LRAB Chapter 9 The Community Doctor's God-like Abilities
Chapter 9 The Community Doctor's God-like Abilities
Chen Yisen barely thought about it before choosing the third option out of the initial four.
[Evolution: Self]
It enhanced itself with this newly acquired trait gene.
The cost was another 10 points of humanistic anchor.
[Humanity Anchor Point: 50 (100)]
Chen Yisen never quite understood what this number actually meant.
Reaching 0 would definitely be bad, but before that, will the decrease in numbers have any impact?
Hard to say.
However, the [electrical impedance tomography] gained by exchanging 10 points is extremely worthwhile.
Based on the description, it is probably an upgrade or a specialized version of medical resistivity tomography (RTT) technology.
Its effective area is relatively small, only about the size of a palm.
But “drawing the internal structure directly in the brain” is obviously much simpler than interpreting a blurry two-dimensional photograph on a screen.
For Chen Yisen, who is about to be forced into this role, the new genetic traits are undoubtedly a godsend.
According to the original owner's memories, the Morrisania Community Center Clinic was the core medical site in the entire South Bronx area. It was quite large, with more than a hundred medical staff, comparable to some small hospitals.
However, due to insufficient funding and business restrictions, the hardware conditions are quite rudimentary.
After all, even the largest community clinics don't have inpatient wards or emergency rooms; at most, they have observation rooms and Urgent Care centers.
Don't even think about those high-tech things like digital subtraction angiography, MRI, or positron emission tomography.
We do have a CT scanner, but it's just a 25-year-old Siemens Somatom Emotion 16, an old relic from when the clinic was still the "Lincoln Hospital Affiliated Diagnostic Center"—a 16-slice detector without iterative reconstruction algorithms, a high-heat-capacity X-ray tube, or a fully automated scanning bed…
In reality, no one would bother to fix this thing. Considering the risk of radiation leakage, it has long been shelved.
Routine diagnoses rely on two shared trolley-type ultrasound machines used by various departments, along with a variety of low-cost point-of-care tests...
And most importantly, the doctor's experience and intuition.
These two points are precisely what cannot be inherited from the original body.
While it's not impossible to be a ruthless painkiller prescription machine, it means that the scores for readmission rate, chronic disease control, and preventive healthcare, which have major weight in performance evaluations, will inevitably collapse, and thus you won't receive the MIPS positive payment adjustment (equivalent to performance bonus) and the STARs rebate from the health insurance company.
Chen Yisen didn't care about the two corpses at this moment. He quickly ran to the car and put his hand on the inside of the car door to test his new ability.
Door locks, speakers, lift motors...
Even if the part is obscured by metal, as long as it is not completely blocked, a relatively clear result can be given, and it is easy to determine what it is based on experience.
Okay!
Immediately afterwards, he placed his hand on his chest.
This time, the results were even more stunning.
The human body has no metal shielding, and a weak bioelectric current passes through the chest cavity, accurately feeding back the image information to the brain without any interference.
The outlines of organs inside the chest cavity, the layers of periosteum, ligaments and muscles that wrap around the spine, some of the thicker blood vessels, and even the high-speed blood flowing in the arteries...
At a glance.
It's even more perfect than the description that just appeared in my consciousness.
Beyond its effectiveness, the most important thing is that this capability does not rely on large equipment, nor does it generate radiation or strong magnetic fields, and it has almost no limitations in terms of application.
However, after using it for a long time, you will feel obvious fatigue and slight dizziness.
"Great! It's even better than an MRI!" Chen Yisen excitedly slapped the steering wheel.
However, his thoughts were quickly interrupted by the sound of a horn.
It was a car that turned from the intersection behind us.
They were blocked by a short, stocky man standing in the middle of the road.
Fortunately, whether the driver had poor eyesight and thought there was a drunk person lying down, or was simply afraid of causing trouble, he chose to go around after several rounds of honking had no effect.
But these two dead bodies still need to be dealt with as soon as possible.
Chen Yisen quickly pulled out his phone, intending to check the customer service numbers of several nearby biological resource companies. However, he then thought that it was unlikely that legitimate channels would accept a body that looked like it had been shot to death. So, after hesitating for a moment, he dialed Gao Fei's number again.
At this time, Gao Fei was probably already asleep.
About half a minute later, the call was finally answered.
"Ethan, what's up?"
Sure enough, the voice on the other end of the receiver was heavy with sleepiness.
"Today's trip wasn't a waste. I came across two bodies on my way home, but they looked like they'd been shot." Chen Yisen decisively omitted some details from the process, only reporting the most crucial information: "Do you have any channels that don't ask where I came from?"
Gao Fei instantly snapped out of his daze, his tone turning serious: "You can't just touch a dead body on the street. If the police aren't doing anything about it, it's possible someone put it there to establish their authority. Touching it is suicide... Is your area gang territory?"
Chen Yisen didn't know which gang's territory this place belonged to, but he was very clear about how the two corpses were formed.
It has absolutely nothing to do with any gang or establishing authority.
"Don't worry, I understand what you're saying. It's not under the jurisdiction of the gang, and I'm not a gang member..."
Gao Fei on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment, probably realizing that his cousin might not have told the whole story.
But the virtue of adults is to see through things but not say anything.
"Alright, I know a few people from Haitian gangs. They often do things like spirit communication rituals or make magical artifacts. They use a lot of these and don't really care about the quality or origin, but the price will definitely be very low..."
"Even a small mosquito is still meat, it's alright."
Chen Yisen had just asked Joey to lick up a bunch of bags, but they only managed to get less than $20 from the three of them in total, which was less than the two hamburgers they lost in the sneak attack. Now he was just trying to make up for the losses.
"I'll find their contact information. When you call, remember to speak slowly, their English isn't very good."
Soon, Gao Fei gave a phone number.
The phone hangs up.
Chen Yisen had already decided to distance himself from the situation, so it was naturally impossible for him to contact her personally.
He instructed Joey to call the Haitian gang over, then drive the car to a nearby secluded spot to observe the situation discreetly.
This is also to guard against any ill intentions the other party may have.
However, the whole process went much more smoothly than Chen Yisen had expected.
About forty minutes later, a Ford pickup truck with a cargo bed cover drove up, and two men in the same color scheme as Omar and his two companions jumped out of the vehicle.
However, it is not difficult to tell from their clothing that they are Black people from the Caribbean region, rather than people of African descent.
When Joey is not under direct control, he speaks very bluntly, and the two people opposite him, as Gao Fei said, need gestures to communicate in English.
Without much small talk, the two parties quickly agreed on a price of 800 yuan.
This price is about a quarter of what the bioresource company charges, which is considered fair and reasonable in underground transactions.
After accepting the money, Chen Yisen asked Joey to help put the two corpses into body bags and then move them into the car.
The emphasis is on providing excellent service.
The two Caribbean guys seemed quite satisfied. One of them rolled down the window after getting into the car, pointed at Joey, and said haltingly, "You're very good. If you see us again, contact us and we'll give you a good price."
After watching the pickup truck's taillights disappear into the distance, Chen Yisen took the two rolls of banknotes tied with rubber bands from Joey's hand.
He personally disliked these Voodoo believers, but the dollars given by Haitians were no more sordid than those given by Americans.
40 for $20.
I don't know if it's just my imagination, but I can almost smell the aroma of ink.
After putting the money away and calming himself down, Chen Yisen helped Joey into the car and prepared to go home.
This place is less than 500 meters from his apartment, so there's no need to move.
But as soon as the latter opened the car door, a nauseating stench mixed with the smell of blood wafted into Chen Yisen's nostrils.
It's only slightly better than room 317 at the Rusty Hotel.
Joey hadn't showered in a long time, and during the fight he got covered in mud and blood, plus his body odor...
"stop!"
In his haste, Chen Yisen even shouted out, which saved Joey's blood-stained pants from touching the cushion.
He gestured for Joey to open the glove compartment in the passenger seat, where there was a gym membership card that the clinic offered to its employees as a perk.
The original owner rarely went to the gym, but sometimes she would use it as a bathhouse.
"Go take a shower first, then go home."
Joey took the membership card and turned to leave.
"etc."
Chen Yisen reluctantly pulled out a few $20 bills and handed them over.
"Change into a clean set of clothes, inside and out."