Chapter 37 - Chapter 37

"Good grief... take him away and bring in the next one," Luo Qi shook his head, "With these medical conditions, even if you save him, he'll probably have to eat antibiotics like rice."

"What a piece of junk! Everything here should have been thrown into the garbage dump long ago!" Lucy continued with the CPR without giving up, cursing as she went.

"Heart rate 29 bpm, blood pressure 50/92 mmHg, body temperature 31℃."

Moer yawned.

Small scene.

In the days of military technology, they had fought all kinds of battles and were already used to strange occurrences.

"I'll take care of the bleeding; you give him a unit of synthetic blood," Dr. Lucy ordered without any politeness.

"Me???" Luo Qi pointed at himself, "I've never learned how to do that."

"Hurry up! It's on the table! The first one from the left!" The doctor gestured repeatedly with her eyes, her hands never stopping.

Luo Qi turned his head, seeing a bunch of tables, messy decorations, and dim lighting.

Damn it! Where to find it?

This wasn't a game; quest items weren't highlighted.

With these medical conditions, no wonder the mortality rate was so high, even with a cybernetic doctor around.

"Hmm."

Moer reached out a hand and poked Luo Qi's shoulder.

It was a syringe of synthetic blood with an air-powered injector.

Luo Qi looked at her, suppressing the urge to pat her head, turned around, aimed the needle at the patient's chest, and forcefully injected the blood.

"Don't get it on my hands," Lucy complained about his novice operation, then shook her wrist tiredly, "Phew, OK, let's wait a bit, wait for him to stabilize."

She stood with her hands on her hips, obviously exhausted.

She lowered her head and took a few steps, catching her breath.

"Why are you saving him? Just like him, we killed seven or eight of them outside the door earlier," Luo Qi asked puzzledly.

This was the crazy Maelstrom gang, wasn't this helping the tyrant?

"I'm a doctor," Lucy replied without hesitation.

"The people he killed, you probably can't save in a lifetime," Luo Qi pointed at the severely injured man, "By saving him, you're harming even more people."

"This is an operating room, not a courtroom," she was very firm, looking at the data on the monitor, "Heart rate 52, blood pressure 58 over 114, body temperature 32 degrees... Good, looks like he's out of danger. Now he just needs to rest properly."

"Thank you, let's go."

Luo Qi hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping.

The surgical Lucy and the normal Lucy seemed to have completely different temperaments.

He looked at the weak guy and then at Lucy's dirty, butcher-like medical apron, and suddenly understood something.

Maybe this is what a doctor is, a doctor with a conscience and a bottom line.

What a bunch of silly people, reminding him of a silly chef in a place called Baratie.

There were no criminals here, only patients.

He turned his head and saw Moer standing there, her eyes filled with waves of emotion.

A bit of bright sunlight seemed to shine into that dark and damp operating room through the windows of her soul.

"See, there are still good people in this world."

Luo Qi's nose tingled, and he smiled gently, rubbing her head.

Only with a heart like this can one become a good doctor.

Moer had the most say on this matter.

Lucy's blue surgical cap shone brilliantly under the shadowless light, as if filled with a sacred radiance.

Kind-hearted souls were not found everywhere, but they were like stars illuminating the dark night.

This was also the Night City.

"Originally, I planned to kill him after you left, but now..."

Luo Qi looked back.

"I don't know if it's right or wrong to do this, but at least for your sake, he's alive now."

"It's my honor."

Lucy shook her head and took one last look at the place where she had been forced to work and had saved many lives before finally leaving.

Back on the streets, the warmth of the sun chased away the chill on their skin. Luo Qi and Moer stood on the sidewalk, waiting for Regina's vehicle to pick up Lucy.

A few minutes later, a common Hera car drove up, the doctor got in, and it slowly disappeared around the street corner.

The wind gradually blew across the street, lifting Luo Qi's clothes.

Turning his head, Moer was very close, with her eyes slightly lowered, looking downcast.

He had never seen her like this before.

"Shoulder for you to lean on."

Moer's ears twitched, but she didn't reply.

Luo Qi sighed and shifted his gaze back to Delamain waiting on the opposite side, calmly wiping his katana.

Finally, a soft yet resilient body leaned in, holding onto his arm with an unreasonable strength.

The force against his back clearly said, "Don't turn around."

She couldn't remember the last time she felt this secure.

Family, home - those words buried in the sands of time were becoming strange.

But now, they were gradually becoming clear again.

You weren't so vulnerable when you killed someone with a single punch just now, young lady.

He didn't dislike this kind of intimacy; on the contrary, he even liked it a bit.

It was just unknown whether it would be embarrassing if seen by acquaintances—

Two ruthless people who fought their way out of the Azure Tower also had such tender moments.

Luo Qi's face also felt slightly warm; he smiled warmly, feeling Moer silently pinch him twice.

This feeling... wasn't bad.

"Hey, Lucky, I've already got some leads on Evelyn."

Picking up the phone, it was V.

Jack, who had been waiting in the channel for a long time, also said, "Yeah, it's just you, chici (brother), Japan Street's super skyscraper H8."

"What's the matter?"

Luo Qi wasn't pretending to be clueless; at this point, he genuinely had no idea what was going on.

"I went to Lizzie's Bar to ask Judy; she can't get in touch with Evelyn either. The messages we sent before have gone unanswered. We plan to go to Cloud Summit in H8 to check."

During the separate time, V had gone to the Moxes' Golden Cavern, Lizzie's Bar, and met with Judy, who knew their trip would most likely fail and was now quite angry.

"Cloud Summit," Luo Qi muttered.

What place in Night City is known for trouble?

A place like Cloud Summit Club, which sells human desires, can be considered one.

As for its nature...

A sex doll club.

Don't understand? Open the PDA; there's everything on the internet. Open Cloud Summit's official website, and the 18+ content is blatantly displayed without any cover-up.

[Taking your girl to a brothel? You're pretty good at this.]

Johnny chuckled as he looked at the PDA page.

[You better shut up.]

Luo Qi put him back in his pocket.

He wanted to leave Moer outside, but seeing her now bound to him, if he went alone, it would seem like he was hiding something and planning to do something bad.

Westbrook's Japan Street and Watson's Kabuki District face each other across the river.

The layout of the super skyscrapers is generally similar. Even when Luo Qi stood at the base of the building, there was an overwhelming sense of familiarity.

The same dirtiness, the same hustle and bustle.

"I saw some Tiger Claw gang members downstairs; it seems like this is their territory?" Luo Qi greeted V and Jack.

"Arasaka and the Tiger Claws are in cahoots, so it's not surprising that they can reach here." V opened the elevator and walked in.

[All companies are dirty, but the streets are not just dirty, but filthy.]Luo Qi connected to the communication channel with his PDA, so Johnny could also freely join in, [That's why companies leave these areas to the gangs. The suits can't be ruined, right? Surprising, huh?]

"I didn't expect you to talk like this," Luo Qi rolled his eyes.

It's just that V and Jack's expressions were a bit unnatural, constantly glancing at Moer hiding behind him.

"Hey... I mean, Lucky..." Jack couldn't help it; he secretly pulled Luo Qi aside and whispered, "How did you change your girl again? Where's Moer?"

"... This is her."

Luo Qi said quickly without any expression and then naturally stood back beside Moer.

He watched as Jack's eyes widened like hammers, looking at this "unfamiliar beauty" with the same shocked expression as if he saw God dancing to a new island.

Is this... the same person?!

?Hostia puta! (Damn!)

Am I blind, or is Lucky this bastard fooling me!?