Justin was still desperate. If it weren't for the anesthetic, he might have struggled wildly now. At this moment, the reply from a calm doctor made him calm again.

"Things are not as bad as you said. Turn on the second machine next to me and prepare for debugging. Get the first injection in five minutes."

Then there was a compact, rhythmic mechanical sound, which made Justin very scared and nervous, but also full of hope. Even he himself didn't know where he got the strength. At this moment, he suddenly asked.

"Doctor, doctor! Is my eyes still helpful?"

Imagine what kind of reaction would you react if a patient who you thought was completely anesthetized and should have been lying on the bed like a piece of hard frozen meat suddenly sat up next to you. I'm afraid you don't have that courage and can't stand such fright.

As a young bird, neither the attending doctor nor his deputy were a brave person. Among them, the deputy was particularly prominent. He shouted "Mama Mia", and his voice was so loud that it was almost comparable to a soprano. This not only scared the attending doctor around him, but also scared Justin.

Looking at the patient who was almost rolling down from the hospital bed, the attending doctor slapped his deputy hard, causing him to close his mouth. Then he held Justin and asked him with a tense face.

"Did you not get anesthesia? Why can you sit up? Hell, do you know how dangerous this is? If you still have consciousness, the surgery can't continue."

"I'm sorry, doctor. I'm really sorry!" Justin didn't understand the situation at all, so he could only apologize. Feeling the sound of the two doctors' breathing that had gradually calmed down, he immediately couldn't help but whisper the question he wanted to know most now. "Doctor, is there really any help in my eyes?"

"Didn't you listen to what we said before? Of course it's saved. So if you don't give me a message, you'll lie down quickly."

The shocked doctor was a little verbally irresistible, but Justin had no intention of calculating this with him. He just lay down obediently and said anxiously.

"But didn't you say that my eyes have been completely finished. Even if I change one, it would be useless?"

"We are right, but this is just taking existing technology as an example. You should know that we are a foreign-funded hospital and have the most advanced medical technology from abroad. Your problem is not a problem for our nanoneurons. So, just be at ease, and we promise to give you a pair of eyes that can see the light."

He patted Justin on the shoulder and the attending doctor gave him another tranquilizer. This time, Justin could not continue to keep his conscious mind. He only felt that his consciousness disappeared into his body. Then he was in a daze, as if he had entered a world that could not be described.

It was a dark world, and he could not see his five fingers even if he reached out. But he was in such a world, but he couldn't even feel his own body. It was as if his body had been swallowed up by this dark space. All he could do was float in this endless darkness, floating endlessly until a beam of light suddenly appeared in front of him.

You can't imagine how long a person in the dark desires the light to shine. Almost the moment he sees this light, Justin pursues the light desperately. However, when he sees the light with his own eyes, he suddenly becomes scared and sweats.

He originally thought it would be an angel or something else. But when he approached his body, he realized that it was a huge mechanical arm that emitted light. It was exquisite, clever, and full of that cold mechanical temperament. It made people feel its complexity and specialness at a glance. However, as a human being, Justin really could not have any degree of favor for this kind of thing.

He subconsciously wanted to stay away from this strange thing, but the next moment, the huge robotic arm was already waving and rushed towards him.

He could not dodge any way, and he could not have any ability or space to dodge. So as his body was about to be caught by this huge robotic arm, Justin could only scream desperately with a loud voice.

"Help!" A scream suddenly came from my ears. The doctor who was still packing medical devices in his hand was immediately scared to throw away everything in his hand. There were many dangerous things like scalpels, and what was even more dangerous was that these things that were thrown out were almost inserted into Justin's body.

This scared both of them, and the doctor even started to scream at Justin after he came to his senses.

"Are you sick? You wake up when you wake up. What are you calling?"

"Knife, knife, knife!" Justin, with a pale face, pointed hard at the scalpel inserted beside his face. He was asking the doctor for help in this way. Seeing his reaction, the doctor said to him angrily while cleaning up the dangerous goods beside him.

"It seems that your eyes are recovering well? Since that's the case, don't stay here anymore. Get out of here quickly. Am I still waiting to treat the next patient?"

For the doctor, Justin is really a patient who is not popular at all. He suspects that if he spends two more days with this guy, he will be scared of a heart attack. Fortunately, his treatment has ended, so he will soon not have to see this guy again. It's so gratifying, gratifying.

However, this is just the doctor's personal opinion. For Justin, the doctor was the benefactor who brought him a new life. He was so grateful to the doctor that he immediately held the doctor's hand and said to him in a tone that he couldn't even speak completely.

"Thank you, thank you. It's so... Thank you so much. Doctor, you gave me light again, no! What you gave me is a second life. Thank you, thank you so much!"

As if he had seen such a tone, the doctor acted calmly. He pushed Justin's hand away indifferently and said to him seriously.

"No need to thank me. If you want to thank me, thank you for the new technology of nanoneurons. If it weren't for this nanomedical device, you would have to wait until a century later if you want to see the light again."

"Thank you, thank you!" Justin could only repeat the words of thanks to express his gratitude. At this time, the medical staff happened to send Justin's clothes.

It was the only perfect set of clothes that Justin had, but in the eyes of the doctor, this set of clothes was really worn out. It was just like the old clothes he threw away when he made community donations. Through this, he also judged Justin's current situation.

I'm afraid it's very difficult. Although I don't like this guy who has brought him an exciting experience several times, I think of the purpose that is often mentioned during company training. The doctor really can't see this guy who finally got a newborn so pitiful.

So he coughed twice, and then asked unnaturally.

"Mr. Bieber?"

"Yes, Doctor. I'm Justin Bieber. Is there any problem?"

"Do you know about the kind of rescue projects that our company provides?" the doctor asked. When he heard his culture, Justin was stunned for a moment, and then replied with a sad expression.

"Sorry, doctor. Although I'm bankrupt, I still have a little self-esteem. I can't beg everywhere like a beggar. Even if I was once a blind man, I wouldn't do such things."

"Is that?" Rubbing his head with some headaches, the doctor took out a cigarette and lit it for himself. Then he said to him while he was sucking clouds and fog. "I understand your self-esteem. But have you ever thought about such a problem? Although this operation is free, in order to ensure that your eyes are not problematic, you will have to go to the hospital for regular check-ups in the next two or three years. That is all for money. As a bankrupt, your credit has fallen below the bottom line. There will be no banks and insurance companies to provide you with any financial assistance, and you can't afford the cost at all. So, why not look at our company's projects?"

"We have provided you with medical assistance, so we also believe that you have kindness and gratitude to us. This is a bridge of mutual trust, so we can trust you with confidence. It is not that difficult to speak of. It is just to provide you with a basic job. You can completely regard this as debt repayment. It is just that we need you to pay off favorable debts, not monetary debts? Do you understand what I mean?"

"Is this how?" Justin took a deep breath, then responded with a smile, "Thank you, doctor. I think I'm willing to accept your help."

"That's good! That's good. Please come with me. I've helped you contact the relevant departments. By the way, can you provide some help in life?"

In such a conversation, nanoneurons have once again completed the change of a person's life. For this suddenly rising company, Justin is not their first guest, nor is they their last guest. Helping others is a topic that never stops. Nanoneurons have absolutely no intention of stopping this behavior.

Because its purpose is to serve mankind! (To be continued...)

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