My own war game

Chapter 310 Outbreak
[Obtained the core information of Britain, the overall progress of the task is 3/3 completed, and the copy of the Faithless Alliance is completed]

[Short-term speed pass of the dungeon, additional reward: small item transmission]

[Teleport: Teleport items weighing no more than 500 grams from the player's main world to the dungeon. This teleport function is a one-time use and cannot be restored after use.]

The sound of system settlement rang in his ears, and He Chi woke up from the bed in the cell.

Looking around, he found that his previous "cellmate" was no longer there. Recalling the previous scene, He Chi was thoughtful. He vaguely guessed who wrote the letter.

Footsteps were heard, and Professor Caroline, who hadn't even combed her hair, ran over in a panic. When she saw He Chi for the first time, she relaxed completely.

"Oh my God, that guy actually said you disappeared out of thin air. I'm only halfway through the experiment..." Professor Caroline patted her chest and let out a sigh.

"Wait a minute, were you doing an experiment? I was locked up in here for no reason, and you were actually doing an experiment?!"

"Well, that's not important. The key is that I'm here now, right?" The female professor took out her magnetic card and swiped it across the door. The door of the temporary prison opened with a "beep".

Only then did He Chi realize that Professor Caroline had a very high authority.

The personal belongings that were previously deposited here were returned, and the female professor handed over her phone with some apology, "I'm really sorry that this happened. The test is free of charge. In addition, I owe you a favor. If you have any medical problems, I have some connections on the West Coast."

Since it was indeed an accident, He Chi didn't know what to say, so he had to put his things away and turned to walk out.

As soon as I turned on my phone, I saw a lot of text messages and missed calls.

Professor Caroline had just returned to the room and picked up the test tube again when the door of the laboratory was roughly pushed open.

He Chi rushed in, picked her up and left.

The confused professor almost thought he was being kidnapped.

"Didn't you just say you owed me a favor? Now I need it."

In full view of everyone, He Chi carried Professor Caroline out in a princess hug, threw her into the passenger seat, and started the red Mustang.

A few hours later, at the UCSF Medical Center, He Chi pulled the professor into the ward on the top floor.

Lola was lying on the bed unconscious, with Sean, who looked sad, and Lisa, who had just cried, beside her.

"Her tumor is already in a critical state. The previous dizziness and low-grade fever were all precursors to the disease." The white attending physician in his 50s said, holding a CT scan.

The situation was urgent, and He Chi directly and roughly took out his credit card. "Is there any treatment plan? Money is not a problem."

The attending physician said in embarrassment, "This is the first time I have encountered a tumor of this size. Moreover, its location is very special, surrounded by sensitive brain nerves. If we take the risk of removing it, there is a 99% chance that the patient will die on the operating table. If we are lucky, he will become an idiot."

"Is Director Molina here? I want to ask her opinion. Also, show me the patient's previous pathological materials." Professor Caroline interrupted from the side. Her decisive look was completely different from her previous lazy and sloppy image.

"Excuse me, who are you... um, okay, I'll ask Director Molina to come right away." The attending physician took the business card from the other party, his face changed, and he quickly walked out the door.

He Chi took his phone and searched for the name Molina, "and found that the top one was a surgical expert who had published several papers in The Lancet."

Then a dark-haired woman in her 40s came into the room "Honey, you brought the patient here in person? The governor's daughter is sick?"

"No, I owe someone a favor." Professor Caroline actually went up and put her hand on the female doctor's shoulder. "Don't worry about it for now, just take a look at her condition." "Okay, let me take a look." The black-haired female doctor began to examine the film in front of her, and then called up other pathological data.

The woman's expression became more and more serious, and the mood of the people around her was slowly sinking.

Follow me to the office, the black-haired female doctor walked out of the ward and opened a door.

"The situation is very serious," the female doctor said straight to the point. "I don't want to talk about too many medical terms. To put it in an analogy, this patient's tumor is like a grenade with a safety hook. Even the slightest external stimulus can directly detonate it."

"But even if it's not treated, this grenade has already reached critical point. At its growth rate, the patient will be brain dead in a month at most."

"So my suggestion is to use resuscitative drugs in combination with large doses of morphine to keep the patient awake and get through this month with minimal pain."

Lisa covered her mouth with her hands. The doctor's words just now were tantamount to sentencing Lola to death.

He Chi patted the girl's shoulder and walked forward. "Doctor, I'm not questioning you. If we remove this grenade, that is, perform surgery, what is the chance of success?"

"If I do it, it won't be more than 3%," the female doctor said, and then added bluntly, "But there's probably no one in California who can do better than me."

"Caroline's mentor and I can increase the probability to 5%. If we expand this screening to the entire world, there are about five people who can increase the success rate of the operation to 8%. Unfortunately, none of them are qualified to come here within a month. You have to know that the top medical resources are not simply a matter of money."

He Chi took a deep breath, and several gold coins disappeared into his palm.

"Ma'am, it may be a bit presumptuous to say this, but what if I give it a try?" He Chi raised one hand in the air.

"you?!"
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In the backup operating room in the basement of the hospital, He Chi put down the knife in his hand and motioned the person opposite to him to look.

The two female doctors each cast their eyes on the observation mirror
"Jesus! Unbelievable!" Molina whispered. "You cut a paragraph of the Declaration of Independence on it?!"

"I don't mean to show off, I just want to prove my ability. Do you think I can do it?" He Chi looked at the two women.

"I'm sorry, your current performance is beyond my personal ability, but in my opinion, you have the opportunity to do better than everyone else." Molina said cautiously.

“What’s the success rate?”

"Excuse me, but I'm afraid it will still not exceed 10%. After all, human capabilities have their limits. Unless you can find another guy with equal abilities to cooperate with you, the success rate may double." Molina concluded.

"A 10% probability?" He Chi pondered for a moment.

A 10% success rate is already within the range of a gamble, but...

"The limits of human capabilities... people like me..." These two sentences are repeated over and over again in the mouths of Orientals.

Then he suddenly picked up the phone and dialed a number:
"Boss, it's me, He Chi."

"Damn it! I don't want a salary!"

"I want to ask you what stage your super AI robot has reached in development?"

(End of this chapter)