The resident first connected to the slot on the back of the other’s neck, conducted a self-check, disconnected it, and then said
"Stretch out your hand."
"Hmm?"
The young man glanced at his right hand, which was held by the other
"Uh... it’s fine now."
Damn... is this guy reliable?
What surprised him even more was that this guy also had him undergo a series of strange tests
"Open your mouth, ah..."
"Ah...."
"Keep your eyes open, I’ll shine a light..."
Or pressing here and there on his body with a hand
"Does it hurt?"
"No."
"Does it hurt here?"
"A bit...."
"A bit?"
"It hurts! It hurts! It hurts! Let go!"
"Lift your right hand... yes, like that, then slowly put it down...
Although they always say that technology is lost in the old net, the resident feels that the dical technology in this ga is far more advanced than reality, really no idea how it’s constructed.
All sorts of physical data tests don’t take long to wait, many conditions can be seen directly in the neural link.
"Your right hand’s neural connector is aging, the joint’s anti-rust layer seems to have peeled off, go to the prosthetic repair place to replace the nerve, do derusting and anti-rust treatnt."
The best solution of course is to replace with a prosthetic, but obviously he won’t have the money for that.
"Also, you show signs of mild lead poisoning, go to the pharmaceutical place and get..."
Originally, the resident wanted to say let this guy get the dicine, but he rembered Gloria’s instructions and changed his wording
"Every morning at ten, co here for an injection of EDTA calcium and take two tablets of DMSA, one in the morning and one in the evening."
If issued dicine, these guys will surely sell it for money instead of using it themselves, so it can only be given per tablet.
As for finding the cause of the lead poisoning... that’s unnecessary.
No need to instruct them on what not to eat or drink either, Haitians have only two rations, one is protein block and the other is vegetable paste, and even these are sotis insufficient.
After saying that, he waved his hand
"Alright, next."
"Ah..."
The black young man was a bit surprised, so fast?
"Ah what, you idiot? Hurry to the next room for your injection and to get dicine."
The resident cursed at him impatiently, the black young man nodded repeatedly and quickly left.
When talking to people from Night City, it’s only effective to be hard and foul-mouthed.
Damn, being a doctor here is fun, if it were in reality he’d probably be complained against, fined, and have videos posted online, all in one go.
More importantly, every ti the resident diagnoses soone, it’s an experience inco, he’s only level 8 now, and without a breakthrough point at level 10, skill points are insufficient, the dical Departnt has a large demand for experience, no ti to waste on these bastards.
A few small tents were set up on the outskirts of the Haitian residential area, but surrounded by a crowd of people.
In Night City, almost everyone has a disease, it’s just a matter of severity and urgency, but not everyone has the money to see a doctor, buy dicine, or replace prosthetics, so can’t even afford suppressants, relying only on handfuls of cheap painkillers.
Or they rely on so addictive... special substances to forget the pain.
Even though they were ntally prepared, the dical departnt players were still shocked by this situation, at this average physical condition and health status, the average life expectancy in Taiping Continent reaching fifty would be a blessing.
However, the rapidly increasing experience diluted that shadow, and with leveling up being just around the corner, even the originally dark skin of those patients seed more pleasing.
Despite being extrely busy, the corners of the mouth of the high monk from Putuo Temple almost split to his ears, looking at the recently leveled LV3 [Basic Prosthetic cognition], for the first ti he felt that treating others was such a joyful thing, full of energy.
"Damn it, if my senior knew I was doing an internship in the ga, his eyeballs would probably pop out."
Next to him, just finished prescription for a patient, [Cha Fighting with Pigs] regretfully said
"What does an internship here matter, they don’t give us diplomas or certificates, besides you’re just a needle jabber, it’s different from an inpatient doctor internship."
"That’s not necessarily."
The high monk from Putuo Temple blinked, honestly said
"This ga is so amazing, the anatomical details of corpses are almost the sa as reality, even disease symptoms and clinical manifestations are very similar to books and cases, maybe soday we’ll intern in this ga?"
He also lanted the harsh environnt of this world.
Can you imagine parasites going extinct?
Anyway, he can’t imagine it, but the cyberpunk world achieved it, through a wondrous thod of biological extinction, almost completely eliminating all parasitic diseases and transmission thods.
anwhile, Placid stared complexly at Haitians entering and exiting the tents.
8W definitely can’t buy this service, the opponent must have other motives.
Just then, a middle-aged black man who had just finished his injection circled a long way around, slowly walked to Placid’s side, and whispered
"The level of the doctors they sent is pretty average, not like attending physician level, they seem like a bunch of interns, their technique is unfamiliar, we brought the dicine back to test, no issues, most are new authentic packaging, and a small amount of generics."
"Do you think they might be testing drugs on our people?"
The middle-aged black man pondered for a while, shook his head
"Probably not, the dication they prescribe each ti is different, tests show no unknown components mingled inside, and if they really wanted to test drugs on a large scale, they’d usually find those holess."
Placid wanted to say sothing more, but at that mont, he suddenly inserted a communication ssage, it was from Brigitte, he frowned slightly
"Stay here and watch them, notify imdiately of any movent."
"Hm, got it."
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