My own war game

Chapter 64 Failed Experiment

Open your mouth.

Open wider!
Great, hold on, I'm putting it in!
On the examination table, West opened his mouth pitifully and tilted his head as high as possible as requested by the other party, allowing He Chi to use tweezers to stuff fillers into his mouth. He then began to use instruments to remove the dead flesh in the infected area and finally perform cleansing.

The wound on the face looked scary, but it was actually very simple for He Chi. This level of penetrating wound would not even require a stretcher on the battlefield. With his V2 level of trauma treatment, he could do this with ease.

The process was not comfortable, and the little West grimaced in pain.

"Done, one thousand dollars!" After cleaning and bandaging the wound, He Chi put away his tools and began to wash his hands.

Debridement and minor suturing should only cost three to four hundred yuan in an average private clinic. He Chi's charge was almost three times the normal price, but West still paid the money obediently.

But after everything was done, West did not leave but came over hesitantly.

"Mr. He...I, I..."

"What's wrong?" He Chi turned his head and looked at him expressionlessly, which made West feel a chill on his neck, like a frog being stared at by a snake, and he stuttered even more.

"Sir, I, I still feel pain, can you give me, give me some..."

Thinking of the smell on the other person before, He Chi frowned and said, "Your injury is not that serious. I won't give you an injection of morphine."

"Oh, okay, okay." West showed a disappointed expression on his face, and stepped back timidly, ready to leave.

"Wait a minute," He Chi stopped the other person and asked, "How much money do you have on you?"

West immediately cleaned his pockets and said carefully, "There are still 1800 yuan..."

"Give me two thousand yuan and I'll try to make further arrangements for you." There was no room for bargaining in He Chi's tone.

The big man at the side came over, took out two hundred crumpled dollars from his pocket and handed it to West, and two thousand dollars were placed on the table.

"Okay, you go out and wait outside." He Chi pointed at the big guy, and the other party did as he was told.

Then He Chi went out and found Lisa in the kitchen on the second floor. "I remember that the gentleman had an extra-large toaster. Do you remember where it is?"

Lisa looked confused. "Grandpa bought several from the salesman. Which one are you talking about?"

“It’s the one with the most buttons, the most functions, and the one that’s particularly difficult to use.”

"Oh, last time Laura fiddled with it for a long time but couldn't figure it out, so she got angry and threw it into the warehouse. He, if you want to cook, I don't recommend you use that. It seems that the heating function of that thing is broken..."

"The heater is broken? Great! I'll use it for a while and return it to you later." After saying this, He Chi disappeared from Lisa's sight.

After entering the warehouse, He Chi found a large iron box from a pile of electronic waste. He opened the cover and saw that the heating module was completely broken and could only make sounds when powered on.

Ten minutes later, He Chi pushed out a black machine about four feet wide and placed it in front of West.

The machine had a cold cover and a bunch of indicator lights of various colors. The translucent cover was full of wires and transistors. He Chi pressed a button on it and the machine started to hum.

"What is this?" West swallowed and felt uneasy as he looked at the black thing in front of him.

"The latest rehabilitation equipment, combined with my technology, can speed up wound healing." He Chi said casually, and pulled the machine closer so that West's face could touch it.

"But, he's shaking..." West pointed at the thing in front of him.

He Chi turned his head and took a look. Sure enough, the black machine was shaking violently with the sound inside, as if it was tap dancing, so he simply picked up a flower pot beside him and pressed it on it. "Okay, it won't shake now. Don't pay too much attention to these details." He Chi took out a pair of eye masks from behind and said, "Put it on!"

"Ah?!" West was a little confused. What was this tune?

"Hurry up! Such an advanced instrument will of course have external radiation. It is to protect your eyes. If you take it off, you will regret it for the rest of your life." He Chi continued to urge in a bad voice.

West had no choice but to put on the blindfold. Everything in front of him suddenly became dark, and he could only hear a slight rustling sound beside him.

He Chi spread out his hands, and three copper coins appeared in a row in his palm.

He plans to do a test.

The copper coin began to approach West's wound. At this time, He Chi heard the system's voice in his ear, "It has been detected that the player intends to give it to a third party. The conversion rate of the third-party currency is low, currently only 5% of the original currency value. Please consider it carefully."

"Concentrate the effect on the area near his wound." He Chi continued.

“Yes, but there will be losses in the process…”

"That's it, three copper coins."

The system no longer responded, and the copper coin disappeared from He Chi's hands.

Five minutes passed and nothing happened.

West was blindfolded, surrounded by darkness. He was very nervous because he had heard about radiation before. But after a while, he could only hear the humming of machinery, but he didn't feel anything in his body. So he bravely asked tremblingly, "Excuse me, are you okay?"

There was a click, the sound of someone pressing a switch, and the blindfold was taken off.

"Do you feel anything?" He Chi's voice came from the side.

"No, well... maybe, I'm not sure."

"Tell the truth whether it happened or not!" He Chi scolded.

"No, I don't feel anything!"

Huh~ He Chi sighed. The experiment must have failed. The time coin had little effect on other people, or the effect was too small to be seen.

"The treatment is complete, you can go." He Chi waved his hand.

West turned around and walked out silently, not daring to mention the matter of the two thousand dollars.

Before leaving, West saw the red Ford Mustang in the yard. A teenage girl was driving the car, stepping hard on the accelerator to hear the sound.

"Hurry up and fix my car, and I will return it to you. I can't guarantee what will happen if I let her play with it for a few more days." He Chi said from the side, and West nodded continuously when he saw the scene in front of him.

On the way back, West drove his broken trailer and kept complaining to his accomplice, "Three thousand dollars! Three thousand dollars! Why doesn't he just rob? I only make this much money by selling a modified car. Hey, what are you looking at?!"

Only then did he realize that the big guy with the nose ring was staring at him and constantly gesturing at the position of his face.

West took off the rearview mirror and looked at himself, and found that the place where he was injured less than 24 hours ago had begun to scab over, and tiny new granulations had emerged.

On the other hand, when Lisa was recycling an old bread maker, she found a daisy in the flowerpot on top of it blooming quietly in the evening breeze.

(End of this chapter)