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Chapter 86 Medical Insurance
Cave No. 33, the arena that has turned into ruins.

Members of the law enforcement team wearing exoskeleton armor were clearing the ruins. The power granted by the exoskeleton allowed them to easily lift boulders weighing several tons, rescue the survivors in the arena, and send them to the large medical vehicle waiting on the side.

The large medical vehicle was equipped with several of the most professional rescue teams in the Central City, various high-tech medical equipment, and even a psychic medical cabin from the Upper City.

As long as the brain waves have not disappeared completely, these rescue teams can reconnect the head even if it falls off.

Of course, this rescue was not without cost.

Everyone who enjoys medical rescue needs to pay high medical expenses.

Even if you just sprained your waist while running, as long as you get into the medical vehicle, you will have to pay a consultation fee of at least 5,000 credit points.

This is just the most basic fee. If it involves medicines or surgery, the fees can easily reach hundreds of thousands.

If one cannot afford the fee, he or she will be sent to the Heaven Computing Center to provide soul computing power to repay the medical expenses.

Because of this, many strange scenes can be seen in this ruin.

The injured survivors struggled desperately and called for help, refusing to enter the large medical vehicles. Most of these people had undergone a certain level of psychic transformation, and these injuries were not fatal enough for them to survive.

But once you enter the medical vehicle, your life is over.

But the law enforcement team members ignored the survivors' struggles and just stuffed them into the medical vehicle.

The many rescue teams standing outside the medical vehicle had green lights in their eyes, and they all scrambled to rescue the most seriously injured.

"I don't need medical attention, my injuries are almost healed!"

A young man in gray clothes struggled hard, trying to break free from the big hands of the law enforcement team members, but how could an ordinary person break free from the constraints of these exoskeleton armors?
A doctor wearing glasses came over with a stretcher and said with a smile:
"Although your injuries are not serious, you must be mentally ill to be so resistant to treatment. Let me check you out quickly."

The young man in gray showed despair on his face. A mental examination often costs tens of thousands of credit points. If the doctor succeeds, he will probably be sent directly to the Heaven Computing Center.

In a hurry, the young man in gray suddenly shouted:
"I bought medical insurance! I bought the basic medical insurance from Ankang Insurance!"

The smile on the bespectacled doctor's face suddenly froze, and even the other doctors looked at the young man in gray.

A doctor started to operate on his personal terminal and said:

“He did purchase basic health insurance.”

As soon as these words were spoken, all the doctors' faces were filled with disgust, as if they had seen something extremely unlucky.

The so-called medical insurance does not mean that the insurance company will pay for the treatment after the user receives it, but it protects the holder from being treated randomly by doctors.

This means that they can only use the most basic drugs for patients. Once the price exceeds a certain level, the insurance company will sue the doctor for illegal treatment.

Almost all doctors are unwilling to see patients with medical insurance, because not only will they not get paid but it can also easily lead to trouble.

"You are not sick, get out of here!"

The bespectacled doctor quickly let go of the young man in gray, shooed him away like a fly, and then set his sights on the next target.

It’s a pity that only a few people can buy medical insurance in the downtown area.

Most of the survivors could only lose all their credit points amidst a struggle and wailing, and then get on the car to the Heaven Computing Center.

At the other end of the ruins of the arena, the ragged Scott replaced his personal terminal and connected to the communication from the upper echelons of the City Tax Bureau.

“Arresting a mere boss of an arena actually caused such a big fuss?” At the other end of the virtual screen, a dignified middle-aged man sat leaning back in his chair. Outside the floor-to-ceiling window behind him was a bustling skyscraper that was completely different from the downtown area.

Speeding cars pass between high-rise buildings, crisscrossing train tracks cross the sky, and the clear sunlight reflects three large golden words above the building.

City Tax Bureau!

The person in front of him was the director of the Central City Taxation Bureau.

Scott, who looked embarrassed, lowered his head and said seriously: "It is my fault. Please punish me, Director!"

The director of the City Tax Bureau did not speak, but glanced at the ruins behind Scott, and a hint of satisfaction suddenly appeared in his majestic expression.

“It’s just a USB drive and some old stuff, it’s no big deal if it’s lost.

No matter how hard the supplies in the Lower City struggle, they cannot resist the real trend.

In comparison, I am very satisfied with your handling of the arena."

“Even if we arrest the people in the arena in the name of spiritual energy tax, at best we can only provide a few hundred units of soul computing power to the Heaven Computing Center.

But you destroyed the Colosseum, burying most of the audience in the ruins. Once they are rescued, they can be immediately sent to the Heavenly Computing Center under the pretext of unpaid medical bills.

This operation has at least filled the gap of 3,000 units of computing power."

At this point, the smile on the face of the City Taxation Bureau Director suddenly became much gentler:
“The elders in the council all approved of your plan and suggested that it be promoted to all law enforcement officers.

So from this point of view, your action this time was very successful!"

"I will report this matter to your father. He will definitely reward you. Just wait for good news!"

The affirmation of the director of the city tax bureau made Scott look a little confused.

He opened his mouth to explain, but when he thought of the stopped intelligent computer, he could only swallow the truth back into his stomach.

If the mission fails, at most you will be punished.

However, if he took the initiative to report that the portable intelligent computer had problems due to his own mistakes, even with his father's protection, he might have to go to the Heaven Computing Center.

Each portable intelligent computer was separated from the giant intelligent computer, and its value even exceeded that of him, a law enforcement officer of the City Tax Bureau.

Then there was another round of praise, and it was the same old phrases over and over again: "A good father will have a good son", "Your father taught you well", and "I will visit you some other day to ask for your father's experience in education."

After some cordial exchanges, the director of the City Taxation Bureau finally got the subject back on track.

"The situation has not yet stabilized. The importance of Cave 33 is self-evident. You will temporarily stay in Cave 33 and wait for further orders."

"Yes!"

After hanging up the phone, Scott picked up the stopped portable computer again.

He stared at the screen that had gone dark, with a gleam of determination in his eyes:
“Let’s look for opportunities to see if we can restart it.”

"If there is really no way to turn it on, we can only look for an opportunity to instigate a large-scale riot and let this portable intelligent computer be lost in the turmoil. This can be considered a reasonable explanation!"

(End of this chapter)