The Interstellar Queen of Scavengers-Chapter 1015: Doctor

Ji You and the other injured were urgently sent to the Space Station by Xiao Liu’s team. Ji You’s hand, Shen Changqing’s eyes, Chu Jiaojiao’s chest and abdomen... all needed treatment. Soon, the medical team on the Space Station arranged treatment plans for the three students.

The doctor adjusted his glasses and asked, "Are you sure you want to keep this hand?"

Ji You looked conflicted, "Doctor, do I... do I really have to give up this hand?"

The doctor attending to Ji You was a man who appeared to be in his 50s or 60s, though his actual age was unknown. His brows were sharp, and he wore black glasses, looking rather rigid and uninteresting. Without a hint of a smile, he replied indifferently, "All the muscles are necrotic. I suggest not keeping it. If you insist on keeping it, you can, but I can’t guarantee its functionality."

This doctor was really tactful. Ji You swallowed hard, forcibly suppressing the urge to insist on keeping the hand, "By ’not guaranteeing functionality,’ you mean the hand might not be usable?"

The male doctor said, "Yes, I’m glad your comprehension level has finally reached that of a 10-year-old."

Ji You: "..."

Ji You kept a straight face and said, "Doctor, I only have an injured hand, not a damaged brain. Please don’t use this as an opportunity for a personal attack. Thank you!"

"Oh—" the male doctor said lightly, "I thought you’d hurt your brain."

Ji You: "..."

Ji You’s fingers trembled slightly but decided to swallow her pride, watching her original hand being treated like trash on the operating table. She tugged at her hair with her remaining hand and said, "Um..."

"Um..."

"Please help me replace the hand." When Ji You said this, her face was as twisted as if she were constipated. Ji You never expected that she would one day speak of replacing a body part as casually as changing an item.

But this was a hand.

Her own hand.

A hand she brought from the womb.

A hand that had never been separated from her since birth.

And yet... it seemed so simple and casual, it was to be discarded.

Never had a moment made Ji You realize so profoundly that she existed in a future, thousands of years ahead, in an interstellar era, in a highly developed technological society where medical advancements had leaped forward.

It turned out, it wasn’t a dream. This so-called crossing, the friends, classmates, and mentors around her... even the Xiao You deep in her mind, none of it was a dream.

It is... real.

It’s reality.

Having companions to work hard with, grow with, strive together...

It’s all real.

Ji You suddenly felt happy deep down, changing a hand and all didn’t make her sad or uncomfortable anymore. Just looking at that now-useless, slightly dried-out hand, she covered her eyes and couldn’t bear to look at it anymore. She asked softly, "Um... Doctor, my hand, is it... just going to be thrown away? Or?"

Seeing that this seriously conflicted, particularly hard-to-deal-with girl had finally decided to discard her hand, the doctor, with a straight face, directly countered, "Not throw it away, do you want to take it back for a keepsake?"

Ji You: "..."

Take your own hand back as a keepsake? Place it at the bedside?

Uh...

Just the thought made Ji You shiver with a chill, she quickly shook her head, saying, "No, no, no... please throw it away for me."

The male doctor lowered his eyes and said, "Sure."

But—

Just thinking about a piece of her flesh being thrown somewhere, gradually rotting, smelling, breeding maggots...

Ugh~

Ji You shuddered violently, saying, "Doctor, please throw it far away, don’t... let me see it again."

The male doctor’s face darkened, "Sit properly."

Feeling the doctor, enveloped in a cloud, was just about to erupt, Ji You hurriedly sat down properly.

The doctor, with a dark face, extracted a few cells most suitable for cultivating an arm from Ji You. Then, without a hint of a smile, he seriously said, "Arm generation will take about three working days. Meanwhile, behave yourself and don’t use your severed hand."

He glanced at Ji You’s well-wrapped severed arm and said, "I’ll apply an isolation liquid to the cut to temporarily prevent the wound from healing. This means you’ll have to wait until your new arm is fully developed to let it merge with the severed end. So, don’t move around wildly, it’s best to always sit and stay put."

Ji You: "..."

Seeing Ji You’s face showing utter despair, the male doctor said, "The discarded hand won’t be thrown away randomly. Instead, it will be genetically pulverized in front of the patient and then disposed of collectively."

Ji You: "???"

The male doctor said calmly, "Which means, there won’t be any situation where it rots, smells, breeds maggots... as you imagined, nor will there be a situation where your genes are illegally collected for experiments."

"..." Ji You took a deep breath, "Doctor, how do you manage to say such terrifying things with such a cold expression."

"Oh—" the male doctor adjusted his glasses, "Is it terrifying? Just everyday stuff."

Ji You: "..."

Ji You quietly lamented, "Doctors are scary beings." In an era where medical technology is so advanced, with treatment instruments, repair cabins, stethoscopes... and such, capable of replacing human efforts, anyone who can still obtain a medical license and become a doctor isn’t an ordinary being.

Male doctor: "Mm?"

"No, no, no..." Ji You quickly shook her head, "I think doctors are very great, admirable, approachable... able to do things others can’t, won’t, don’t want to do, so, very great indeed."

Male doctor: "Oh—I suggest you shut up."

The next second.

A sharp pain hit, Ji You almost couldn’t hold back her cries of pain, she gasped, eyes wide, glaring at the male doctor, who remained calm, putting away the isolation liquid, said faintly, "I forgot to tell you, applying the isolation liquid has a pain level of 3."

Ji You: "..."

Teeth chattering, Ji You muttered, "Why... didn’t you say so earlier."

The male doctor expressionless said, "Whether said earlier or later, the pain level doesn’t change."

Ji You: "..."

Teeth chattering, Ji You grumbled, "Why are you scarier than Dr. Luo?" Dr. Luo often tells cold jokes that sound scary and aren’t funny at all.

The male doctor said, "You mean Luo Wei?"

"Huh?" Ji You said surprised, "You know Dr. Luo?"

Upon hearing this, the male doctor said faintly, "Oh—one of my students."

Ji You: "!!!"

Indeed, looking young doesn’t mean actually young. Especially some who look middle-aged could actually be hundreds of years old? Ji You took a deep breath and said, "So Dr. Luo is your student, no wonder." Just as scary indeed.