Chapter 702: Heart Disease Is Also a Disease

After having a direction, things became simple.

Even so, the prison doctor still complained: "I should go learn some mechanical maintenance."

Faced with the prison doctor's complaints, the negotiation expert smiled and said: "Haha, what a good idea."

After chatting, the two separated.

The prison doctor planned to follow the advice of the negotiation expert and go to the slums.

But before going to the slums, the prison doctor had to meet the director of the Rover General Administration first.

This was the other party's request.

The prison doctor would not refuse the other party's request.

Soon, under the guidance of the service-oriented intelligent robot, the prison doctor met the director of the Rover District Police Department.

The other party looked like he was dying.

Just when the prison doctor wanted to thank the other party for giving him citizenship, he smelled the smell of the lesion.

And the director also said straight to the point: "I am one of the earliest subjects of genetic experiments."

"At that time, the genes of our experimental subjects were incomplete."

His voice did not sound as old as his appearance.

On the contrary, he felt full of energy.

However, the prison doctor could feel that the other party's vitality was like a candle in the wind, which could go out at any time.

Obviously, the other party had a lot of mechanical organs implanted in his body.

Since they were mechanical organs, it was almost impossible for them to have organ diseases.

Thinking of this, the prison doctor asked softly: "I am just a doctor. The incompleteness of genes is not something I can solve."

Since the other party wanted him to come here, it was obviously to solve his own problems.

The director shook his head gently. He did not rush to explain, but told the prison doctor a story.

"When this world was still in chaos, a powerful god descended here."

"He opened up the entire world and then set rules for this world."

"When this world was fully formed, the god built an assembly line."

"The first batch of life in this world was born on that assembly line."

"After doing all this, the god disappeared."

"Some people say that the supreme god just fell into a deep sleep."

"Some people say that he just left here, left this world he created."

"Others say that he integrated into this world and watched the development of the world as a normal person."

At this point, the director smiled at the prison doctor.

Dense wrinkles appeared on his face.

"Do you know why I tell you this story?"

The prison doctor shook his head gently and said, "I have no memory of this."

The director slowly stood up.

As he moved, a faint mechanical transmission sound rang out.

He walked quickly to the prison doctor and looked at him with a strange look.

"Because I heard that before the god created humans, he also created some powerful life forms."

The prison doctor was silent for a moment, then nodded softly and said, "So you suspect that I was created by the god, right?"

However, the director just shook his head gently.

He did not answer this question, but smiled and looked at the prison doctor and said, "My disease is caused by a genetic defect."

"In fact, as long as I want, I can make up for the defect by modifying the genes."

"But I don't want to do that."

"I am a remnant of the old era who has survived to this day."

"This big ship of the new era cannot carry us remnants of the old era."

"For remnants like us, the best ending is to die with dignity."

"But due to genetic defects, the moment our lifespan reaches the end, our bodies will collapse."

This time, the prison doctor understood what the other party said.

And he also noticed the word "we".

The prison doctor took a deep breath, then slowly squatted down until he was level with the other party, and then he said: "Is there anything I can do to help you?"

The director smiled and nodded: "I hope that with your medical skills, I can die with dignity."

The prison doctor shook his head slightly and said: "I am a doctor, my job is to cure diseases, not to take other people's lives."

At this time, the director smiled and said: "Mental illness is also a kind of disease."

"Psychologists are also doctors."

"Physical illness will cause physical pain to patients, and psychological illness will cause spiritual pain to patients."

"Solving the pain of patients, whether physical or spiritual, isn't this the job of you doctors?"

At this moment, the prison doctor was silent.

The director did not mean to urge the other party, but continued: "We are not like those new humans with perfect genes."

"People of my era are almost all buried."

"For the development of the times, we volunteered to become experimental subjects of genetic experiments."

"Since the times have developed, it is time for us to die."

"To be honest, I don't want to take these mechanical bodies into the crematorium."

"In that case, my ashes will be mixed with dissolved metal residues."

"I will regret it."

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The warden, who watched the whole process from a God's perspective, asked a question: "Is this the disease you are talking about?"

The doctor shook his head and said calmly: "This is his own choice."

"He does have some diseases, and the prison doctor is able to cure him."

"As for what he said was caused by a genetic defect, that's just a lie."

The warden groaned and said, "So, the current situation is no longer under your control?"

The doctor did not answer this question, but looked at his teacher and said in a deep voice, "So, can psychological illness be considered a disease?"

The warden thought about this question for a long time.

The prison doctor also thought about it for a long time.

Finally, the warden sighed and said, "Maybe."

"Just like what the director said, this mental illness has caused him trouble and made him feel painful."

"I can understand his thoughts."

"It's just that I'm not as lucky as him."

When he said the last sentence, the warden's tone became sad.

After a long period of thinking, the prison doctor nodded gently to the director.

"Sir, you are right."

"Solving the pain of patients is also one of the doctors' jobs."

Hearing the prison doctor's answer, the director smiled happily.

He returned to his desk, took out his already written resignation letter from the drawer and placed it on the table.

He reached out and gently smoothed out the non-existent wrinkles on the document.

After a long time, he took his official seal and stamped a bright red seal on his resignation document.