Comprehensive network wizard, magic emperor.

Chapter 170: The remnant condenses and the relic is born

The lighthouse keeper installs prosthetic limbs not with magic but with a scalpel and needle and thread.

With several successful surgical experiences, Lin Bo has a basic understanding of the installation of prosthetic limbs, the suturing and connection of neurons, and the key points and difficulties in various details.

Using surface endoscopic techniques, they explored the anatomy surrounding the damaged area, dissected the skin and flesh, extracted the nerves, and then adhered the metal hyphae to them. These steps were not difficult. After all, they had a highly effective hemostatic gel that disinfected and sterilized the wound, preventing microorganisms from entering the wound, quickly stopping bleeding and creating a relatively good surgical field.

However, each patient has different body shapes and the shapes of wounds are also different. Therefore, the shape of the prosthesis needs to be modified on the spot. If it is too long, it needs to be cut, and if it is too short, it needs to be supplemented to ensure that it is as beautiful and practical as possible.

As a designer of human prosthetic limbs, Lin Bo takes a look at the patient's disabled part and then comes up with an improvement plan.

In fact, in order to ensure the maximum function of the prosthesis, it is best to modify the patient's wound and remove some crooked and damaged bones and flesh, but this will make the operation too painful.

The original intention of prosthetic limbs is to save the lives of these marginalized groups in society, and greater disabilities should not be created in order to compensate for them.

To promote this technology, surgeons and mechanics need to cooperate with each other, just like dentists find factories to customize porcelain teeth.

Lin Bo intended to disseminate prosthetic technology through channels such as pharmaceutical companies and mechanical workshops. He didn't plan to apply for a patent, but rather to publish his design drawings and exhibit the initial prototype of the mechanical prosthesis. This would be accessible not only to the Kening Empire but also to all nations on the Fertile Continent. Anyone willing to learn would be welcome to do so.

However, the most core metal bacteria species cannot be spread. Although it is already a second-generation species, it still has strong vitality and mutability. If it is not handled properly, the [Botanical Garden] copy will serve as a lesson.

The mycelium must first be differentiated into neurons before it can be marketed as a commodity. These metal neurons are one of the pharmaceutical company's main products. In the future, other mechanics who have learned prosthetic technology will also have to purchase from the company.

Lin Bo picked up the hand of the worker in front of him. His four fingers were cut off by the machine. The slanted blade caused the broken fingers to be of different lengths.

After determining the dimensions, Lin Bo asked the patient to wait while he went up to the third floor of the lighthouse and modified the prosthetic parameters on the spot using the Life Control Technique. After a short while, he returned downstairs to install the modified four-section metal finger.

"Night watchman, you are so awesome! How much does this cost?" The young worker pouts, his eyes wet. He cherishes this prosthetic hand very much and strokes it gently, but his tone is difficult, and it is obvious that he does not have much savings.

"Cifu Pharmaceutical Company has already paid for the residents of Shita Town." Lin Bo waved his hand, and Tiewei rang the bell.

The young worker was obviously stunned and hesitated for a long time until the next patient and his family came in. He stood up in a daze, unable to utter a word, and staggered away.

"Night watchman." The boy sitting at the table was about ten years old. He greeted him in a soft voice, with his right hand hidden in his coat pocket. He always hunched his back and shoulders, not daring to look at anyone, but just looking at the table and the floor.

His parents were beside him, taking the child's hand from his pocket and handing it to the doctor.

Lin Bo took out a herbal pill and gave it to the patient. The sweet taste made the child raise his mouth and head. He glanced at the doctor shyly, and then became dejected again.

"Night watchman, please take care of it. It's okay if it can't be cured." "How much is this artificial hand?"

Lin Bo answered briefly, then pinched the child's thin, calloused hand.

For patients who are still in the developmental stage, future changes in body shape need to be taken into consideration. After all, prosthetic limbs will not grow with the body, so replaceability is particularly important.

He took this problem into consideration at the beginning of the design, so the metal neurons and the mechanical structure of the prosthesis can be disassembled. When the patient replaces the prosthesis, the mechanical part can be removed, leaving only a string of neurons like tree roots, and then the new body and neurons can be assembled together.

When performing surgery on the child, Lin Bo first used acupuncture to seal several acupuncture points to create a slight paralyzing effect. He then gave him a bowl of weak anesthetic decoction to confirm that the patient would not feel too much pain and that the nerve cells were still active before starting the operation.

The child continued to cry out in pain, his muscles tensed, but he didn't pull his arm away.

Outside the operating room, his mother shouted to comfort him, but his father scolded him for being spineless and told him to grit his teeth. The two of them started arguing with each other again.

Lin Bo operated quickly, exposing the nerve bundle in the surgical field with a needle poke, then immediately spliced ​​the metal neurons together and applied a little gel to accelerate cell fusion.

The young patient stiffened his neck to suppress his crying, his cheeks flushed red and purple.

Lin Bo looked at him and whispered, "(Expletive) I command you to find peace."

The air convulsed under the sorcerer's incantation, transforming into a cool breeze that swept through. The operating room lights flickered for a moment, and the patient's young face, now free of pain, gazed at the doctor with bright, teary eyes. Lin Bo sutured the wound with absorbable sutures containing high-performance hemostatic gel, ensuring a very rapid healing process, preventing the wound from reopening even with simple movements.

"Night Watchman, you are the Miracle Worker, right?"

Lin Bo smiled and said, "Keep it a secret for me."

"Hmm!" The child put his hand to his mouth and made a zippering motion.

"Good boy, come and try out your new palms."

When the patient walked out of the operating room, the boy's father knelt down and picked up the metal prosthesis, carefully examining it, feeling the strength of his grip, and then hugged him tightly. His mother covered her mouth and nose, saying nothing.

Lin Bo informed the guest of the precautions to be taken after the operation and prescribed a set of nourishing herbal medicines. Then he waved goodbye to the guest.

When the boy went to school that afternoon, all the other children came to watch. The teachers just watched with smiles on their faces and did nothing to stop him. The entire town of Shita gathered around the first group of patients to receive prosthetic limbs, marveling and discussing the results.

noon.

A group of women carrying baskets walked through the courtyard to the lighthouse. When they lifted the cloth cover, a rich aroma of wheat, seafood, oil and caramel blew out.

"Night watchman, you certainly don't have time to cook for yourself. Come and try our cooking." The old woman Wei Li said, and they took out soft white bread, seafood chowder cream soup, clay pot whale meat, condensed milk coffee, white sauce mashed potato salad, thumb cranberry cookies... from the basket... The kitchen table was full of food.

Lin Bo had been treating tourists and disabled patients all morning, and Iron Guard was also busy. Now a good meal was delivered to his door.

"I can't finish all this by myself."

At his request, the women of Stone Tower Town shared the food with the visitors to the lighthouse, as if they were having a small banquet. Since there were not enough tableware, they served the food with their hands or wrapped it in cloth, and everyone got their own portion.

Lin Bo chewed bread and sipped soup behind the table, watching people thank the woman, all smiling while eating, and watching the women become shy and blush when these outsiders praised their cooking skills.

Today is the first day that the robotic prosthesis is available.

At night, the last disabled patient on the list got off work, covered in dirt and smelling of sweat and garbage. After returning to the town, he was hurriedly asked by his family to wash himself and rush to the cape with an oil lamp.

The lighthouse still welcomes visitors. Lin Bo drinks the fourth whale oil potion of the day and finishes modifying the prosthetic limb on hand.

[Skill judgment successful... [Mantra Bending - Raw] Proficiency +5.2]

Mantra Control - Life: Lv1 (1004.1/1000) Basic Mantra, reshapes the form of all things by speaking the mantra
A tree bends and straightens, and a gentleman is made of it. —Proverbs

【Upgrade requirements met】

He was not in a hurry and went downstairs to perform surgery on the patient first.

After sending off the last visitor of the day, the lighthouse became completely quiet.

Patients who had received prosthetic limbs and their families returned home in the dark night, carrying lanterns, and their warm and brilliant laughter could be heard in the wind.

Lin Bo returned to the third floor, tidied up the long table used for making prosthetic limbs, and made a brief summary of the mechanical design problems encountered today.

Checking the initial prototype of the prosthetic limb again, the moment his finger touched it, a prompt suddenly popped up on the comprehensive network information board.

[Historical reverberations detected, sacrifice relics to retrieve the space-time slice collection.]

Lin Bo couldn't help but smile as he looked at this iron lump made of magical metal.

(End of this chapter)