538 Settled

"You have one?" The unlicensed clinic's doctor was shocked and almost added another wound to Long Yuehong. Although he had already determined that these people had some background from their looks, bearing, height, and weapons and that it was best not to offend them, he didn't expect them to have a mechanical arm.

These weren't common firearms like grenade launchers or automatic rifles. It was very tightly controlled, and supplies were scarce.

Jiang Baimian glared at Shang Jianyao and stopped him from speaking. "Don't shoot your mouth. We're undergoing surgery!"

The unlicensed clinic's doctor composed himself and laughed self-deprecatingly. "Do I look like I can transplant a mechanical arm?"

He had never tried a job that required such high technology and expertise.

Bai Chen immediately said, "There's an underground workshop on Antanna Street that can transplant mechanical arms. You should know where it is."