My own war game

Chapter 39 The right to speak

The hidden door was pushed open, and He Chi was surprised to find that there was a well-equipped ward inside.

There were ventilators, cardiopulmonary monitoring systems, dialysis machines, and even a small operating room. Five medical staff were busy working nearby, and the only patient was a white man with a pale face lying on a large bed.

"Who is he?" He Chi asked.

"Magic." Pierce replied simply.

"I guess it's definitely not the kind in the circus." He Chi said, looking at the person on the bed.

"Correct. In fact, he is similar to us. He is a neighbor of your teacher. He is a high-level actor who can disguise himself as hundreds of professions. You can probably find his shadow in one-fifth of the commercial espionage cases in the western region."

"Professional fraudster?" He Chi raised his eyebrows.

"I suggest you not to be so blunt. After all, you've already stepped into our industry." Pierce suggested, hugging his shoulders, but did not correct He Chi's statement.

He Chi looked at the "lawyer" next to him. This guy was an expert in document forgery, and the one on the bed was a fraudster. The two of them should be in cahoots with each other in terms of business, no wonder they would take care of each other.

"So what is your purpose for asking me to come here?"

"Simple, cure him. This was your teacher's main job before. It is also a test of your ability to become a doctor. Only when you reach the corresponding ability can you be finally recognized as a doctor." Pierce pointed at the person on the bed.

"But you clearly have doctors and nurses here."

"Why do you think I'm looking for you? With what he's done in the past, if he were recognized in the hospital, he would be immediately put into a cement gasoline barrel and thrown into the Pacific Ocean. The private doctor I can contact can only keep him alive at the moment," Pierce said.

"Let's take a look at the situation first." He Chi walked towards the patient with a normal expression.

Contrary to his calm appearance, He Chi was actually not sure.

All of his medical skills came from Constantine. Since he was a disciple, his skills were all downgraded. The highest level of his skills, trauma treatment and wild plant pharmacy, were only V2.

According to the system's explanation, V2 is the stage of proficient mastery of skills, which most people can achieve through hard work.

In other words, his current medical level is roughly equivalent to that of an ordinary doctor who has been working for about 20 years and has worked hard to improve his professional skills, and this does not take into account the impact of the difference in experience.

When he removed the bandage on the patient's chest, He Chi's expression changed again.

The other party was seriously injured, with his entire chest in a state of erosion. The dense and tiny wounds made the patient's chest look like a rotten vegetable field stepped on by nailed shoes. Fluid and blood continued to flow down the drainage bag on the side.

"It was a shotgun blast. He was alert before the incident and used two books to block it. Otherwise, he would have gone to see Satan now. Hey, the guy over there, come over here and explain it." Pierce called a man dressed as a doctor in the distance and shouted.

The doctor in his forties trotted over, wiped his sweat, and reported carefully, "The bullet that hit him was very special. Not only did it contain small steel balls, but also irregular small fragments. Many shrapnel remained in his body, some very close to the heart, and some smaller fragments were hidden in the muscles. We are unable to completely clean the wound."

"We also tried to use equipment to leave an image of the shrapnel and then search accordingly, but..."

"However, the position of the shrapnel will change as the muscles move, so it is very difficult to find all of them. And if only one piece is left in a critical position, the patient will most likely not survive." He Chi continued the doctor's words.

"Oh? It seems I have found the right person. Have you dealt with this situation before?" Pierce asked after seeing He Chi's reaction.

"I have come across a few cases before." He Chi said cautiously. He had performed shrapnel debridement on the French army in the dungeon and knew the corresponding principles, but this was the first case this serious.

"So you can handle it?"

"No, I can't cure it now."

"Well, I'll do it in a minute... What? You said you can't cure it?!" Pierce looked at He Chi, a hint of gloom flashing in his eyes. "I haven't finished speaking. I just can't cure it now, not that I can't cure it." He Chi added before the other party got angry.

"What do you mean?"

"I need to go home and make some preparations and adjust my condition. After all, it is normal for an operation to take more than ten hours in his condition. I need to have enough physical strength." He Chi stood up and explained.

"How long do you need to prepare? He can't last long." Pierce asked in a somewhat skeptical tone.

"One day, just one day will be enough." He Chi raised a finger.

"Okay, just one day, you can get ready now." Pierce said a little anxiously.

On the way back, He Chi kept thinking.

What he said just now was half true and half false. With his current abilities, he has no way of treating this kind of injury.

But he does have a way, and he didn't say it right away for other purposes.

Reasonable negotiations should be based on equal resources between both parties. At present, it seems that the "lawyer" is too strong and he is very passive. He cannot follow the other party's pace.

If he wants to regain the initiative in the conversation, he needs to demonstrate his strength appropriately.

As soon as she entered the house, Laura rushed up and grabbed He Chi's collar, "You actually went..."

"Let's talk about other things later. I have something very important to explain to you." He Chi interrupted the black-haired girl without hesitation and forcefully brought the conversation to his side.

Perhaps because she saw how serious he was, which was unusual for her, Laura actually forgot about her temper for a moment, and listened obediently with Lisa as He Chi described what had happened today.

Later, a small drone rose from the villa, and He Chi and others stared at the screens in their hands.

"Sure enough, the snipers are hiding. They won't let us find them so easily." Lisa said, looking at the empty screen.

"I'll go out and look for her." Laura was about to rush out.

"Wait, the other party would have run away if you went out. Now listen to me, Lola, go ask if there is any pizza restaurant nearby." He Chi grabbed the girl and instructed.

"Pizza? Are you hungry? I'll go make something." Lisa said and was about to get up.

"No, these are not for me to eat. They are prepared for the guests around here." He Chi said, staring out the window.

Back in the room, He Chi began to communicate with the system, "System, exchange for 10 copper coins."

"Received, exchange rate 1:1, start conversion."

The time on He Chi's right eye suddenly decreased by 10 hours, and then several coins appeared in his palm.

"System, generate a 1D tactical map with the villa as the center and a range of 3 kilometer. Time limit: hours."

"3 copper coins..."

Three copper coins disappeared out of thin air, and He Chi's retina was covered by the tactical map. 500 meters away in the surrounding area, several half-crouching observers were visible in the room.

He Chi picked up the phone beside him and said, "Hello, I want to order ten pizzas. The address is..."

(End of this chapter)