Cyber Era Witch
Chapter 402 - 362: Targeted Drugs

Chapter 402: Chapter 362: Targeted Drugs

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Dr. Cui Junyou’s surgeries were particularly difficult to schedule, and those who managed to book an appointment with him were certainly either rich or noble.

Even though he was enigmatic about his past, those with informed sources discovered that he had once worked for a gigantic corporation, only to be laid off due to a restructuring of the company’s business.

He had performed more than ten thousand surgeries, his skills exquisite. In this city where the rate of enhancement implantation exceeded 50%, he was like a fish in water. As he completed one miraculous implant surgery after another, his reputation soared.

Implants were directly connected to the human flesh and blood, and for anyone who had them, their maintenance was a major issue.

Just like household appliances, implants had a designed obsolescence period. Even the best implants would develop issues after months or even a hundred months, forcing people to repair, remove, or reinstall them.

The implant surgeries were delicate and fraught with difficulties; a slight mishap could cause surgical accidents, leading to organ infection, rejection reactions, and other troubles that were not to be overlooked.

Therefore, on the first day of the New Year, Cui’s Clinic Center was still overcrowded with patients.

In front of Dr. Cui Junyou’s operating room, there was a particularly clean waiting room where people wearing executive attire were waiting.

They observed the exquisite facilities of Cui’s Prosthetic Diagnosis and Treatment Center; the modern paintings on the walls brought a sense of harmony and peace, and all the walls and floors were made of sound-absorbing materials, creating utter silence.

All these special decorations were Dr. Cui Junyou’s requirements. He was experienced and knew that patients always harbored all sorts of peculiar thoughts. Human brain waves were too sensitive and could not withstand the slightest provocation. If patients became the least bit terrified or doubtful before surgery, the entire operation could be a total mess, with any risks magnified manifold during the complex surgical procedure.

The people in the waiting room were looking forward to being operated on by Dr. Cui Junyou himself.

"This is the best prosthetic center in the Northern Archipelago," declared a man in a dark red suit and a black tie. He and the other four around him were subtly smug, feeling that it was an honor in itself to be able to step into Dr. Cui’s waiting room.

"Dr. Cui’s handling of brain implants is truly unparalleled. Bold yet meticulous, with a wealth of experience."

"I’d say this place can hold its own against Rose Care Hospital in Shangjing or Kyoto Infinity’s Z19 Medical Research Institute."

"Ever since Kyoto Infinity sold off the research institute, Z19 just hasn’t been as impressive as before."

"Everything here is great; it’s just too hard to make an appointment."

"Haha... isn’t it the scarcity that makes something precious?"

Through a glass door, they carried on their conversation while glancing at the customers waiting in the hallway. The feeling of distinction was particularly satisfying, especially when they could see their assistants, drivers, guards, and personal doctors waiting outside, increasing their sense of ease.

In their conversation, the light leading to the operating room suddenly turned from green to red, signaling that it was busy.

They were taken aback and stood up, still unaware of the reason. They had waited until now and certainly did not want to miss their chance for surgery. Before they could ask, Dr. Cui Junyou pushed the door open.

"Wait!" Dr. Cui Junyou dragged out his voice, "Just a moment!"

"We—" they began, only to be interrupted by Dr. Cui Junyou again.

"I know you’ve spent a lot of money and time, but my brother has come, and I have to host him," said Dr. Cui Junyou in his signature tone – fast and anxious, as if chasing someone away, yet also venting frustration, "Alright, either you wait patiently for another day or half a day until I finish with my brother’s matter. Come back tomorrow. Or you can just cancel your appointment and let some shoddy Jin Xuan Diagnosis and Treatment Team take care of whatever stuff you’ve got in your brain, hand, or heart... I don’t care!"

Then, Dr. Cui Junyou slammed the door shut, leaving the people in the waiting room looking at each other in dismay, but with no alternative.

Consequently, they could only sit back down, momentarily losing the desire to converse, inevitably feeling astonished.

In their hearts, they speculated about the identity of Dr. Cui Junyou’s prestigious guest for the day, who had stirred such excitement in him. And they wondered how a doctor with such odd character and a flair for making shocking remarks could have any friends to speak of!

Dr. Cui Junyou returned to the operating room and adjusted his appearance in the mirror.

The entire room was arranged around a large surgical chair, with lights, life support monitoring equipment, and auxiliary machinery lined up neatly to ensure the patient was thoroughly taken care of, from head to toe, without a single oversight.

He tidied up the messy environment, cleaned up the surgical instruments and the limbs from the previous patient, and then opened the door leading to the inner part of the clinic center.

At that moment, an eyeball robot used for navigation was hovering in the air, tagged with the logo of Tanaka Intelligence, leading Xu Yang towards the direction of the operating room.

"Oh!" Dr. Cui Junyou opened his arms in an exaggerated welcome, greeting Xu Yang, and then shaking his hand, "You finally decided to come!"

"All well, I trust." Xu Yang, holding Little Fool in his arms, reached out his right hand to shake Dr. Cui’s, "This place is getting more luxurious by the day. Are you still spouting that anti-corporatist rhetoric?"

"Still am. Day in and day out, there’s always new material, but the common folks aren’t so keen on hearing it," Dr. Cui Junyou frowned.

"No one’s going to believe what you say is true until the fuse is about to run out," Xu Yang said.

"By the time the fuse runs out, it’ll be too late to take sides."

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"History always repeats itself; there’s nothing to be done about it."

"Indeed, it’s always like that. People only swarm out and follow the winner after a victor is decided." Cui Junyou walked toward the operating room, constantly complaining, "Just look at them—I set up a study group for them to learn theories of disbanding corporatism, but it’s difficult to manage."

"Difficult? There should be many willing to join. The Self Help Society gets new members every day."

"You see, there’s a simple logic here: people who benefit from corporatism won’t study such things, so those interested in the topic are essentially the poor within the corporatist system. Then, these people, due to their poverty and low levels of education, suffer different degrees of harm and often become shortsighted, impetuous, and extreme. Many are neurotic with persecution delusions, there are a dozen cross-dressers and college students with chronic severe depression. Yes, it’s all the corporation’s fault. Without blowing up every corporation, there’s no end to this!"

"Every cause needs a leader," Xu Yang said, "which is why Selita is studying vanguardism. I’ve read the pamphlet, I know her plan—to first assemble a sufficiently avant-garde, refined, and steadfast team, and then lead more people to gradually learn and transform."

"Her team is getting more and more mixed up," Cui Junyou frowned, "with opportunists trying to blend in undetected, but she’s especially indecisive in this area, unwilling to make a strong effort to reform the atmosphere, preferring to be a goody-two-shoes. But if we don’t make an example out of some, anyone can carry the banner, and sooner or later there will be issues. In my view, the more resolute people under her command will definitely go their own way. But we’ve lost contact with that side, so we don’t know what’s happened."

"Selita’s magic power is to foresee danger, which should enable her to avoid disasters," Xu Yang said as he carried Little Fool into the operating room. "By the way, I’d like you to check this child out."

"Your daughter?" Cui Junyou looked at Little Fool.

"I hope she is." Xu Yang set Little Fool down, and she sat up properly.

"Kid, I’m your Uncle Cui," Cui Junyou teased Little Fool.

"Quack." Little Fool said.

Cui Junyou pulled out a black device used for scanning the brain, similar to preparing for brain surgery, and started examining Little Fool’s brain structure. After a 3-minute scan, the terminal printed out the imaging results.

Looking at the image, Cui Junyou fell into deep contemplation, circling the operating chair several times while repeatedly heaving sighs.

"Why such a tense expression?" Xu Yang was curious.

"It’s hard to say," Cui Junyou handed the image to Xu Yang, "look, her magic circuit hasn’t grown into her brain."

Upon hearing this, Xu Yang used Digital Mind to search the internet for relevant information and quickly found similar cases.

Witches were more agile and intelligent than humans because the magic circuits permeated their entire bodies, nourishing all organs and invisibly improving cell work efficiency.

But Little Fool was born with abnormal circuits; her magic power flowed at most to the neck area and didn’t reach the brain, resulting in developmental delays from the womb; this also explained why Little Fool’s behavior was abnormal, as she couldn’t nimbly handle things.

Little Fool sat on the operating chair, hands folded, silently looking at a wall.

"Let’s talk in the back." Xu Yang moved towards the rear room, with Cui Junyou following.

"This is what she’ll face in the future—social isolation." Cui Junyou lowered his voice after moving away from Little Fool. "She will become a problematic witch. She’s not stupid, but the problem is, she can’t communicate normally with people! She will lack social skills, all of her behaviors will become templated, stiff, full of peculiarities, and she’ll be clumsy in her movements."

Hearing this, mixed feelings overwhelmed Xu Yang.

"Can implants help?" he asked.

"They can," said Cui Junyou with certainty. "But look, even with the best social facilitation programs, a gloomy child won’t just start talking; however, if she’s well cared for along with the influence of a brain implant, she will eventually be able to converse easily with others."

"I’ll take care of her," Xu Yang said.

"Professional hospitals," Cui Junyou explained, "...like Rose Medicine’s diagnostic centers, would prescribe her medications to improve mental symptoms, all of which are special drugs from a restricted list. But you know, with a Special Protection Card, you can get them without a prescription, as easy as buying a drink."

"Okay," Xu Yang nodded.

"Actually, I think she’ll eventually get better," Cui Junyou said lightly. "She’s grown up surrounded by kind people. She won’t fare too poorly."

"...I’ll do my best," Xu Yang said.

"Wait, I’ll go get you guys something to eat and drink," Cui Junyou turned around.

"There are still many waiting for surgery outside." Xu Yang glanced at the waiting screen on the wall.

"Even with more advanced implants, they’ll just continue to abet the corporations. Anyway, today is New Year’s, so naturally my happiness is most important." Cui Junyou said contemptuously, then he ran off towards the clinic center’s living quarters.

Xu Yang returned to the operating room and picked up Little Fool.

She looked particularly haggard, pressing her forehead against Xu Yang and gently rubbing it, then turned her head and silently gazed at the world around her.