[Ding! Mr. Aaron, you have logged into the Gaia Network!]
It is still that sci-fi style city.
Aaron's figure appeared in the public square, feeling a little emotional: "The development of science and technology is really incredible!"
Gaia Network can be 100% realistic and can naturally simulate any injury.
Then, as a doctor, he can practice medicine here and perform for his employer to prove his ability.
'Gaia Network claims to be able to simulate even mental illness 100%...'
'But if you perform online to treat mental disorders and create a spiritual wall, what will happen?'
Aaron thought about it and felt it was better not to expose himself like this.
According to the correspondence address, he came to a bungalow and issued an entry application.
The application was approved quickly. After entering, Aaron found himself in an operating room with various instruments neatly placed.
"Hello, doctor, although we trust the old man, we don't trust you."
A pair of young parents introduced themselves very straightforwardly: "We are your employers. You don't need to ask our names. Now, it's time for you to show your skills!"
Aaron nodded and saw a little boy lying on the operating table.
The other person was about seven or eight years old, but his eye sockets were dark holes.
"What are the patient's symptoms?" Aaron put on his gloves expertly.
"The prosthetic eye is damaged, affecting the eye socket and brain... I should not be greedy for cheap and buy cheap goods from black market dealers."
The husband had a look of regret on his face.
The wife was much calmer: "This is not a real patient, but a virtual character that we spent 10 days to simulate perfectly. Doctor, please start!"
Aaron is not actually a doctor.
However, he learned quickly.
After briefly glancing at the equipment, he picked up a scanner and took a photo of the boy's head.
"Well...the operation site is close to the chip, and it will be damaged if you are not careful. It is indeed quite difficult...but this does not trouble me."
He picked up the scalpel with indescribable confidence on his face.
Although I used to kill more people.
But they are all using knives to make ends meet!
All the same!
"Now... Let's open the skull first!"
…
After some virtual operations made the couple completely reassured, Aaron's real-life clinic also waited for the customers to come to the door with their children.
Moreover, the operation was successfully completed, even though the couple's hands were shaking a little when charging, but these were insignificant details.
While cleaning up the blood on the operating table, Aaron said to himself: "It seems... I need an assistant."
"And...ordinary physical illnesses are troublesome and tiring, so the charges shouldn't be too high!"
"Maybe... I should change my mind and become a psychiatrist?"
At this moment, Aaron suddenly sensed something and looked into the void somewhere: "The law of accident has been touched?"
…
At night in the city that never sleeps, crime is rampant!
Inside the Hunter's Bar.
"We work hard, but we can only get a meager reward!"
Wilson complained while drinking: "Today, the employer actually asked us to clean up the rotten garbage in three rooms... My nose is about to be ruined... and the final settlement was so stingy!"
"Well, at least they paid, right?"
The old man drank the drink calmly, and suddenly his expression was startled. A flash of fluorescence appeared in his eyes, and he immediately smiled: "The doctor's first business was very successful. The couple expressed their gratitude to me, except that they complained that the charge was a little expensive."
"The doctor is really rich. He has a life span of eighty years!" Wilson lowered his voice: "How much did he charge for this operation?"
The old man was also a little drunk and whispered a number.
"Hiss...this is equivalent to our four or five days' compensation." Wilson took a sip of wine: "This is not fair!"
The old man seemed to have thought of something: "Wilson... don't be jealous of people who are better than you. Doctors treat us well, and those nobles in the upper city are much richer than doctors, aren't they?"
"I know……"
Wilson muttered, half drunk and half awake, and walked out of the back door of the bar.
A gust of cold wind blew by, and a corpse almost tripped him.
He cursed and suddenly began to mutter to himself: "More than eighty years, more than eighty years... The Bloody Hand Gang might be willing to help..."
For the people in the lower city, most of them are garbage, maggots... Crime is not surprising at all.
Theft, robbery, extortion, extortion... are all commonplace.
Wilson made this decision and immediately felt much more relaxed. He even began to think about a better life in the future: "If I make a lot of money this time, maybe I can get an artificial heart, and then apply to be a servant in the Uptown District.
…”
He was so excited that he didn't realize that he had already reached the main road without knowing it.
At this time, a huge floating vehicle was driving not far away!
A fully loaded floating vehicle weighs more than hundreds of tons, and is like a huge tank, running rampant.
The driver above was taking a sip of strong alcohol into his mouth, not paying attention to the pedestrians on the street.
Anyway, he belongs to a large company, and is even a supplier of Cyber Group. If he hits someone in Xiacheng District, he will be killed!
In his drunken state of mind, the driver even saw a figure in front of him.
But he smiled excitedly and stepped on the accelerator.
I was lucky today and met another one!
Wilson saw the huge float car, but it was too late.
Bang!
The huge truck knocked Wilson away, causing broken limbs and blood to fly everywhere.
"Double Kill!"
The driver excitedly threw the bottle out of the window and drove away.
In the darkness, several zombie-like figures walked out and silently plundered Wilson's body for all the useful things.
In the slums, this is very common!
…
Wilson's death left the entire hunter team in a depressed mood for a while.
But they quickly recovered and put in more work.
Aaron also expressed his condolences, and then there was no more...
What does it have to do with him being hit and killed by an aerial vehicle?
In these days, after completing a few more surgeries, he posted a notice recruiting nurses.
Then...
It's not that there are no people, but the job seekers are too hot. The key is that pole dancers come to apply. What the hell are all the muscular men coming to be nurses?
Aaron collected all the resumes and prepared to slowly screen them.
This day.
He is wearing glasses and checking resumes on the Internet.
A fat man pushed open the door and entered: "Doctor?"
"Fat man, are you here to sell again?"
Aaron lay on the chair and asked without raising his head.
This fat man is a black marketeer nearby. Black marketeers are a very strange existence. Those with great hands and eyes can even get good things in the upper city. But if there is no channel, then he is just a garbage collector.
"Really, my multifunctional medical robotic arm is definitely easy to use, even though it doesn't have a serious OEM or trademark..."
The fat man chuckled: "As a doctor and a special natural person, don't you think a metal arm is cool? Installing a prosthetic limb will allow you to better integrate into the city that never sleeps!"
"Not interested!"
Aaron didn't even raise his eyelids.
Ever since he purchased a batch of medical equipment from Fatty, he seemed to be relying on himself, always coming to sell them every day.
"Okay...then, are you interested in making a medical visit?"
The fat man made a few more sales pitches before revealing his true purpose of coming today. He was still a broker: "I heard from Black Mansha that you are very good at treating schizophrenia?"