The injured person did not notice the bow binding method at all and replied kindly:

"If you have money, go to the shelter to apply for medical treatment. If you have some money but not a lot, go to the Hangcheng Hospital. Today I asked the old man to have a ride. It happened that he knew a doctor's sequence. Hey, what's the sequence you are?"

"It's similar to you." Zheng Yi said vaguely.

The injured man talked about Xing Zhengsheng and said:

"Our army used to have a doctor in Serial 9, but did the hair work? There was only one skill, anesthesia. The problem was that just relieving pain was useless, you have to make me better. Later, one time the boss was injured. He had to work hard for several days but couldn't get it done, and the shit was shot out."

Zheng Yi shook his head: "He may be the doctor who was forced to be."

"That's true." The injured person laughed:

"I heard that even if the doctor sequence is 9, four out of five out of control are out of control, but it's so miserable. Do you think it's a bit strange? There are very few out of control in the warrior sequence, two or three out of ten out of control are out of control."

Zheng Yi did not respond, and conscientiously gave him another treatment to restore his bones faster. He put away the surgical instruments and said:

"Don't use this leg, it's better to use a crutch for a few more days."

"Doctor, how long will it take for me to recover?" the injured person asked.

Zheng Yi asked back: "If you go to the hospital in Hangcheng, how long will it take to get better?"

"Three months." The injured person was still scared.

"It must be faster than there." Zheng Yi wanted to grab the source of the disease from others, so he had to work hard on quality. If he had not recovered in three months, he would give him more treatment. He finally gave him [Exorcist disease] to ensure that there would be no infection, and he took over three hundred yuan from the injured brother.

A thick stack, ten yuan per piece.

Plastic banknotes feel weird.

On the front of the banknote are two men that Zheng Yi didn’t know, and on the back are the starry sky and the moon...

Wait, is this fake money?!

Why are there two moons?!

Zheng Yi pretended to be an old bird and put the banknotes into the lattice of his belt, and pretended that nothing had happened.

After the transaction is completed, Zheng Yi said: "If you have any questions, please contact me. The follow-up consultation fee will be reduced by half."

"Okay." The injured man tried to get out of bed and asked his younger brother to bring him a crutch.

Zheng Yi saw that he had such a complete set of things and seemed to be experienced.

The injured man tried to jump two steps and said, "Don't say it's so good, the flesh is a little itchy now."

That's the anesthesia is almost over.

"I wish you a speedy recovery."

Zheng Yi put away his things and prepared to go to the market to see what he could use.

"By the way, doctor, can heart disease be cured?"

The injured suddenly turned back:

"My old man has a heart attack and went to Hangcheng to see him. He said it was difficult to get it. The price of the shelter is so expensive... If you can watch it, I'll give you another 200."

Zheng Yi said: "I'll see the patient first."

The patient was soon out.

Judging from the body shape, the father and son do look very similar. However, what surprised Zheng Yi was that the injured man's father was an ordinary person and had never been injected with genetic modification drugs. There was a sense of familiarity on his face, and he couldn't remember it for a moment.

"Hello, doctor."

The new patient greeted him expressionlessly.

Zheng Yi remembered: This is a generation of exiles.

He didn't say much, and put his hands on the patient's chest.

Intuition, a concept flashes in the mind: parachute-like mitral valve stenosis.

Zheng Yi took back his hand:

"I don't know the shelter. If there is no high-serial doctor at Hangcheng Hospital, it will be very dangerous even if the operating environment is good. This is a rare disease, the technical requirements during the operation are extremely high, and the postoperative healing is very unsatisfactory."

The son who had his leg broken jumped over and said, "Doctor, can you do it for my father?"

"Can...but you have to increase the money." Zheng Yi couldn't open his chest here. He was confident in his mitral valve repair surgery, but he didn't have an extracorporeal circulation machine. Who should I ask to help the patient maintain the indicators?

This patient can only repair it by expelling the disease.

The man with broken legs jumped away two steps and asked seriously: "How much does it add?"

"Two hundred yuan, plus two bottles of mental recovery agent." Zheng Yi said.

The man with broken legs obviously relaxed and said, "No problem."

Seeing that he was so readily, Zheng Yi suspected that he had offered a low price and asked:

"How much does a bottle of mental recovery agent for No. 8 cost?"

The broken-legged man smiled sly and said, "The market price is 100 yuan."

Needless to say, Zheng Yi also knows that he can get something cheaper.

A generation of exiles seemed to be exiled because they were "useless" or "not enough", but they still have an advantage that is incomparable to those on the surface.

They know some people in the shelter who don't mind using exiles to do some private transactions. The kind of transaction that doesn't hinder the overall situation but can improve life.

When the first generation of exiles leave the world, the second generation often cannot take over the personal resources. After all, it is too far away to restrict communication, video, or visit each other.

"I'll have it now." Zheng Yi said.

The broken leg nodded.

With the trust basis of the last transaction, there is no need to sign a contract for a new transaction.

The man with broken legs first took two bottles of No. 8 mental rehabilitation agent from his inventory. This is a high-concentration model and was specially distributed by the Shelter for the spiritual extraordinary. Although it is only ten milliliters, it is said to be very powerful.

Zheng Yi unceremoniously opened the test tube and poured a bottle.

Compared to the mint-flavored large blue bottle made by Akara, the small green bottle has a slightly sweet taste and feels like a mix of tropical fruits. However, its absorption is more domineering, and it can penetrate directly from the sublingual vein, into the brain, and into the heart. As the heart is pumped into the arteries, it circulates throughout the body.

Zheng Yi examined his mental reserves and confirmed that the No. 8 small green bottle is comparable to the large blue bottle of Akara, and can bring about 3,300ml of mental power.

After putting away another small green bottle, Zheng Yi began to [eliminate the disease] for the elderly.

He has used this Sequence 8 skill many times, treating diseases if they are sick, disinfecting them without illness. Generally, he will not use it for more than five seconds, because he has to burn 80ml of blue every second, which is really a hidden big blue burner.

This time, because he really couldn't have surgery, Zheng Yi could only use this skill to burn it hard. Once he let go of the heart lock, he quickly became immersed in it and flowed into the patient's body as his mental power flowed into the patient.

——You should take this path.

Zheng Yi suddenly realized that his mental power was a bit off, just like a compass affected by the magnetic field.

Of course, this is a very normal thing. If you have mental power, I have everyone, there will inevitably be interference with each other.

Relying on his in-depth study of anatomy, Zheng Yi used his consciousness to open a highway that directly leads to the mitral valve. He carries the mental power of [eliminating diseases] and follows this highway directly to the lesions.

With the help of passive [Insight], Zheng Yi almost "sees" the distorted part and saw that when the heart contracts, blood flows back into the left atrium.

It is indeed a parachute-shaped mitral valve stenosis.

Fortunately, it is the most common type of this rare disease, and some types have only appeared in textbooks.

Zheng Yi used the mental power of [repel disease] as a scalpel to split the fused tendon chords, remove the excess valve between the tendon chords, and incised the secondary tendon chords that affect the movement of the valve leaflets, split the *** muscle to divide the tendon chords and ** muscle into the anterior and posterior parts.

Under the operation of consciousness, Zheng Yi does not need to worry about extreme challenges such as hand shaking and micro-fighting, nor does he have physical challenges in chest opening surgery. Because it is a skill brought by genes, it is like instinct. As long as you realize it, the effect will be displayed quickly like a flame spraying white snow.

Get it done!

Zheng Yi came back from his immersion and happily announced: "The operation was very successful."
Chapter completed!