Psychics don't die from gunfire

Chapter 24 Communications Silence
The room just now was similar to the front hall. Following the man's footsteps, the room at the back was the real operating room.

"Did you come here on your own, or was someone introduced?"

During the conversation, the man mentioned his name, Amiqaba.

"You don't need an introduction, do you? You're quite famous."

Song Shi replied: "A prosthetic doctor with a formal medical qualification certificate is not easy to find in the Deep Moss District."

Palose belongs to the territory of [Emerald Pharmaceuticals], a huge giant that monopolizes nearly 70% of the medical industry in the entire corporate alliance. Even without talking about other things, the annual patent licensing fees for medical engineering and biological science related technologies alone are an astronomical figure.

In this case, it is extremely difficult to pass the physician qualification examination led by [Jade Pharmaceuticals] and obtain a medical qualification certificate in the corresponding field.

Among them, the field of "prosthetic medicine" is the most important volume, second only to "mental neurology" and "comprehensive clinical medicine".

After all, in this day and age, who doesn’t have prosthetic implants?

Once you pass the test and become a qualified prosthetic doctor, you no longer have to worry about your survival. If you are lucky enough to enter a large hospital and have your own office, it can be regarded as a class leap.

"Most of the black doctors here have learned their skills by themselves and have acquired them on the spur of the moment. If they have used a technical memory of the "Basic Implant Surgery Guide", they are considered to have superb medical skills."

Song Shi spread his hands and said, "I don't want to have an illegal operation. It would be a bit ridiculous to die on the operating table due to heavy bleeding, bacterial infection, rejection or something else."

In response to the young man's words, Amiqaba snorted twice and did not comment.

Song Shi spent some time finding this information on the Internet not long ago.

This is not that difficult.

Just as Song Shi said, Amikaba is well-known in the Deep Moss District. He came to Palose five years ago and relied on his excellent skills to slowly accumulate a lot of favors and some sources of goods.

The various gangs also gave him some face, and no blind guy bothered him.

So, Song Shi randomly joined a local underground anonymous forum in Palose and soon learned all this from the discussion. After comparing and considering the information, he decided to come here for enhanced surgery.

——I don’t have much time. If I want to increase my strength in a short period of time, purchasing equipment and performing strengthening surgery are the fastest ways.

As for Amiqaba, a cyborg doctor with formal medical qualifications, why didn't he go to a regular hospital or medical company to work, but chose to come to the Deep Moss District to work as a half-black doctor?
I can only say, who doesn’t have a story in Palose?

And who has the time to care about other people's stories?

When you step into the back room, everything changes suddenly, as if you have entered another world.

A faint smell of disinfectant, a tightly fitted ceiling, pure white shadowless lights, a large, spotless operating table surrounded by numerous complex equipment, several open data display screens around, and bottles and jars piled up with labels all over them.

——You’ve come to the right place.

Seeing this scene, Song Shi said in his heart.

"Axes" integrated tool control tower, Type 7 integrated monitor, high-frequency minimally invasive electrosurgical unit
The few devices he recognized alone were valued at nearly a million credit points, and there was also the surrounding environment layout - this was much more reassuring than the ordinary black doctors taking out second-hand prostheses from a bathtub full of disinfectant and then installing them on people.

Song Shi's eyes scanned the surroundings and finally stopped on the wall.

On the wall hung a carefully framed oil painting, of which there was a golden figure in a cassock, sitting on a lotus, with a bald forehead, thick eyebrows, and a solemn appearance, which was out of tune with the various equipment around it.

As if he was used to it, Amiqaba fiddled with the equipment and said without turning his head:

"This is a portrait of Jivaka. In the past, Jivaka studied medicine. The god Indra saw that if he became a master of medicine, he would make offerings to the Buddha. So he transformed into Jivaka's body. After seven years, he became a master of medicine. He is now the 291st Great Physician Venerable of the Five Hundred Arhats."

"This is the myth of the Vanlan people." Song Shi said softly.

"Yes, but not many people know about it now. I only knew about it because someone told me."

Amiqaba finally finished adjusting the equipment. He sat down in a chair, wiped his thick beard, and cleared his throat: "Boy, I do have what you want."

--but?
Song Shi withdrew his gaze from the oil painting and looked at the other person.

"The White Armor III Power Armguard has been off the market for several years. I can get it, but it's probably second-hand. But you can rest assured that it won't be too different after I adjust it. Of course, the related nerve connection surgery is included, and I won't charge extra for it."

The latest product of the White Armor series of power arm guards is Type V. Initially, Type III occupied a lot of market share due to its cost-effectiveness, but now this "cost-effectiveness" seems to be an eyesore. In order to sell the latest products, [Nanyu Heavy Industry] has discontinued the Type III product line and update the agreement, and announced its delisting.

"This is the first point."

Amiqaba raised first his index finger, then his middle finger.

"Secondly, communication silencers are under strict scrutiny recently, and I can't get the "hard biscuit" model from Shanta Industries for the time being. If you need it urgently, I have another option."

At some point, Amiqaba took out a black box that was half the size of his palm.

Seeing the black box, Song Shi was slightly surprised.

This style also has a blue ring logo with half of it erased and only half left.
"Well, you actually recognized this?"

As a well-funded prosthetic doctor, Amiqaba himself had a lot of things implanted, including the "edge enhancement system" that greatly improved the five senses. Song Shi saw the instantaneous change in Black Box's expression, and he managed to catch it.

Keep calm on the surface.

But deep down, Amiqaba was really shocked.

"Atat Studio" is a small studio that focuses on special vertical fields and was acquired and reorganized by Zero Degree Network ten years ago. The products they launched are so niche that they can't be more niche - even I got the products by chance, but this guy in front of me actually recognized them?
However, it's not a big problem.

The next moment, Amiqaba suppressed these emotions.

I am a cyborg doctor, and I am just a cyborg doctor.

Anything that is not related to business has nothing to do with oneself. Never asking questions is a way of survival that has been proven by countless practices.

"I want this!"

Song Shi was firm.

"Hey, I haven't mentioned the price yet."

"No matter how much, I'll take it!"

Song Shi did not hesitate.

He had recognized the true appearance of the black box device.

Ten years ago, the works of "Atat Studio" that were full of the talents and hard work of the founders were the biggest reason why Zero Degree Network extended an olive branch and chose to acquire it.

A superior replacement for the Communication Silencer.

——Full-band blocking jammer [Ring of Atat]!
Regarding updates, I have been busy these past two weeks, so I will update once a day, but I will try to update twice a day on weekends. When there are not so many things to do later, I will probably update twice a day, and I also want to be fully present.

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