Mechanical Doctor

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“Name?”

“Jerome Terry.”

“Age?”

“34 years old”

“Where do you want to transplant the mechanical prosthesis?”

“Left foot and left hand.”

“What specifications do you want to choose for the mechanical prosthesis?”

“I chose the [combat model].”

“…”

“…”

A nurse was making the final confirmation with Jerome, who was lying on the bed.

In the operating room, Manolin and his assistants had already changed into surgical gowns and were making preoperative preparations.

The first batch of patients selected by Manolin for mechanical prosthesis transplantation were all [combat model] extraordinary people.

This was not because he favored these extraordinary people or discriminated against poor patients.

Rather, he needed these extraordinary people as the first batch of advertisements to attract more people.

According to his experience, it didn’t take long for extraordinary people to use the mechanical prosthesis transplanted, and even high-level extraordinary people could jump up and down immediately after the anesthetic effect of the transplant wore off.

Moreover, these extraordinary people are more or less officers in the army, and even low-ranking guys can usually get a small captain.

These people still have a lot of influence in the army. With their publicity, Manolin's mechanical prosthesis transplantation work here can be more smooth.

Jerome, whose identity was quickly confirmed, was pushed into the operating room by the nurse.

Seeing the patient being pushed in, the anesthesiologist also began to anesthetize Jerome.

In fact, there are no professional anesthesiologists in this world. After all, the people in this world are strong and durable. Generally speaking, it’s okay to use more anesthetics, so the operations in this world are all done by experienced doctors.

However, Manolin has the memory of his previous life after all. He knows that professional anesthesiologists are still necessary, so he selected personnel from the medical staff for special training.

...

Two hours later, Jerome woke up on the bed.

After he woke up, he wanted to sit up. He sat up with a little force on his hands.

"Hmm?"

At this time, he felt different from usual. His left hand and left foot had feelings.

He lifted the quilt in surprise and looked at his new arms and legs.

He stretched his arms and legs again. The joy of regaining what he had lost filled his brain, making him act like a child for a moment.

If it weren't for the remaining rationality suppressing this joy, he really wanted to laugh out loud now.

"Hahaha! I can see! I'm not a useless person anymore!"

"Hahaha!"

The sudden laughter woke Jerome from his joy.

It turned out that the guy in the bed next to him woke up.

"Jerome, it's you! Look, I can see!"

The guy in the bed next to him with a long scar on his face jumped off the bed immediately after seeing Jerome, and walked to Jerome's bed with trembling legs that had not yet fully recovered from the anesthesia.

"Borg, keep your voice down. You are being too rude."

Borg, who is a lieutenant colonel like Jerome, is his good friend. Although he is happy for Borg, he, who is of noble birth, still reminds his friend to control the volume.

Borg knows his good friend's code of conduct very well, but he still carelessly pats Jerome's intact hand and says:

"Sorry, sorry, I am too excited."

"Look, I can see again!"

Borg said excitedly, pointing his finger at his eyes.

Jerome was able to observe Borg's eyes carefully now.

Borg was slashed in the face by the enemy in a battle, and he lost both eyes.

Now a pair of mechanical eyes have been transplanted into the empty eye sockets where the eyeballs were removed by the field doctor.

At this time, Borg's mechanical eyes are emitting a faint red light.

"It's amazing!"

Jerome exclaimed as he looked at the pair of mechanical eyes and his arms and legs.

At this time, Borg also looked at Jerome's mechanical prosthesis.

"How is your transplanted mechanical prosthesis? Can you move freely?"

"I'll help you, try it."

After Borg grabbed Jerome's arm and helped him, Jerome began to limp.

As a mid-level extraordinary person, Jerome adapted to the mechanical prosthesis very quickly. After a while, he could walk normally.

Borg was very happy to see his friend could move freely. Just when he wanted to say something, the nurse who came over interrupted what he wanted to say.

"Bed 23, bed 24 patients, since you are awake, please follow me to check."

After hearing this, the two immediately followed the nurse obediently.

...

Half an hourAfter.

Jerome and the other two took the crutches and other things they brought with them and left the [Pterosaur].

"Jerome, let's go! Let's go have a few drinks!"

Borg said with his arm around Jerome's shoulders and laughed.

At this time, Jerome frowned and said to Borg:

"What wine? Have you forgotten that the nurse just told us not to drink before the wound heals?"

Hearing this, Borg immediately patted his forehead and laughed:

"Yes, yes, I almost forgot that I can't drink."

"Since you don't drink, it's okay to have a good meal, right? Let's treat you to a meal!"

Jerome looked at Borg's whole body and said:

"You still have money to treat me to a meal? I still paid your medical expenses for you."

It turned out that since Borg became blind, he drank to relieve his sorrow every day, and his savings, which were not much because of his extravagant spending, were even worse.

"Haha! Don't worry about those details. I'm healed now. I'll pay you back the next time I get paid."

Jerome shook his head. He really couldn't stand Borg's careless personality.

But he didn't worry about Borg defaulting on his debts. Although Borg often borrowed money from him, he would pay him back every time he got paid.

"Let's go! Please treat me to a meal."

Borg pulled Jerome, who was laughing and crying, and gradually disappeared from the sight of the [Pterosaur].

...

At this time, Manolin was entertaining all the medical staff on the [Pterosaur] at the new elf vegetarian restaurant.

Because the elf vegetarian restaurant was too small, everyone moved stools and sat on the deck.

Manolin stood up with a wine glass and said to everyone:

"Everyone has worked hard today, but the next few days will also be very busy. This big meal is my little compensation to everyone."

"Cheers!"

"Cheers!"

"..."

After saying that, Manolin drank the wine in the glass.

At this time, everyone also drank the wine in the glass.

After eating and drinking, Manolin left the lively deck and came to the medical area to visit the medical staff on duty.

Manolin would naturally not forget these people. He had asked people to send delicious food to these people on duty before the banquet started, but of course there was no wine, after all, they could not drink during duty.

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