Chapter 426 Iron Female Warrior 23
Under Xi Ning's suggestion, first go find out how much it costs to customize a good body.
Came to Dr. Connor's clinic.
There was no one in the clinic at this time, and Dr. Connor was lying on the operating table drinking.
Seeing Dr. Connor's drunken appearance, Little Oil Drum frowned slightly: "Is it just him?"
Xining said lightly: "His craftsmanship is good and the price is very reasonable."
She walked over expressionlessly and knocked on the metal tool cart next to her: "Business is coming!"
Connor raised his hazy eyes and stared for a long time before he could see the person clearly: "Hoho, I heard that you became a samurai and made a fortune? The shop here is small and cannot serve the samurai. Please go to a regular hospital."
Although I don’t know why Connor dislikes the samurai, it’s easy to convince him – it’ll be a misfortune!
Xining sniffed: "Doctor, I have tried to find a job, but no one else wants me. The picking work on the farm is not enough to pay for my medical loan. If I don't make money, I will be driven to the street and become a Beggar. One night, he dies inexplicably, and then you won’t be able to see me.”
What I said are all facts, and this is the plot before the body master.
"Quited his job and became my assistant. I happened to be short of people." Connor was indeed very prejudiced against samurai.
Xining smiled bitterly: "Doctor, it's good for you to be able to support yourself. My medical loan is not a small figure. Apart from murder and arson, all I can do is go to the competition venue. I am just a sparring partner now, not a warrior!"< br>
"Oh~, then you can come and see a doctor." Connor glanced at the two "cylinders" one big and one small next to him: "They can't."
Xining immediately put in a good word for the two of them: "They maintain an orphanage with more than thirty orphans in it. Even the farmers can't fill their mouths. Apart from this business, can they still make money? ?”
Dr. Connor then sat up: "Okay, okay, they are all reasons anyway. Tell me, what are you doing here today?"
Xining started with the children and asked Xiaoyou Gu to show Dr. Connor the photos taken on his mobile phone.
Connor took one look and got off the operating bed: "Wait for me." He staggered to the bathroom.
I heard the sound of vomiting coming from inside soon. When he came out, he seemed to have sobered up a lot, wiping his mouth with his sleeve: "Show me the photo."
There were four children with total paralysis, three with disabled limbs, and seven with one or three limbs disabled. If the hands and feet are in good condition or even have minor problems, most families will not throw them out and keep them until they are raised and go out to make money early.
He also said very exaggeratedly: "Doctor, look at these children. It is not easy to raise them. They also have to support themselves, start a family and start a business. It is impossible not to take good care of their health. Please help me find a way!"
Connor rubbed his eyes: "Most of them are still young, so there is no need to rush for surgery. Only one looks quite old. How old is he?"
Xining looked at the little oil drum, and the little oil drum immediately replied: "14 years old!"
"A 14-year-old is basically enough." Connor stood up and raised his fingers at them: "Let's go!"
Follow Dr. Connor to a room, which should be a warehouse, where there are various metal parts, mechanical limbs... and several bodies!
Connor led them to the body with a bit of pride: "I assembled this, how about it? It lasts longer than ordinary models. The 14-year-old girl can use this, and there will be no problem in being a waiter in the future. ”
He also glanced at her: "I guarantee that your right arm will not be damaged in twenty years."
Xining stared: "Then why don't you change it for me?"
Connor curled his lips: "It's not that you have no money."
Ahem, okay, doctors who speak uprightly also need money.
Chainsaw asked slightly nervously: "How much does this body cost?"
A sentence was added behind the small oil drum: "Including surgical fees."
Connor made a slight estimate: "Three hundred thousand! Including the surgery fee, and the guarantee is five years."
Damn it, the hospital charges 700,000, with a one-year warranty for small parts and a three-year warranty for major parts. Not to mention the chainsaw and the small oil drum, even Xi Ning's eyes lit up.
Xining turned his head and saw some metal parts for small arms and legs beside him: "Can these be used?"
Connor looked at Qian Duoduo and said, "I'm pretending it now, but when I grow up, I'll have to modify it to suit my body shape."
Xining responded: "Children who have lost both hands and feet can be fitted first to make them feel that they can still do something instead of lying around all day. How much does one cost, including the surgery fee!"
Connor's calculation took a little longer this time: "An arm is fifteen thousand, a hand is ten thousand; the whole leg is eight thousand, and the sole of the foot or the front of the knee is about three or four thousand, it depends on the situation."
The reason legs are cheaper than hands is that the fingers are flexible, while the feet are just more steel.
The chainsaws and small oil drums are so cheap that they are so cheap.
Xining said to the electric saw: "First pick someone with disabled limbs and replace one foot and one hand."
When Chainsaw and Dr. Connor collaborate for the first time, there will naturally be a running-in period. Let’s start with this small operation first, and let the chainsaw see that Connor’s skills are not much worse than those in the hospital.
The chainsaw was stunned: "Why not replace them all?"
Doctor Connor realized instead: "Stupid, I'll save you some money! You'll have to replace it when you grow up anyway. You can walk with a cane on one foot and one hand. Bring the person over and I'll take a look. If If you are left-handed, replace your left arm and right leg.”
It's good to deal with smart people, not tiring.
After walking out of the clinic, Little Oil Drum asked: "Why didn't you talk about the electric saw to replace the body?"
Xining rolled his eyes and imitated Connor's words: "Stupid, Dr. Connor hates samurai so much. What will happen if we ask him to use the chainsaw to replace the samurai's body? Come on, go back and pick a child to send to him."
When they learned that their bodies could be replaced, the children in the orphanage were so happy that they finally selected a 12-year-old girl among the three children with disabled hands and feet. Of the other two, one was too small, one needed to have her entire leg replaced, and the 12-year-old girl only had it below the knee and was older.
After choosing, put it in the wheelchair and go together.
This girl probably had never gone out many times in her life. She looked around curiously along the way, completely ignoring the fact that there were people looking at her strangely around her.
It is not easy for people with disabilities to see in this world. A metal body can repair everything, even the entire body, except the brain.
Some people guessed it and said bluntly: "It should be from the orphanage."
Someone else whispered softly: "Throw disabled people into orphanages. These parents are really cruel."
"Then what should I do, strangle to death?"
"It's better to strangle him to death!"
After hearing this, the girl immediately became depressed. After a while, she said: "Send me back."
The little oil drum blinked: "What's wrong?"
Chainsaw pushed the wheelchair and continued to move forward: "We have made an appointment, don't worry, we have solved the money matter."
Didn't these two guys with emotional intelligence problems pay attention to their surroundings?
The girl sat quietly in the wheelchair, but lost the happiness and excitement she had when she first came out.
(End of chapter)