

It is tied into a braid, while the other side is embedded with a subcutaneous prosthesis. The circuit board and heat dissipation holes visible to the naked eye are on his face, like a cyber-flavored tattoo totem.

He glanced at the strangulation, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

"It seems that you are quite resistant to anesthesia, and you woke up more than an hour early.

"It's okay to wait a minute, it'll be fine right away. More than half of the nerves are connected, and the contacts have already been soldered."

The man's voice was muffled by a respirator.

The strangulation has lost his right arm. The base of his prosthetic body, which was like a horseshoe, was now more than half stuck.

The man spread out his right arm and placed it on the workbench. The engineering prosthetic hand on his right arm is filled with different precision instruments on all six interfaces.

It's a metal tentacle that makes children have nightmares when they see it.

Eight slightly thicker tentacles, about the thickness of a thumb to the size of a little finger, are being painlessly welded and assembled with a base. There are also 14 small probes the thickness of a sweater needle, which are continuously inserted into the base for nerve connection. There is also a robotic arm that is dispensing medicines, and after dispensing medicines, it injects injections at intervals on the flesh that surrounds the prosthetic hand.

Just a drop of dew, like a dotted line on the skin.

There is also an interface where some electrodes are poked out and attached to the whole body of the strangulation. The last connector was inserted into the operating chair, and more things were handed to him as the doctor moved.

One heart and six uses - this is the basis of a prosthetic doctor. Fitting a prosthesis for the first time is always the most difficult, and replacing and upgrading it is a little easier.

Every time the middle-aged doctor took a deep breath, a thick white smoke was drawn out of the respirator and inhaled

Enter.

When he exhales slowly, the white mist in the respirator will be emptied. His breathing rate was so low that he breathed more than ten seconds slower at a time, but he had no breath at all.

Strangler stared at him for a few seconds before he remembered that it was the prosthetic doctor that the Springspring Island Brokers had brought for him.

- I'm not very skilled, doctor. Why do you still have to take drugs?

Strangler opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything.

It's not that the words come to his lips and fall back into his stomach, the main thing is that he is really inconvenient to speak now. His tongue was numb, and his speech was indistinct.

Strangulation can be recognized, it is an inhaled mixed oxygen cognitive enhancer.

When it comes to prosthetics, cognitive enhancers are indispensable. Even the strangulation of his left arm was administered a mixed intravenous drip of cognitive enhancers and anti-inflammatory drugs.

But he is a patient

Only in exceptional cases will doctors wear such masks.

——The main purpose is to prevent hand slipping, hand shaking or misoperation, and accidentally connecting the wrong nerve when the nerve is connected. Therefore, if the prosthetic doctor is not very proficient, or if he is not in good condition - for example, if he stays up late and works overtime, he will inhale cognitive enhancers and work at the same time to make sure that there is no big mess.

This stuff is so much better than coffee. Not only can it refresh the mind, but it can also calm and increase intelligence.

Merely... Watching the prosthetic doctor put on the respirator mask is like watching the doctor carefully study the case and examination report, look up at the patient, hesitate for a long time, and then make a phone call to his teacher and quietly ask about something.

While feeling that this doctor seems to be a little unreliable, I will also feel obvious panic and fear.

But strangulation also understands that this is also a way to do it.

This is exactly what the local Brokers attach to themselves.

In the middle of the night, he urgently requested amputation and fitting of a prosthetic hand...... Even if he doesn't ask for a prosthetic hand, the doctor always has to sleep. He was woken up in the middle of the night by the local Brokers and used favors to operate on him.

You know, cognitive enhancers have a lot of burden on the brain, liver and kidneys. So if you use it normally, your body will definitely not be able to stand it...

Only when an important surgery is performed, a cognitive enhancer is inhaled to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Otherwise, even if you pick up the wrong ...... It's a big deal, the circuit breaker will be repeated.

There will always be mistakes.

At most, this reconnection doesn't count as your money.

Although Strangulation was not equipped with a prosthetic body before, that doesn't mean he doesn't understand.

Those of them have a great need for prosthetics for combat. Prosthetics are also consumed quickly – not only are prostheses damaged, but also limbs are easily destroyed in various conflicts. That's when it's time to replace it with a prosthetic.

And the prosthetic doctor in the lower city is definitely not as reliable as the one in the upper city. Only a small percentage of the doctors who have been persecuted by the company really understand medical skills and prosthetic maintenance. The vast majority of the remainder highlight a "self-taught". Connecting the wrong nerve or something is a normal problem.

For example, the prosthetic hand has been connected, but four of the six slots are not lit - but they still work properly, and at least two of them are still lit.

If you can use it, don't fix it, and if you repair it again, it may not light up for five.

And the nerve is connected incorrectly, resulting in a fixed twitch when performing a certain action from time to time or a momentary weakness in grasping in certain situations, this kind of problem can not be helped. Be considerate of it – it's all set that way. If you use it too much, you will always get used to it.

As for the interface of the smart weapon from time to time, the poor contact of the interface, the lack of welding that causes the prosthesis to decouple and slip, or the base is slightly deviated by one or two degrees, resulting in an error in the accuracy of the arm, etc., are all normal.

The prosthetic business in the lower city of Happy Island pays attention to one who does not go out. Unless the problem is obvious enough to be detected immediately and solved on the spot - as long as you go out, the problem that comes out again will be regarded as a non-quality problem.

Of course, as long as you point a gun at the doctor's head, you can still ask the other party to replace it for free. But then a few more people will be able to do the nerve connection again, and the patient will not be able to move. If there is really a stunned Qing who holds a gun to persecute him

The husband fits himself with a prosthetic body for free...... There is a high probability that after a shot of anesthetic, it will be carefully divided into packets of fresh goods in no more than two hours, and sent to the black market in the lower city in a cold and fresh state. Make sure that the remaining five minutes of life are used to the maximum.

"How much longer, doctor?"

Strangling waited for a while, and Shengshi felt a slight pain in his right shoulder. He asked in a low voice, frowning.

"It's coming, it's coming."

The doctor replied in unison, "Hold on a little longer... Or shall I give you another shot of topical analgesics?"

「… Okay."

Strangling thought for a moment, but still responded.

At this moment, the door was pushed up.

Strangling looked at the door vigilantly and found that it was Xiaoya who came in.

For some reason, he quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Good morning, Mr. Strangulation!"

Xiao Ya smiled cleanly and cheerfully, "Don't you sleep anymore? It's just eight o'clock."

They started the operation at 3:30 in the middle of the night, and four hours have passed by now.

Counting this time, the strangulation hasn't slept well for three nights.

But it can't be helped.

He couldn't shake his head, so he could only whisper, "I don't think much. ,

"Then you'll have to get enough sleep, Mr. Strangulation."

Miss Mermaid taught her a serious and serious lesson.

If the inferior person is verbosity here, the strangulation will be sprayed back directly - if it can move, it will probably be a punch.

- For a strangler who specializes in jiu-jitsu, his fists are a symbol of friendship. When he really has murderous intentions, he always touches others with his palm.

But for some reason, the strangulation did not have the anger he expected in his heart at the moment.

He just tilted his head slightly and closed his eyes.

muttered in a voice that was probably only audible to him, "It's too much..."

"How's it going, Mr. Spider?"

Xiaoya asked the prosthetic doctor with some concern.

"It's going well, it's almost done. The nerve connection is almost finished, and there is less than half of it. Solder the contacts and add the housing, and you're fine."

The man told Xiaoya again about the strangulation.

Xiao Ya thought for a moment, and this time asked precisely, "Can you finish it at half past nine?" There will be a cake shop that opens at nine o'clock... I want to buy a cake for Mr. Strangulation. But when the first furnace is ready, it will probably be half past nine."

"Then you go and wait in line first."

"Spider," the doctor replied dryly, "It's almost ten o'clock."

- you're done!

Strangulation felt his blood pressure go up all of a sudden.