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It was a very shabby clinic, located in the corner of the stadium, a slum in the imperial capital that was famous for being dirty and messy.
As soon as he entered this slum, Zhao Dongbao clearly noticed that the atmosphere here was obviously different from other places.
People were dressed in rags, and their worn-out shirts and trousers were hung crookedly on the clothesline above the alley, making the alley, which was not illuminated by much sunlight, even more shadowy.
Along the way, he kept his right hand in his pocket, never leaving the handle of the pistol.
He could clearly feel the malicious gazes of the decadent refugees around him, like a thief measuring his prey's purse.
Clearly, this is a lawless place.
Compared to Sixth Street, this place is just a mess>
Zhao Dongbao cursed in his mind and stepped into the clinic.
The person responsible for registration at the door is a ball-shaped robot. Although he was a little interested in the workmanship of the robot, after hesitating for a moment, he finally resisted the urge to reach out and fiddle with it.
"No. 10, please wait in the rest area."
The harsh sound of metal friction floated from under the metal shell, and along with the sound of tearing paper, a piece of paper with a number on it was spit out from the mechanical mouth. Zhao Dongbao took the note, looked around the clinic, then walked to the rest area, sat on the bench and waited.
There were many people sitting in the rest area, most of them were in rags. There were many Imperial people and many poor people. Dr. Sun's clinic charges very cheaply, so most of its customers are poor people and stingy solo travelers. But precisely because of this, this clinic has a good reputation in the slums of the imperial capital, and Zhao Dongbao found it without much effort.
While waiting, he secretly looked at the customers in the clinic.
There are humans, mutants, and weirdos who wear cloaks and don’t want to show their faces.
The big green-skinned man sitting in the front row occupied two seats. Waiting impatiently with his arms folded, his small amber eyes really looked like a Deathclaw, but the ferocity was not as explicit as a Deathclaw.
Sensing Zhao Dongbao's probing gaze, the mutant immediately glared at him.
Zhao Dongbao looked away calmly.
within the borders of the empire. The slightest disrespect to mutants carries the risk of being punished. They call it "equality," even though it seems absurd to others, including most of themselves.
There's no need to make matters worse here, and these mutants won't be able to cause trouble for long.
With this thought in mind, he turned his attention to the clock.
"Number 10."
Finally, his name was called in the clinic.
Zhao Dongbao stood up. Walk towards the consultation room.
When he saw Dr. Sun, he couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
Sure enough, as stated in the information, this doctor, who has worked in this clinic for ten years, is still in his twenties.
"Where does it hurt?" Dr. Sun asked while turning his pen skillfully without raising his head.
"Jet addiction."
"arm."
Zhao Dongbao stretched out his arm honestly and glanced around the clinic calmly.
"Don't look, there's nothing valuable." Dr. Sun said without looking up.
Zhao Dongbao was secretly surprised that the doctor noticed his inquiring gaze without raising his head.
"You misunderstood, I'm not here to steal anything." Zhao Dongbao smiled awkwardly and said.
Dr. Sun's hand holding the detector stopped. The head that had been buried finally lifted up, and his indifferent ears and eyes looked at Zhao Dongbao.
"Really? I hope you are here to steal things and not for any other purpose."
Zhao Dongbao said nothing. Doctor Sun pointed the detector at his pulse, and soon a set of parameters appeared on the screen.
"Is Jet's addiction recent?"
"Yes."
"You don't need to take drugs to see me. Drugs are in short supply in the wasteland. Even if your employer is rich, waste is a shameful act." Dr. Sun threw the notebook aside, "Then, please explain your Intention."
Seeing that he was discovered, Zhao Dongbao sighed helplessly. "Won't you prescribe medicine for me first?"
A pack of Dulipin was thrown into his arms without ceremony.
Zhao Dongbao turned over the label and looked at the price, his brows suddenly twitched.
The price is 200 sub-crystals.
Good guy, I prescribed him the most expensive medicine right away.
"Say it." Dr. Sun said expressionlessly.
"I was entrusted by someone. I hope you can accompany me to a place." Zhao Dongbao tried to make his statement less suspicious, but in the end he found that no matter what tone he said this sentence, it was no different from a kidnapping declaration.
"What if I say no?"
Zhao Dongbao glanced at the door cautiously, and after seeing that no one was eavesdropping, he spoke calmly.
"I'm doing this for your own good. Believe it or not. This place is going to be over soon."
Dr. Sun was silent for a long time and then asked.
"Then tell me why your employer wants to see me."
"Our leader suspects you are a cyborg... Of course, this does not mean we will go against you. Just confirm your programming"
Before Zhao Dongbao finished speaking, Dr. Sun burst into laughter.
Shrugging his shoulders, Zhao Dongbao didn't care about his rude smile and just turned his questioning eyes to him.
Walk? Still not leaving
"Did your leader tell you this? Tsk tsk, yes, you can hide it under the guise of a cyborg."
"Please stop talking." Zhao Dongbao said immediately.
"Afraid of knowing too much?" Glancing at the nervous visitor, Sun Yi grinned, but his face, which was not aging, showed the maturity that only the elderly can have.
"That's right." Zhao Dongbao said calmly.
If Jiang Chen didn't tell him the details, it meant that he shouldn't know because of his status. If he knew something he shouldn't know, it would not be a good thing for a little person like him.
Dr. Sun did not embarrass him, but shook his head to himself, paused for a moment, and then spoke slowly.
"I can go with you."
Heaving a sigh of relief, Zhao Dongbao immediately said, "Then please."
"but not now."
The expression on Zhao Dongbao's face froze and he said with difficulty.
"Why?"
It is difficult to force people out of the imperial capital.
Even though this is a slum, a lawless place in the empire, outside the slum is a neighborhood patrolled by guards. Even if he is very skilled, it is not an easy task to bring a living person out of this heavily guarded city.
"In the past ten years, I have saved many people. Nine out of ten people suffered gunshot wounds." Dr. Sun said calmly.
"Honestly, I've already done enough research on your leader... or the treasure that any powerful person dreams of."
"My original plan was to make this secret public, so that everyone can equally share the wealth acquired with the blood of a small number of people. The wasteland will be able to quickly restore the population in front of the station. With the joint efforts of mankind, this wasteland will It will be better, more united, and more prosperous than before the war... Let's move towards an exciting future together."
"However, when I woke up and walked out of the abandoned shelter, I suddenly changed my mind. Not because of the desperate desolation, but because of something more desperate."
Zhao Dongbao was curious about what the secret was in his mouth, but his dry throat prevented him from asking.
"You plan to attack here." Dr. Sun looked at Zhao Dongbao expressionlessly, "Then let me see if your leader is worthy of me in the face of this city that provides shelter for tens of thousands of people. The secret quality of the hand.”
"If not, I'm prepared to take the secret to my grave."
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