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"it is good."

The old captain agreed, and the agreement was reached. Ke Ling didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

"Operation"

After Ke Ling left, the old captain held the child and pondered. He didn't believe that the surgery was completely safe.

Ke Ling returned to Watson District and then to Little Chinatown, arriving late in the morning.

"Old Wei!"

In order not to waste any time, Ke Ling went directly to Lao Wei and asked to borrow a place from him.

"Huh? V? You're here too?"

As soon as Ke Ling entered Old Wei's prosthetic clinic, she saw V, a street girl lying on the operating table, having her hand prosthetic replaced.

"Ke Ling? What have you been busy with these past few days?"

Seeing Ke Ling come in, V asked curiously. Ke Ling had been leaving early and returning late these past two days. V lived not far away and had seen it all clearly. She had asked before, but Ke Ling just wouldn't say, leaving her with no way to know.

Of course, she had also made some guesses, estimating that it was related to the Demon Gang. After all, Ke Ling had previously said that she didn't want them to get involved in this matter, so it was normal not to tell them.

But these past two days, she, Jack, and Sasha have been keeping an eye on the Demon Gang, ready to help if anything happens, but they haven't found anything unusual. Ke Ling hasn't gone looking for trouble with the Demon Gang, which has left them a bit puzzled.

If it's something else, why not tell them?

"Nothing's wrong, I'm all done."

Ke Ling smiled, offering no explanation, and looked directly at Lao Wei.

"Old Wei, do you know the old captain?"

Ke Ling planned to borrow Lao Wei's old base. Preparing an operating room himself would be too much trouble, so it would be better to find one that was already there. Of course, this depended on Lao Wei's attitude.

"I know him, Muammar Reyes, from Santo Domingo. What's wrong?"

While replacing V's prosthetic body, Old Wei answered Ke Ling's question.

The old captain was a prominent figure in Santo Domingo, and Old Vie naturally knew him; they had crossed paths before.

"I'd like to use your old facility for medical treatment."

Ke Ling said directly, "These are all our own people, so there's no need to beat around the bush."

"Huh? Ke Ling, when did you start treating people? Are you kidding me?"

Before Old Wei could speak, V, lying on the operating table, spoke first, her face full of disbelief, clearly not believing Ke Ling's words.

"Lie down and talk less."

Ke Ling rolled her eyes at her, too lazy to pay any attention to this guy.

"Hmph, if you're planning to become a quack doctor and treat people, I'll be the first to expose you!"

V snorted and continued arguing with Ke Ling. She definitely didn't want Ke Ling to do something like giving birth to a child without an anus.

"Are you talking about the disease caused by the water pollution in Santo Domingo?"

Old Wei ignored V's words and frowned as he looked at Ke Ling, clearly understanding what Ke Ling meant.

First they asked the old captain, then they mentioned seeing a doctor. It's quite obvious that the old captain's illness can only be caused by water pollution.

"That's right, Old Wei, that guy wouldn't have contacted you too, would he?"

Seeing Lao Wei's expression, Ke Ling asked with some suspicion, "Thinking about it, it doesn't seem impossible."

Old V is a celebrity in Night City, and the old captain sought medical help everywhere, so he couldn't possibly have left Old V behind.

"They contacted me, but I don't have the ability."

Old Wei nodded, then shook his head. If he could cure it, he wouldn't have waited until now.

"Even Lao Wei couldn't be cured, how can you? Ke Ling, don't give him any bad advice."

V chimed in at the opportune moment, still looking skeptical; she simply didn't believe Ke Ling could cure diseases and save lives.

"If your head falls off, can Old Wei heal you?"

Ke Ling glanced at V, a smirk playing on her lips, and asked a question that left V speechless.

"It can't be cured."

V didn't answer, but Old Vie answered for her: of course, he couldn't cure something like a severed head.

"But I can, this is something I learned specifically for you."

Ke Ling spoke up with an expression that said, "You should be secretly happy," which made V's mouth drop in surprise.

"You're not kidding?"

For a moment, V thought the anesthetic in his hand had traveled to his head, which sounded like a dream.

"Could it be fake? Why don't we try it now?"

Ke Ling stretched out her hand and gestured around her neck a couple of times, with an eager expression on her face.

"Ahem, then forget it. You guys talk, just pretend I don't exist."

V coughed twice, then closed her eyes and fell silent. Whether you believe it or not, she simply didn't want to try.

"Are you sure?"

Old Wei didn't question Ke Ling. At this point, he wouldn't be surprised if anything happened to Ke Ling.

Even if Ke Ling said he could go directly to space, Lao Wei would believe him to some extent; that's the effect of repeated shocks.

"I wouldn't say I'm completely confident, but it's worth a try."

Ke Ling didn't say it would definitely work; whether it will work or not, we'll have to wait and see after we try it.

"Then take it and use it. I'll go with you, just in case something goes wrong, we can make amends."

Old Wei did not hesitate and directly supported Ke Ling. For the people of Santo Domingo, it is indeed worth a try as long as there is an opportunity.

Even if it means facing certain death, it's worth the gamble; for the people of Santo Domingo, it's a gamble they have no choice but to take.

Moreover, Lao Wei believed that Ke Ling was not the kind of person who would joke about other people's lives for no reason, and he could tell that.

"You guys aren't serious, are you?"

V, who had been listening the whole time, couldn't help but chime in, saying that she hadn't expected Old Wei to support Ke Ling's reckless behavior.

“You come along too, and call Jack. We’ll see if I can cure him. If you think I’m taking lives lightly, just kill me on the spot.”

Ke Ling directly invited V to join Jack as supervisors.

"You talk as if you're really going to be killed."

V rolled his eyes. It would be impressive if they could kill Ke Ling with one shot; even the company dogs and the terrorist squad couldn't do that.

Although V was internally complaining, she still went with them the next day and invited Jack Wells along.

Is this reliable?

Jack asked V in a low voice. He was clearly not very convinced that Ke Ling could cure patients, especially those with illnesses that even Old Wei couldn't cure.

"Just wait and see, even Lao Wei supports him."

V pursed his lips. Old Wei has already expressed his support, so let's give him some confidence. Their opinions don't count.

"makes sense."

Jack nodded. If Old Vie also objected, then this matter would need to be discussed further.

"Stop nagging, the guests have arrived."

Ke Ling twitched his lips, stopping the two guys from talking nonsense. It's fine to talk behind closed doors, but you can't just embarrass them like this when they're here.

V nudged Ke Ling from behind, but didn't say anything more. The old captain's car had already stopped at the door.

"This place is really hard to find."

The old captain got out of the car and complained that he hadn't driven his silver "Mizutani Jun" but a dilapidated "Villefort Columbus".

The old man was quite cautious; Ke Ling understood this at a glance.

Although it was still uncertain whether his method would work, the old captain clearly did not want to expose the matter.

After all, for the old captain, the fewer people who know certain things, the better. If everyone can find his weaknesses, how can he continue to do his job as a middleman?

"I've brought the person; now it's up to you to see what you can do."

The old captain helped a man, who looked to be in his thirties, out of the car.

"come in."

Ke Ling glanced at the man, said nothing more, and invited the two of them into the room.

The reason they didn't let the child come was probably because the child still had some time to live, or because they didn't want the child to suffer along with them.

This adult man clearly knew what was going on and came voluntarily, probably prepared for the surgery to fail.

"Call me if you need anything."

The driver's side window of the dilapidated Columbus wagon rolled down, and a fierce-looking man shouted something to the old captain.

"Don't worry, there will be no problem."

The old captain smiled. He had just worked with Ke Ling, and given the man's abilities, he didn't think he was worth being deceived by him.

The man didn't answer, watching the old captain follow Ke Ling inside. There were other people in their vehicle; the Columbus was a freight car, so naturally it couldn't only carry three people.

V glanced at the person and slammed the door shut.

"Lao Wei?"

Upon entering the operating room, the old captain was somewhat surprised, because he saw someone he recognized.

"Long time no see, Muammar."

Old Wei nodded to the old captain; they weren't actually very familiar with each other.

"Hand the person over to me, and please leave now."

Ke Ling guided the patient to lie down on the operating table, and then spoke to the old captain.

"This"