Preaching the seashore, disemboweling doctor's clinic.

"Thanks to you, I'm going to pack up my things and get out of here, the sergeant can't get used to me for a long time, so he can only find a place to work again."

When he arrived at the clinic, Lille saw that the doctor was already packing his things and getting out of the way.

That's right.

The sergeant had asked this guy to pretend to be James, but not only did he leak the information, but he was also confused by Lille.

The battle in front of the clinic made James even more on the verge of collapse, and the sergeant could only grit his teeth and pull the guy to the clinic at Arroyo's headquarters for installation.

As soon as this plan was changed, James went crazy as soon as he pretended to be prosthetic, and directly plowed the headquarters of the Sixth Street Gang first.

"I'll go, buddy, you've got a prosthetic doctor and you're going to run away with his tail between his legs - can you stop playing with me?" If I die, there's nothing! ”

More than half of the drug's effects passed, and Murphy screamed in pain.

However, this howl also shows the demeanor of the older generation of fritters, and after speaking, the disemboweling doctor immediately brought an unhappy expression.

What does it mean to run away with your tail between your legs? Could it be that he was afraid of the Six Street Gang?

Well, it is – it's unpleasant.

"Who is this stinky rotten face?"

"Biotech, just retired, you can say if you can cure it."

Lille gestured to Jack, and the big man stepped forward and grabbed the door frame.

The tremendous force of the gorilla's arm directly pinched the door frame into strips, and the disemboweling doctor swallowed.

The rest of the unfinished words are already obvious - if they can't be cured, they will have to be the same as this jamb today.

Hey, damn it, I'm really bleeding from the mold, I knew that I would have taken the license test hard, and I didn't have to be tossed around like a cockroach.

But can you find me some work to do if I do it alone? You see, I just don't have a license but technology. It's still possible. ”

Saying that, he fumbled in his bag for a while, revealing a lewd smile: "I still have a channel to buy some energy-saving Mewtwo, come on?" ”

Lille waved his hand: "Stabilize this guy first, he's poisoned - biohazard, you can ask him specifically." ”

Murphy's situation was even worse than Lille thought.

His body began to react abnormally to electromagnetic radiation, and the temperature of his head increased greatly under electromagnetic radiation, which really meant that he got energy from sunlight.

However, his nervous system has symptoms of "electromagnetic radiation" similar to hydrophobia.

In the sun, he was in unbearable pain, nausea and vomiting, his prosthetic body did not function well, and his software system was disordered.

"What's this new virus?" The disembowelment doctors found it a little too difficult to deal with.

"I don't know, the new product of biotechnology."

The disemboweling doctor scratched his head in annoyance: "Hey, these are some incurable diseases, and neurolaviment-release agents can alleviate this symptom, but if it is more serious, you can only use blockers."

What's even more troublesome is that many of the readings from the inspection equipment are problematic, and his body is interfering with the operation of the equipment. ”

Nuclear magnetic resonance, CT, and X-ray are all technologies that rely on radiation to obtain image data.

However, the infected Murphy's body cells have a different effect on electromagnetic radiation, and in this case, the imaging materials obtained by these means cannot be judged by previous medical experience.

"Grass means I'm hopeless?"

Murphy on the hospital bed looks a lot better now—

The main thing is to wash away the charred blood and minced meat, and then repair the rotten face with cheap skin-like products.

It looks normal, but the body is actually worse.

The disemboweling doctor spread his hands: "I'm just a prosthetic doctor, you have to find those medical researchers for this kind of symptom that you haven't seen before, but unfortunately they are usually from large companies." ”

"Grass, I just ran away from the company!"

The disembowelment doctor hesitated, looked at Lille and said, "So this big brother, if you say okay, find me a way to live, can you make a deal?" ”

Lille felt that this guy still had something to hide.

After thinking about it, he said, "Do you know about the Red Shirt Mental Hospital? There's a doctor there who I'm paralyzed, and you can go to work there with his message. ”

"Isn't that the scavenger's designated place to work with?" The disembowelment doctor was stunned for a moment.

He knew Gloria very well, and he introduced her to this job.

"That's it." Lille nodded, "So you accepted?" ”

The disembowelment doctor thought for a moment and said, "It's not bad, but can you handle the director of the hospital?" I can't always work with other people's information, right? It will always be seen. ”

"Let's talk about it if something happens—it's just a broken hospital, it's a big deal, I'll find someone to lift him up."

"That's right," said the disemboweling doctor, who was impressed by Lille's words.

Whether it's the Six Street Gang or Valentino, they are behemoths, and there are many ways to threaten a red-shirted mental hospital.

What's more, it's still a scavenger cooperative hospital - everybody shouts and beats.

Lille sent the doctor's message to the disemboweling doctor and continued: "So what did you just want to say. ”

Actually, the new prosthetic doctor found by the Sixth Street Gang used to be a company dog or Moore Technology, maybe you can ask him."

The words of the disemboweling doctor reminded Lille of some details.

According to the timeline, in 2076, the year "Cyberpunk Edgerunner" takes place, the prosthetic doctors in this place are still this disemboweling doctor.

But in the year 2077, the prosthetic doctor in this place has changed, and he has become a young man who has retired from Moore Tech.

It is said that it used to be R&D.

According to Lille's experience – 99% of people who retire from the company are not completely disconnected from the company.

Even the company itself will find someone to pretend to be retired or fired, and then run into the gang to lurk.

Could this prosthetist be the same?

"That's good news, when will he arrive at the clinic?"

"Just tonight, or I wouldn't have to rush to clean up the guys."

"Then you go ahead and pack up the guys, we'll wait here."

"It's so ruthless, don't even keep it."

"Fuck off."

The disemboweling doctor shook his head and sighed as he moved his things to the car, then drove away to his new place of work.

The only people left in the clinic were Lille and his party, as well as Murphy, who was lying on the boat.

Waiting until the evening, V boredly played with the finished drink jar on the table.

"So what are we here for?"

Lille seemed very calm, and he was tinkering with the program in his head: "To make a lot of money, you have to be patient, and slashing people with a knife is the link with the least pay." ”

At this time, Murphy also joined the discussion, and nodded thoughtfully: "That's right, if I had understood this earlier, I guess I would have found a place to retire by now."

I have been a mercenary all my life, and the money I earn is either smashed into prosthetic transformation, or smashed into medical expenses, and I haven't saved much, and I may die on the street at any time. ”

V didn't refute and picked up another empty jar from the ground, and the three jars were stacked crookedly.

It looks a lot like the popular Nordic Stacked Stone Meditation - Cyberpunk Limited Edition.

Lille continued, "Tell me about you, you've been doing this before, in Night City? Do you want to come to life? ”

Murphy propped his hand and changed his position: "No, I used to mess around in Mexico, which was more chaotic than Night City, and the money was less."

Hey, if I hadn't owed a lot of money on drugs, I might still be there. ”

"So you owe money to the big drug and sell yourself to biotech? How could they find someone like you to be a security guard? ”

"You don't understand this, all the jobs I take over there are escorting medicines, and I'm a professional counterpart - don't look at me like I am now, I'm professional in escorting transportation."

Lille and V unconsciously smiled at the same time.

What a coincidence, robbing transport convoys they are also professional.

The sun sets, and time advances slowly.

"Ouch. It's a lot better now, and I almost gave my life to the other moment. ”

Syllable.

Jack, who was standing guard outside the door, knocked on the window: "Someone is coming, two cars, one sedan. V340, it should be the doctor. ”

"It's this broken car again."

V muttered.

(End of chapter)