Wastelanders originally didn’t have high requirents for dical care. The ones who truly needed to lie in dical facilities were mostly those with external injuries, knife wounds, gun wounds, bruises and contusions, whereas those needing precise instrunts for diagnosing tumors or terminal illnesses never even got a bed, ending up being carried away.
And external injuries precisely test the doctor’s experience the most, so over ti, discarding instrunts seems reasonable.
As a group of experts gathered in the corner of the living room, they began to quietly exchange treatnt plans.
Suddenly, Cheng Ye felt a hint of sentint rise in his heart.
Perhaps the experts’ sowhat deliberate "performance" earlier is also a rule they have to follow in order to survive in this environnt.
"Inspector Cheng, according to our estimate, you’ll need to be hospitalized for about a month."
"We will send the first set of Healing Potions soon, three bottles per day, administered in the form of infusion."
Feng Yaozu ca over and spoke seriously, "Additionally, if you have ti now, why not follow us to the outpatient building and receive a more rigorous diagnosis through the instrunts?"
Cheng Ye nodded.
The Wild Grass Physique obtained from Jiang Chuan yesterday, he has yet to equip it.
This is a good opportunity to verify the enhancent brought by the Wild Grass Physique through the instrunt data.
Ten o’clock in the morning.
The complete test report was sent over urgently almost at the sa ti he finished the tests.
Cheng Ye took the report, glanced over the first page, and saw a simplified human figure diagram.
Various parts of the body were marked with different colors, he counted roughly, there were six black blocks, four violet blocks, twelve red blocks, and the rest were all yellow.
The accompanying text description implied that black ant imdiate treatnt was needed.
Violet and red required prolonged observation and treatnt, while yellow could slowly recover with dication at ho.
Turning over, there were more detailed index data, unfortunately, he couldn’t understand any of it.
"I need to quickly acquire so dical skills, being in the field without understanding treatnt is too much of a disadvantage."
Cheng Ye was planning in his mind, taking the report back to the room.
As he walked down the corridor, he saw Garcia next door slowly recovering while wandering around. Seeing him co over, Garcia’s face imdiately broke into a smile and greeted actively.
Cheng Ye thought this guy couldn’t refrain from sarcastically jumping in today, but unexpectedly Garcia’s restraint was quite uncommon.
Not only was there no hint of sarcasm, but he was warmly asking after him constantly, as if the two had long stood in the sa camp.
Is he genuinely not holding a grudge?
Of course not, Cheng Ye thought cautiously; this kind of smiling tiger is much harder to deal with than those rich spoil-brats.
He’s not afraid of people being overtly hostile, but rather of soone secretly causing trouble with underhanded tricks.
"Inspector Cheng, I am your personal caregiver, Wei Zhou."
It was Wei standing behind Director Feng earlier, he paused and then added, "If you need a female caregiver, I can imdiately..."
"No need."
Cheng Ye waved his hand directly, "I need to turn over and apply dicine to my wounds daily, having a female caregiver is inconvenient."
He had no intention of seeking any comfort in the dical facility, especially with an adversary living next door, it’s better to be cautious.
Moreover, Wei Zhou had been by Director Feng’s side, suggesting his status was probably not ordinary.
Sure enough, his speculations were quickly validated.
"My father and grandfather are both experts, used to run around with the Pioneer Corps, but unfortunately later their health deteriorated, and now they can only stay at ho to recuperate."
Wei Zhou spoke and then comforted him instead, "Your injury isn’t serious, as long as you recover well, it won’t affect your future martial arts practice."
"Hmm."
Cheng Ye suppressed the urge to gather intelligence on their first eting, sitting quietly.
Letting Wei Zhou insert the needle puncture into his skin, the other end of the needle connecting to the infusion bottle hanging on the bedside, containing the prepared liquid.
Interestingly, there were faintly glowing tiny tal particles floating in the liquid.
If this were in modern tis, it would be a clear dical accident, but under this current environnt, it seed quite normal.
"What’s this?"
"Today’s three bottles are Healing dicine added with Iron Bone Beast mutated crystal powder, which has a special strengthening and restoration effect on bones." Wei Zhou adjusted the infusion speed and explained, "First, we have to treat the bone injury before applying dicine for the contusion."
"Not cheap, is it?"
"Yes, one bottle sells for 60 Contribution Points externally, but don’t worry, these are all billed to the inspection station."
So expensive?
Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows, no wonder the inspection station is always broke.
Salary aside, those Happiness Coins an nothing, even subsidizing work with money every month isn’t a problem.
The true value lies in these invisible benefits, like these three bottles, totalling 180 points.
"Wait, Garcia’s treatnt has cost the station over a thousand points, hasn’t it?"
This leech!
Just as he was thinking this, the cold liquid flowed through the infusion tube into the body, and the pain from before quickly opened up to an inexplicable warmth.
Like countless tiny warm currents flowing through the blood vessels, soothing the damaged muscles and bones.
Cheng Ye sighed comfortably, his tense body also relaxed.
"One bottle for 45 minutes, I’ll be waiting in the living room. If you have any other requests, call anyti."
"Alright."
Cheng Ye nodded, leaning against the headboard to continue reading about Infected Bodies.
Such mundane days suddenly made him feel a bit like returning to modern tis.
Although missing the thrill of battling Infected Bodies, it made the efforts of the past three months seem increasingly worthwhile.
Noon, the al still consisted of four packets of Nutrient Paste.
The dical facility seemingly cared for him, an injured patient, by adding two extra large pieces of synthetic at.
But because of his light taste, Cheng Ye took a few bites and found it rather flavorless.
"Right now, if there were a bowl of spicy stir-fried at noodles, so fried peanuts, smashed cucumbers, and a sip of beer, that would be pleasant."
Unfortunately, he can only imagine it in his mind.
In Stone Province, forget even soil-based vegetables, even hydroponics is impacted.
An invisible Extraordinary Curse has long severed the connection with soil and planting.
Perhaps the Happiness City higher-ups know the solution, but the enjoynt in words doesn’t hold value for Wastelanders.
Once the three bottle infusions are done.
Cheng Ye found an excuse to slip out of the hospital and got on the bus back to the city.
Equipping Level 2 Iron Body consud 107 bags of Nutrient Paste, this Level 3 Wild Grass Physique definitely requires more, not less.
Drinking over a hundred bags of Nutrient Paste in the dical facility is too conspicuous, almost openly telling others he has issues.
Going ho to drink and then coming back only delays a couple of hours.
Even for purchasing Nutrient Paste, Cheng Ye no longer has to personally show up. He randomly found a Celestial Essence Community resident to relay the ssage and Long quickly ca upon the news.
"Go buy 150...200 bags of Nutrient Paste, deliver them to my room. Here’s the key."
Cheng Ye handed over the key and took out a handful of Happiness Coins, totaling over a thousand in value, "Keep whatever is left, use it for helping buy things next ti, I will need your help frequently."
"No trouble at all, sir! It’s a privilege to work for you!"
Long grinned broadly and quickly left.
Cheng Ye watched the silhouette disappear, sensing that after asking Jiang Chuan how ordinary Tendon Gates could be enhanced, Long seed even more respectful towards him.
In just under half an hour.
Even though Nutrient Paste is still under restriction, relying on the face of Celestial Essence Community and using the excuse "everyone’s tired from working, needing replenishnt," they easily acquired five boxes of Nutrient Paste from the resource departnt.
"Thanks."
Taking the key, Cheng Ye turned around and walked a few steps, unable to resist whistling a cheerful tune.
Half a month ago, Inspector Cheng was solitary, with barely anyone to chat with on his contact sheet, but now he resembles a local bigwig.
It’s no exaggeration to say that in Zone B-7, with just a word, he could mobilize over a thousand people to run errands.
Compared to before, his circumstances have drastically improved.
Thinking about Liu Bi’s shocked expression upon returning and seeing this scene, Cheng Ye couldn’t help but smile.
This little life on the Wasteland is indeed becoming more and more promising!
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