Superpowers of Sky City

Chapter 408 Physicians do not heal themselves (6)

Gerry Velus glanced at the wall clock. It was ten minutes past eight in the evening, ten minutes past the closing time of the chapel.

In the middle of the evening prayer, the old man Flam from Elderberry Street rushed to seek medical treatment.Flam lost his legs in an accident when he was young, when the botanist on the street was Geri's father.The old man personally made two wooden prosthetic bodies. These two wooden legs supported Fram through a long life, helped him keep his job, and helped him raise his children.

Gray helped Dad build those legs, and in 30 years they haven't had any major problems, and Gray is proud of that.But today this pride was shaken, the old man was almost assimilated by his rapidly growing right leg and became the nourishment of the prosthetic body.

"It's time to get a new one too." Gray persuaded after finishing the treatment, "The regular prosthetic body is safer."

"It's also more expensive." The old man said stubbornly, "I don't want to give my pension to those damn capitalists. I earned it, and they can't get a penny back. My son told me about the gang How bad are people with rotten eyes, they leave you a few back doors in new products, and when the warranty period is over, bam! Your legs will no longer be used. Either buy a new one, or spend a lot of money on repairs. One of them deserves to be shot."

Gray comforted the aggrieved old man for a while. He knew that the old man didn't have such a big complaint against the society. He just wanted to find a reason to vent his anger about his legs.He charged a symbolic 30 Kerry for medical expenses and sent the old man away.He bought three cartons of carbonated drinks with the 30 grams, and he opened a can and drank it himself.

Gray's lame leg was aching, he didn't feel sleepy at all, and he was still thinking about those wooden prosthetic bodies in his mind.This is the fifth patient this week. There have been a lot of prosthetic body accidents recently... Is there anything strange going on recently?He thought of the girls who had called this morning.Should he talk about it?But that seems like too much of a fuss, just bad luck for a chapel doctor...maybe ask another colleague tomorrow...

"Hey, Gray! Are you still there?"

The female voice sounded familiar from outside the door. "Sorry, the church will be closed soon..." Gray replied reflexively, searching for the source of the voice from his memory. "Oh! My God!" Gray remembered, and he hurried to the door with a cane. The blond female ranger was standing in front of the chapel, followed by two strange men and women.This time she changed into a different new dress, and she smiled like a fox who only ate a chicken.

"Miss Servis? Long time no see!" Gray said pleasantly.

"This place has really changed a lot. At least you haven't changed positions, or I'll lose my job again." Sevis shook hands with the priest, "Let me introduce you, Father Gray, the best plant doctor and skill I know Worst priest ever."

"Compared to S-level rangers, most people's skills are terrible." Gray smiled, "Who are these two?"

After introducing himself, Gongsun Ce showed the token (a small shiny cross) given to him by Agent Will. After verifying his identity, Father Gray expressed his willingness to cooperate and provide support on the spot.He turned page after page of the armed design blueprint that Gongsun Ce restored with white matter, and said with unprecedented confusion: "Sorry, Mr. Gongsun, let me confirm again. Do you want to combine part of the equipment with the prosthetic body?"

"Yes."

"I can understand at this point. But your request is...impressive?" Father Gray scratched his gray hair, "With all due respect, most of the practical prosthetic armaments have a mediocre appearance."

"I want to use it as a carrier of surgery."

"I understand." Father Gray understands clearly, "The structure is theoretically usable, regardless of the material strength and practical application, the appearance details are relatively simple so that you can adjust it yourself. A usable white mold, right?"

"You are really professional." Gongsun Ce praised.

"A small number of agents have had similar needs, but they are not as extreme as you. They always consider practicality." Father Gray joked, "We call this kind of work 'designing big toys' in the industry, you Just make it look animated, and the rest of the impermanence will take care of itself."

It sounds like the process of some alien species using the ideal force field to make equipment for themselves. Our impermanence is the standard liberal arts, not the green-skinned orcs.

During the negotiation, Gongsun Ce secretly consulted Zhenfan for his opinion by writing with telekinetic power. The doctor wrote on his palm and told him that this person is a powerful expert.Gongsun Ce was relieved, and communicated with the priest about the general direction of the prosthetic body.Because Gongsun Ce's request was too general and vague, Father Gray suggested that he make a part of the template, and then Gongsun Ce would try it out and make the next decision.

The commission was happily completed in this way, and Sevis ran outside the chapel with professional ethics during their discussions, not eavesdropping on the privacy of the customers.After Gongsun Ce finished his private work, he invited the ranger to come in and exclaimed, "You are so popular."

"I'm a serious ranger, well, I'm not the kind of guild ranger who stays in one city for a lifetime, but a real traveler who travels all over the world!" Sevis put her hands on her hips triumphantly, "We are generally popular in this industry Well, one entrustment is one more friend. The kind of fool who offends people everywhere can't get along in this industry, and no one asks him to do quests."

"I once met a customer with a bad temper. After changing the prosthetic body, he said that it didn't meet expectations and wanted to buy my hands and feet. That time, it was Miss Sevis who helped me solve the trouble." Father Gray recalled the past, "That was also me. The opportunity to join the church, since I became a priest, no underworld dares to mess with me anymore."

"I remember that you were put in the trash can and beat you hard, and you were so big that you cried like a child." Sevis snickered.

"And you were wearing jeans and a cowboy hat, a red and blue striped bikini and a small coat on your upper body, so sexy that you can drive young men crazy." The priest said cheerfully, "At that time, I was beaten so badly that I couldn't see it. It’s clear, and I can only see the white breasts and hot belly. I thought to myself, could it be that the Supreme God sent an angel to pick me up? Miss Angel’s figure is so powerful, it must be a beautiful day in heaven!”

Gongsun Ce couldn't help but talk poorly: "I can't see that Mr. Gray, a gentle and gentle person like you, has a hot blood sometimes."

"Which man hasn't lost his way because of a beautiful girl? If he wasn't a fool, then he wouldn't be a man!" Father Gray was very easy-going. How can I say that I'm ten years younger and ruthless enough to chase after her, even if I'm scolded bloody, I still have to chase after her, if I don't chase a beautiful girl who can beat me, I'll regret it for the rest of my life."

"Do you see that this is the charm of killing men and women." Sevis raised her legs and pointed her thumb proudly, "The old man in his 50s is still fascinated by me, his eyes are shining."

"Yes, yes, it's a pity that you, a beautiful woman, are not a superstar."

Gongsun Ce responded in a nonchalant manner, thinking that the priest is obsessed with your charm?I'm afraid it's the old man looking at you remembering your youthful tail. What he misses is not the bikini and hot body, but the self who was still thinking about it back then.

While the three of them were chatting, Maho was not as indifferent as she usually was, and her gaze swept across Father Gray's injured leg several times.Gongsun Ce noticed this, moved his heart, and took the initiative to help her start the topic: "By the way, sister Zhenfan, you are also a professional doctor. Will the industry use prosthetic body technology for medical treatment now?"

"Yes." Maho said, "After the establishment of the Vault of Heaven, the development of biochemical technology has advanced by leaps and bounds. Medical manifestations have become popular all over the world, and ordinary people can also receive the support of this technology."

"This is one of the few good news brought to us by the dragon phenomenon." Gray smiled, "It's a pity that it has nothing to do with me."

Maho frowned: "I know the professional ethics in this line of work, but I can help you in another way. My ability is good at healing diseases."

"Thank you, kind girl. But there's no need, I'm fine now." Father Gray was unmoved.

"This is not prosthetic body technology." Maho emphasized.

"The key is not what technology is used, but whether there is any treatment." Gray said kindly, "I am also a well-known figure in this industry, and I want to set an example for my colleagues. My leg is The admonition to myself is also an admonition to everyone. When other doctors think about it, they will think that Father Gray's leg has been limping and cannot be cured, and they will ask themselves to think more calmly.

But once my legs are healed, some young people will take the opportunity to find excuses to convince themselves, and those radical doctors will make fakes and use them as promotional materials.In this way, what should I do with the principles I stick to? "

Maho gently pricked his fingertips with his nails, suppressing his irritability with the pain.

"...I can't figure out why you love your profession so much." She said after a moment of silence, "Being a doctor has made you hunted down by the gangsters, and made you subject to so many constraints. People in this era even want to Focus on 'attitude', they will always find excuses to attack...I don't see the need to stick with this industry."

Maho spoke so eloquently, with resentment in his words that surprised even himself.Only then did she realize how much negative emotion she had accumulated, about her career plan, about the damn doctor and biochemical technology.

Father Gray looked at her with the indulgence of an elder.

"You're right, all careers associated with biochemical research and medicine suck. Every day you're doing it, you're doing it wrong.

When I was young, I also thought that this industry sucks and I will quit. My money is enough for me to live comfortably for the rest of my life. Movies are as cool as life.

But the day I was packing to go, there was a traffic accident on the block, and a young man had his arm amputated.If I don't help, he will be sent to a public hospital. He will probably be tricked by some unscrupulous doctor into buying an impractical prosthetic body, and then spend the rest of his life paying for it. huge debts. "

Father Gray opened another can of Coke, and swallowed the past with the carbonated drink: "So I have to help him. He is a poor college student who knows the inside story of the industry. If I don't help him, no one will help him... …After I finished these things, I thought, what would have happened if I had walked away one day earlier? There are still so many poor, sick, kind, and ignorant people on this street and in this city. They all need prosthetic bodies for disease treatment, but among practitioners engaged in prosthetic body technology and biochemical experiments, conscience is a rarer thing than experimental funds. Can I trust them with my sick number? Give it to those who only have fantasy and Money man?
Thinking of this, I realize that I can't leave. If I stay here, I can bring a few more patients out of the pit and infect a few more conscientious plant doctors. In case of any experimental accident, I can help to think about it. Think of ways to.But if I walk away, I'm just a lecherous middle-aged uncle!
The ungrateful uncle would just squat on the side of the road drinking beer and staring at the breasts and thighs of young girls. It doesn't matter if there are more or less of such people. "

Gongsun Ce also followed the can of Coke, and said seriously: "That's not necessarily the case, a lecherous young man also looks like this."

Father Gray touched the can with him and smiled.

Maho ignored the gag of the two.She was silent for a long time, and said dryly: "...I understand."

"Understanding does not necessarily mean agreeing." The priest's voice was gentle, "You still have a long way to go in life, think about it slowly. There has never been a distinction between 'right' and 'more right' in this matter, whichever you choose is the best choice." OK."

Maho didn't say a word after that.After discussing the business, the three left the chapel. When parting, Father Gray hesitated again and again, and still talked about the accident of the prosthetic body. Gongsun Ce assured him that he would focus on the investigation.

"He's a nice guy, isn't he?" Sevis said.

Gongsun Ce nodded, "He's a nice guy."

"Life is the hardest for good people in this world, and selfish people are happy and at ease." The blond ranger nodded one by one banknotes, and happily collected her mission rewards, "Happy cooperation, handsome guy! Come to me again if you need it!"

Ranger Sevis left happily.Zhen Fan leaned against Gongsun Ce with an anxious expression on his face.

"I'm so annoying, Gongsun Ce." She whispered, "I'm so annoying. I've never had any obligations, I'm..."

I am a former victim.

I have experienced firsthand the hell that madness causes.

The unfinished words sounded in her heart, piercing her heart like a needle.Zhen Fan felt so uncomfortable that he was about to fall down, Gongsun Ce took the initiative to hug her and wrapped her in his arms like a coat.

"Come to recharge."

Maho leaned against his chest until the strength returned to his body.She closed her eyes and rested for a while, feeling the reassuring temperature, and whispered, "Don't take the initiative to get so close to me...you will be scolded by your girlfriend for cheating."

"They have stripped me of my relationship history, and my girls know exactly what rascal things I have told you before." Gongsun Ce pretended to die bravely, "What are you afraid of! At worst, go home and eat dogs. The kneeling washboard serves as sandbags and carpets for everyone!"

Maho couldn't help laughing and said, "I explained it for you."

Gongsun Ce thought to himself, explain, what a fart, explain, help my sister apply sunscreen, charge up the computer, and help my first love do these things. If you say everyone is innocent, who will believe it?

But how can the relationship be so complicated... In those lonely years without family and friends, the ones who can give comfort are always the other people who are also superpowers. They have long surpassed the actual family and friends.At any rate, Gongsun Ce still has real family members who will come to the Sky Capital to see him during the holidays, but the doctor from the Chikou Project really has nothing.Her social circle is small and small, Mo Yuankai Chi Zijing counts as an acquaintance, Cecil counts as her boss, and the people who really walked into her heart in the past were Gongsun Ce, Caldesia, and Kong Xing back then.

If even that stalking little boy alienated Maho, wouldn't her loneliness be doubled?Memories without regrets sound beautiful...but he hopes that Maho-san will always be happy in the reality outside of memories.

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The first day's investigation came to an end, and Gongsun Ce took Zhen Fan back to their designated place.The crew of the Morning Star had booked a small apartment building this time, and the girls were gathering in the living room to do their own thing.

"Sorry, I borrowed your boyfriend for an afternoon." The doctor said after greeting.

"It's not borrowing, it's renting. You need to collect rent."

Shi Yuling walked up to Gongsun Ce and stretched out his hand aggressively.Gongsun Ce handed over the packed hamburger and raspberry cake, and the hunter immediately smiled and went to share the supper with everyone.

The doctor smiled very subtly, and went back to the room to rest first.Gongsun Ce sat down on the sofa in the lobby, just about to stretch his body after a long day, his face turned pale.Qin Qianbai and Qi Luo sat beside him, one on the left and the other on the right, pressing his shoulders like escorting a prisoner.

"Ah Ce, are you happy to have a date with a step-sister who is not related by blood?" Qin Qianbai asked coldly.

"Gongsun Ce, it's really cool to fly in the sky with an unrelated righteous sister on your back?" Qi Luo smiled sweetly.

The girls pinched the flesh on his thigh at the same time, and Gongsun Ce broke out in a cold sweat.Shi Yuling ate the cake while humming, pretending not to see someone's plight.

"I'll just wait and see if you can give me a chance!"

"Gongsun Ce wants a chance? Yes!" Qi Luo scratched his neck viciously, "Do you want to eat dog food, kneel on the washboard, or use it as a sandbag or a carpet?"

"...Can I use your sandbag as Qin Qianbai's carpet?"

Qin Qianbai was gearing up: "Tonight's evening class is the recycling of old carpets."

"Ah! No!"

Dawn Knight glanced at the miserable scene, bowed his head and went to feed Wawu.

Five minutes later, Gongsun Ce was lying in the middle of the living room in a plank position, and the girls sat on his back and waist and shared the packed small burgers.The person with super powers didn't blush, and asked with a face thicker than the city wall: "How is today's investigation going?"

Dawn Knight raised his eyebrows: "Ce, are you really planning to communicate like this?"

"I don't know how to explain it to you, because I am a carpet." Gongsun Ce lowered his eyebrows and looked down.

Elandia couldn't help laughing.They quickly completed the information exchange and began to enter a normal state of thinking.

"There is no abnormality on the surface of the Wooden State, but Dr. Booli himself has a strange obsession with the experiment of immortality." Elandia concluded, "Judging from the current performance, I am afraid that there is something behind Booli Daddarion. Backed by a strong man who has achieved strength."

"Ah?" Qi Luo said blankly, "Why?"

"Because of her attitude." Gongsun Ce continued, "She was too informal in front of us, a crazy old doctor can be so arrogant, but the patriarch of an ancient family doesn't need to be so impulsive on this occasion. "

"Perhaps Dr. Booli was born with arrogance." Qin Qianbai argued.

"It's true that she can risk her life because of her bad temper. But what good does it do her to provoke me?" Gongsun Ce asked back, "If you provoke me, will her immortality experiment succeed?"

"So Dr. Booli is not afraid of you making the first move..."

"Someone behind her will keep her safe, and even have an excuse to take the initiative." Gongsun Ce concluded, "But she didn't do it that thoroughly. I think she wants Sister Zhenfan's help more, but her request is too much. It's outrageous that we can't close the deal."

"Then let's lift the table directly?" Shi Yuling asked lazily.

"The chess pieces haven't even been placed yet, what kind of table is being lifted."

Shi Yuling tapped his calf with his toes: "You speak with a strong air, but before you speak, can you pay attention to your current image, Mr. Carpet."

"What's wrong with the carpet? It's as chic as me, even if it's a carpet, it's the latest and most beautiful gray in the furniture city." Gongsun Ce didn't change his expression, "Let's see what her backup plan and totem are. Has the accident rate changed much?"

"Gongsun Ce, just look at the chart and you will understand..."

Qi Luo thoughtfully put down the phone and hung it in front of the carpet.The accident rate chart on the mobile phone is like a stock with a daily daily limit. This is a big data summary obtained by Qiluo after collecting data from all clinics, companies and prosthetic body shops in the city.

Gongsun Ce nodded: "Let's stop here for today. Let's recharge our batteries. I will observe the situation tonight. If there is nothing unusual, we will take the initiative to find the totem of the Daddarion family tomorrow. See if Dr. Booli How to play the cards again."

"Okay~" "Understood!" "Good night."

The girls showed kindness and spared the poor carpet and went back to their respective rooms. Gongsun Ce turned over on the ground and collapsed into a big font.Dawn Knight stood on his head in his eyes, and there was a bit of reproach in her words.

"Ce, you are paying less attention to your image."

"Do I still have an image in front of you?" Gongsun Ce said.

"Of course, Mr. Gongsun. Please sit down and maintain your manners."

Gongsun Ce obediently got up and sat down on the sofa.They started a series of rapid exchanges, and the words were almost incoherent to others.

"Wooden machinery is by no means a product of the pure dragon phenomenon, it is a natural living tool. This kind of life that adapts to the rapid changes in the environment is like a kind of..."

"Props for pioneering new environments, it has the potential to adapt to extreme climates."

"I think the word 'assimilation' is more suitable for it than 'exploitation'. Everything that wooden tools pass through will become a part of them..." Gongsun Ce pondered, "the world of strange appearances has a strong 'artificial Interference' means that the entire Northern Continent is like an experimental site for gods. The hobby of the King of Oddities is the reclamation of new continents? Or even interstellar development?"

"Don't jump to conclusions, we have seen too little."

"We haven't traveled far enough, have we?" Gongsun Ce asked back, "Isn't three states too 'few'?"

Elandia smiled back like a riddleman, and this time he thought he had read the other person's thoughts.

"Maybe it's time for me to buy a windbreaker, a hatchet and a revolver." Gongsun Ce stretched his waist, "I won't sleep tonight and observe the situation."

"You should broaden your perspective, the State of Wooden Equipment is huge."

"You're right, the sea of ​​trees is her natural weapon." Gongsun Ce pondered, and he remembered the scene where Dr. Booli controlled those runaway test subjects.She completed the order to all plants in just one sentence.

"I'm not going to tear myself apart... I hope Dr. Booli can calm down."

(End of this chapter)