v3 Chapter 386： Sorry (1/2)

The locator in Zhang Heng's head was programmed when it left the factory. Once the signal transmission is blocked for more than eight hours, it will automatically melt, causing irreversible damage to the wearer's cerebral cortex.

Before Zhang Heng was in the amusement park, because the signal blocking time was about to reach eight hours, he had to take off the shield in his hand for a while, and when he lay on the operating table, the distance needed to be automatically melted by the positioner. It's five hours.

And this time, in order to ensure that Sheng Tang Morgan did not know that Zhang Heng was still alive, Dr. Gu needed to complete the operation within five hours and take out the locator under the cerebral cortex for Zhang Heng.

This is still a very serious challenge for Dr. Gu, who is hailed as the first person in the Shanghai 0297 Department of Surgery.

Four hours have passed now, and Dr. Gu's back was completely soaked with sweat. The assistant on the side did not know how many times he wiped the sweat on his forehead.

Because the surgery requires a high level of concentration, Dr. Gu often couldn't even blink for a long time, which also filled his eyes with bloodshot eyes.

Not far away, Fengzi has fallen asleep by the wall. Although she was not scared by the scene of the operation, she experienced all kinds of thrilling things all night. She has reached the limit both physically and mentally. I closed my eyes before sunrise and went to sleep.

As for Miss F on the other side, there was no change. She stood like a stone statue by the door of the operating room from beginning to end. She said nothing, kept the same posture, and even made the little nurse in the operating room doubt it. She is a robot.

Finally, after four hours and thirty minutes of hard fighting, Dr. Gu manipulated the surgical robot to pull a piece of wire with a diameter of only a few tens of micrometers out of Zhang Heng's cerebral cortex.

It is such a small thing that continuously transmits the location of the cloned person to the data center. When necessary, it can locate the cloned person as soon as possible, as if it is a collar around the neck, leaving the cloned person nowhere. Runaway.

”It's really like the silk thread used by the puppeteer to manipulate the puppet in his hand.” Doctor Gu muttered as he looked at the wire under the tweezers.

Miss F's pupil narrowed a little when she saw the wire.

Then she pulled out the sabre at the waist as soon as possible and chopped the wire in the hands of the surgical robot into two ends.

”How long can the operation be over?” Miss F inserted her sword back to her waist and asked Dr Gu.

”Soon, the rest is the stitched part.”

”Then you're in trouble,” Miss F arched slightly.

Dr. Gu reciprocated, and then his eyes fell on Miss F's mechanical prosthesis. It seemed that something had come to mind. There was a faint gleam in his eyes, but he only said one sentence in the end, ”Your left hand is beautiful.”

”Thank you, doctor.”

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Forty minutes later, in Zhang Heng's ward, Miss F lit a cigarette and looked at the gray street outside the window, wondering what she wanted to write.