Chapter 350 First Meeting in Life

Looking back, memories are like smoke.

The small operating room was filled with the smell of disinfectant. A young girl was lying on the operating table. Her back had been cut open, and the severely damaged spine could be seen between the flesh and blood.

Gordon carefully lifted his glasses with his shoulder to keep his gloves sterile. He looked at the broken spine of the little girl and shook his head, saying, "One arm was broken and the spine was broken. How could you be beaten like this? Who was so cruel?"

Due to the lack of anesthetic drugs in the clinic, the little girl is currently only under local anesthesia, and judging from the cold sweat that kept overflowing from her forehead, the anesthesia effect may not be complete.

She gritted her teeth tightly, her eyes suppressed and cold, and squeezed out a few words from her teeth with difficulty: "Those dog sheriffs in the inner city beat me."

Gordon sighed: "You sneaked in, right? Where are your family members?"

The little girl said coldly: "Dead."

Gordon: "Both parents are dead?"

Little girl: "I only have a mother, no father, and the man who gave birth to me is at most a dog."

Gordon: "You kid, you said your father is a dog, so you are not the child of a dog?"

The little girl said angrily: "Are you annoying? Do your surgery!"

"Oh, you are small, but you have a bad temper." Gordon smiled and didn't care about the little girl. He said with some regret, "Child, to be honest, with your injuries, your spine and arms are definitely not saved."

The little girl fell silent, and after a while she asked in a low voice: "Am I going to become disabled?"

Gordon deliberately asked back: "If so, you What should I do?"

The little girl said in a calm tone that was not in line with her age: "Nothing, just keep living."

Gordon continued to tease her: "Oh? People are useless, is it interesting to live like this?"

The little girl said lightly: "My life was won by my mother who sold her dignity. Even for her, I have to live by eating garbage and drinking dirty water."

Gordon's eyes showed approval, and his tone became lighter: "Okay, child, just for your will, I will get you two treasures today."

He used his elbow to open the half-closed mechanical packaging box next to him, took out a bionic spine and arm from it, and said: "General level 3 prosthesis, although it is the lowest-grade product, it can at least replace the damaged original body parts and let you stand up."

He picked up the relevant tools and began to perform basic prosthetic transformation surgery on the little girl, and cut off her original body parts and installed the corresponding prosthesis.

During the whole process, even though the sweat wet the operating table, the little girl didn't say a word, and her amazing perseverance made Gordon look at her sideways.

After the operation, the little girl stayed in the clinic to recuperate, and the two hardly spoke.

On the one hand, Gordon was very busy, and other injured people often came to the clinic and needed his treatment.

On the other hand, the little girl spent most of her time sleeping and recuperating. Only when Gordon went to collect the rice bowls, the empty bowls indicated that she had woken up and eaten.

A week later, the little girl was able to get out of bed and move around. The first thing she said when she saw Gordon was: "Thank you, old man. I will remember your life-saving grace. How much does this prosthesis cost, including the surgery and medical expenses?"

Gordon shook his head: "It doesn't matter. You can pay or not. Go ahead."

The little girl said directly: "Just answer whatever I ask you."

Gordon had long been accustomed to the little girl's straightforward nature. He smiled briefly: "All the expenses added up, I'll give you 100,000."

"Got it." This number is extremely shocking in the border area, but the little girl was not shocked by it. She just said lightly, "I can't take it out all at once. I will pay it in installments over the next few years until it's all paid back."

Gordon smiled and didn't take her words to heart.

He has heard too many similar words.

Many wounded patients are very proud. Before leaving, they swear that they will pay the money, but in the end, only a few can bring a fruit basket back to see him.

Before the little girl left, Gordon seemed to remember something and asked, "By the way, I haven't asked your name yet."

Little girl: "Dongdong."

"Dongdong?" Gordon laughed, "What a strange name."

The little girl raised her eyebrows: "Funny? Then laugh now, you won't have such a chance in the future."

Gordon asked curiously: "Oh? What do you mean?"

The little girl poked her chest, raised her chin and smiled: "Because one day, I will stand out."

"When the time comes, from the border to the Sky City, the whole world will know my name Dongdong, and everyone will only feel awe, and no one will laugh anymore."

In the Rust Wall District of Crescent City, due to the lack of official resettlement points established by the authorities, the border refugees who flocked to the inner city for refuge can only temporarily live on the streets.

During the previous evacuation, many refugees were injured, some of them were minor injuries such as scratches and bumps, and some were attacked by ferocious beasts, and their limbs were mutilated.

These refugees from the border areas have no inner city identity and no money. The public hospitals that need to register them cannot accept them, and the private hospitals that prioritize revenue are unwilling to accept them. They can only stay on the streets helplessly.

Fortunately, with the help of volunteers, many streets temporarily set up medical areas, and nearby enthusiastic citizens and public welfare organizations also brought some common medicines for the wounded among the refugees to treat.

Among the volunteers, there are people from the inner city and the border. Those with clinical experience directly operate, and those with less experience are responsible for assisting, so that the medical area can be put into operation quickly.

At this time, Gordon was at the forefront of treating the wounded.

He had previously listened to Lang Xi's words and sneaked into the inner city through the sewer early, and thus avoided this disaster by accident.

When compatriots from the border rushed into the inner city and urgently needed medical manpower, he stood up without hesitation.

The environment of the temporary medical area is far worse than that of the hospital, and even worse than his small clinic in the border. The sanitary conditions are poor, the medicines are scarce, and the medical equipment is also very simple.

But for the wounded, no matter how bad the environment is, it is better than sitting and waiting to die. Therefore, wounded people are sent here continuously, and every doctor is overloaded.

Gordon was wearing a gown that had long been stained red by blood. The nearby stretchers were full of wounded soldiers, and the groans filled the entire room.

Gordon was already old, and he had been treating patients for too long. His frown was already full of sweat, and the tired bloodshot eyes made his eyeballs scarlet, but he didn't dare to stop working.

At this time, a doctor came in and said, "Old man, you haven't rested for more than 30 hours. Let me do it."

Gordon shook his head and said hoarsely, "It's okay. Go help others."

After that, he was ready to get the medicine.

The doctor stepped forward to stop him and advised, "Old man, your hands are already shaking. If you continue to be strong, you will be irresponsible to your body and the injured. Go and rest."

Gordon realized that his hands were shaking uncontrollably, and it was difficult for him to even hold the medicine bottle. (End of this chapter)