Enforcer Manual
Chapter 147: Good Doctor_1

Chapter 147: Chapter 147: Good Doctor_1

Rainforest Prosthetic Hospital, a hospital dedicated to everyday-use prosthesis.

This is the public image portrayed by the Rainforest Prosthetic Hospital. Specializing in everyday-use prosthesis has made it the most famous and busiest prosthetic hospital in Sector Seventeen.

Although many people in 2166 have dreamed of transforming themselves into Terminator-like beings, limited financial resources make combat prosthetics a luxury that is beyond attainable for the average citizen.

Everyday-use prosthetics, on the other hand, are different. With just a month or several months’ salary, one can implant useful additions into their bodies to improve thier lives.

For example, a drying device implanted under the skin of the hand, could help you become a better human dryer.

Or a daily-use prosthetic eye capable of storing documents and video materials, eliminating the need to bothersomely remember anything by heart. You could retrieve needed materials anytime and anywhere.

There is also an embedded air purifier, that could make your body emit a pleasant smell.

Song Lan flicked through the numerous everyday-use prosthesis modification projects in the hallway. To be honest, this manual was far more appealing to him than the combat prosthetics. Most of these prosthetics could genuinely improve one’s life. If he took them back to the year 2020, it could undoubtedly create a Superman of living necessities.

Cooking, housekeeping, and work – almost nothing was impossible.

Huh?

Song Lan was taken aback. Could this be his true nature?

Most of the clients at the Rainforest Prosthetic Hospital were middle-class citizens who were over thirty and had their own families. After acquiring homes and sizable savings, they wanted to use the technology of 2166 to better their lives.

Besides them, there were also quite a few young men and women, around seventeen or eighteen years old, who were interested in prosthetic eye implant packages. They seemed very interested in the document and video storage features, leading Song Lan to suspect they might be planning to use these advanced technologies for cheating on exams.

When Song Lan saw this package, he too had thought of this possibility - if he took the prosthetic eye back to 2020, wouldn’t he be invincible in exams?

As a student whose ultimate goal was simply to pass and cross the line, this technology would greatly improve students’ lives by freeing up their tedious study time to do more meaningful things.

Perhaps to take a nap, have a romantic relationship, or even dive into the wave of esports.

To his knowledge, there were indeed schools in Sector Seventeen, but the number of children attending school was noticeably fewer than in 2020. Only middle-class and wealthy families could afford tuition. However, the children of wealthy families typically did not need to worry about studying, as it is mostly middle-class students who worry about their studies.

However, the middle class and the wealthy in Sector Seventeen were only a minority. Most young people of this age were rebellious, wandering the streets every day with a baseball bat in hand, fantasizing about their days of fame.

Being able to join one of the local gangs was considered quite an achievement.

Song Lan suppressed his impulse to carefully read through the entire manual, calling for body structure maps from the waitress instead.

He sat down at the entrance of one of the operating rooms, studying the internal structure of the human body in detail. Whenever he encountered something he didn’t understand, he would turn to the omnipotent search engine for help, or directly consult professionals onsite if sufficiently confused.

Not far from the operating room was the doctors’ office. The prosthetic doctors inside saw that Song Lan, a polite and friendly young man who had brought drinks for them as gifts when he entered, shared their knowledge with him willingly.

Elmon also stayed by his side, ingraining the knowledge imparted by the doctors in his heart.

He learned a lot that day, not only acquiring a lot of professional knowledge but also learning more about interpersonal communication.

A few kind words, some not-so-expensive gifts, could easily bridge the gap between people.

Song Lan put in an unimaginable amount of effort that day, even more than when he was studying in school.

The results of his hard work were clear. When he left the doctors’ office, his theoretical knowledge had significantly improved, even earning encouraging looks from the prosthetic doctors.

—Become the pillar of the medical field, Song Lan.

After leaving the doctor’s office, Song Lan did not leave immediately but returned to the entrance of the operating room.

Having enriched his theoretical foundation, it was time for practical application.

Song Lan sent Elmon into the operating room and stayed outside, using his deployed spiritual energy to sense and observe his surroundings.

He was conscious enough to realize that even if he had a good relationship with the prosthetic doctors, someone like him could not simply walk into the operating room to observe.

Besides, his two most proficient areas were both destructive ones, obviously unsuitable for the hospital, a sacred place for healing and saving lives.

On the other hand, Elmon was different.

Support type was a genuinely useful auxiliary spiritual energy that could make the damaged parts return to their original state.

Precise operations and the level of spiritual energy were not directly related, so in order to promote Elmon’s growth, Song Lan had formed several steps of learning plans.

If they could not directly apply spiritual energy into the body, they would start with the opened parts of the patients on the operating table.

Therefore, that afternoon, the surgeries performed by the doctors at Rainforest Prosthetic Hospital went exceptionally smooth.

They could not exactly identify what made the surgeries so smooth, but all the patients who underwent surgery recovered exceptionally well in every aspect. The doctors could only attribute it to the high-quality patients they had that day, whose healing abilities were much superior to ordinary people.

When Elmon came out of the operating room, it was already dark outside the hospital.

Song Lan glanced at the time.

It was 9:03 pm.

He lamented that the lack of restaurants in Sector Seventeen had made life much duller. In the past, after a busy day, it was perfect to take Elmon to a restaurant to reward him for his daylong efforts, sitting at the dining table surrounded by delicious food and discussing what they had learned.

"Master, I have initially mastered the rhythm of healing."

Elmon’s face was full of joy. Although the day’s hustle and bustle had consumed him, he clearly felt that his control over spiritual energy had moved up a level.

"The practice is not yet successful, you need to continue working hard."

If Elmon were not in a spiritual state, Song Lan would want to pat his apprentice’s shoulder.

Accurate control of spiritual energy was inevitably an arduous practice, a process which even he himself was still exploring.

At the moment, they could only deliver spiritual energy into the human body from the opened parts of patients on the operating table. To reach their target, they would need continuous exploration and practice.

And Princess Lieyang’s time remaining in Sector Seventeen was likely less than two days. This was also a race against time.

"As long as you keep striving towards a goal, you will eventually reach the end."

Song Lan, unusually, began to cheerlead.

However, he was not just offering empty promises to his apprentice. He truly believed that someday Elmon would succeed.

With an exceptional ability to learn and a spirit of hard work, Elmon already had the qualities for success.

"I believe in you."

Under the moonlight, the master and student walked home, "Someday, you will become a real Death Surgeon."

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