This arm, More than a million

Just as Lao Yao was shocked, Liu Yuan pushed the door open and walked in.

The little nurse glanced at the damaged hospital bed, wrote a few words in her workbook, and said to Lao Yao, "Damaged beds need compensation, half damage is 500, full damage is 1,200."

Lao Yao nodded his head like pounding garlic: "I'll pay, I'll pay!"

Liu Yuan put a file on Lao Yao's bedside table, "This is your bill and bio-prosthetic user manual, take a look, ask me if you have any questions, and you can be discharged after paying the balance if there are no issues."

Lao Yao looked at the bio-prosthetic user manual first to understand the specific changes to his current body, then looked at the bill.

Vampire bat gene + biological cell module: 2,600,000/set.

Infectious prosthetic limb - arm (including hand): 1,450,000/each.

Display/hide controllable modification of biological prosthetic features: 200,000/time.

Vampire bat dental surgery: 120,000/time.

Vampire bat bio-prosthetic teeth: 150,000/tooth, four teeth, total 600,000.

Doctor's surgical service fee: 3,000/time.

Circumcision (laser, full anesthesia painless): 1,200, free gift, not included in total bill.

Ward fee (regular ward): 500/night, free gift, not included in total bill.

Total: 4,973,000.

Lao Yao's budget was 5 million, but Lu Yuan did not pull Lao Yao's budget to the max like other unscrupulous medical institutions. Instead, he left Lao Yao with 7,000.

Although 7,000 was not much, it was enough to bring Lao Yao to tears.

Because in his decades of life, whenever he went to hospitals and clinics, the bill always exceeded the budget. This was the first time in history his budget was not used up.

Moreover, what he got was an especially expensive parahuman surgery.

Seeing the 1.45 million price tag on the prosthetic limb, Lao Yao asked Liu Yuan in disbelief: "Nurse, this arm, more than a million?"

Liu Yuan nodded, "Yes, it may be a bit expensive, but there's no way around it. This kind of bio-prosthetic needs complicated storage to ensure cell viability."

"Also, unlike mechanical prosthetics that Dr. Lu can make himself, he only has a limited number of these bio-prosthetics. Once a set is used up, Dr. Lu has to personally go to secret realms or contaminated areas to catch various infectees and aberrants before there will be new prosthetics available."

Lao Yao did not know what to say for a moment. It wasn't that he felt the arm was too expensive at 1.45 million. This was clearly too cheap!

1.45 million, if used to buy a mechanical prosthetic, might seem a bit lavish, but for a bio-prosthetic, especially one with special abilities, it was simply too affordable!

Immediately, Lao Yao's professional habits acted up again, and he probed, "Nurse, did Dr. Lu open this clinic to make money?"

Liu Yuan: "Of course not. Our boss does not lack money. He opened this clinic purely for his own interest and hobby."

Suddenly, Lao Yao's impression of Lu Yuan grew taller in his mind.

Recalling his previous misunderstanding about Lu Yuan and the beautiful nurse before him, he paid the remaining 2.5 million balance from his phone without another word. He even paid an extra 2 million.

Seeing the payment received prompt on the IPD, Liu Yuan gave Lao Yao final instructions before he left: "Dr. Lu believes every customer who comes to him is a blessing. So he does not want information about him to be deliberately spread. "

"Even more, he does not want anyone profiting from his information."

Hearing this, Lao Yao patted his chest solemnly and nodded.

...

That night, 10pm, Xifu City.

As the largest city in the X-27 Region, Xifu City was even livelier at night.

From south to north, east to west, almost all the taverns, nightclubs, and arenas across Xifu City were packed. People who had just gotten off work were enjoying the little time each day that belonged to themselves.

South of the city, a noodle shop in an obscure alley.

Xiao Wu came to this noodle shop two hours ago. He had already eaten three bowls of noodles.

The young waitress in the shop had glanced at Xiao Wu several times. Customers in the shop came and went, but only Xiao Wu's table had not changed occupants.

"Boss, one more bowl of beef noodles."

After finishing the third bowl of beef noodles cleanly, Xiao Wu asked the boss for a fourth bowl.

"Got it! Please wait!"

"Table four, add one bowl of beef noodles!"

The slightly stout noodle shop boss behind the counter called out, and the kitchen behind him became busy again.

Soon, before the new noodles were served, another person entered the shop.

This person was completely hidden in a large black windbreaker, and wore a black glove on his right hand.

He looked around the shop and finally sat down across from Xiao Wu at table four.

Xiao Wu looked up, his icy eyes releasing a chill that deterred others from approaching. "There are other empty tables here."

The person pulled at his collar and said lightly, "The person you're waiting for won't come today."

Xiao Wu's eyelids twitched slightly. He sniffed lightly and his expression changed slightly. "You just had surgery today?! And it was done by Dr. Lu?!"

"Cough, cough..."

The person coughed lightly and said, "Lower your voice. Do you think Dr. Lu wants you to openly discuss him in public like this?"

Xiao Wu restrained his expression and asked, "What do you want with me?"

Just then, the waitress brought over a steaming bowl of beef noodles and set it on the table. "Beef noodles!"

The person directly pulled the noodle bowl in front of himself, picked up chopsticks and started eating.

After a few mouthfuls, he finally spoke. "I know what your plan is. I have a better plan that I think you'll be interested in."

"Let's hear it."

"Phew—"

The person breathed out a puff of hot air. As he shoveled noodles from the bowl, he said, "If I guess right, after succeeding with your plan this time, you want to become a hitman, right?"

Xiao Wu touched his waist. His expression unchanged, he asked seemingly casually, "Who told you that?"

"Slurp—"

The person drank a mouthful of noodle soup and smacked his lips. "Found out myself. Lao Yao, heard of this name?"

A hint of abnormality flashed through Xiao Wu's eyes. He asked lightly, "You're Lao Yao? Aren't you in Xiyang City? How did you get to Xifu City?"

The person eating noodles across from Xiao Wu was precisely Lao Yao, who had just left Lu Yuan's clinic at noon. He shoveled another mouthful of noodles and said, "I came to find you."

"Slurp—"

Lao Yao took a big gulp of noodle soup, set down the bowl, and looked at Xiao Wu. Slowly, he said, "You be the hitman, I'll handle intelligence. How about we partner up?"