This Is What Surgery Looks Like

"Garp, do you really trust the doctors here?"

Looking at the flashing red light above the operating room, Sengoku couldn't help but feel worried.

"Although the operating room facilities of this old Western medicine clinic seem to be very advanced, the surgeons who performed the operation on Zephyr were excellent medics from the Marine Headquarters and Vegapunk's assistants."

Even doctors from the medically advanced Nation of the Drum Kingdom would find it difficult to compare with our Marine Headquarters in terms of medical technology!

"Don't worry! If there's anyone in the world who can save Zephyr, I believe it's right here."

Garp sat cross-legged on the floor of the waiting room, even putting down his favorite beef jerky.

"Sengoku, don't you feel it? Vegapunk's technology may have given Zephyr a mechanical arm, but it couldn't save his soul."

Sengoku nodded. "You're right. That's exactly why I can't understand what kind of miraculous power this Big Bird Consortium's hospital could possess."

"Then let's wait and see!"

As he spoke, Garp closed his eyes, looking enigmatic.

"Damn it, you got me again."

Sengoku shook his head.

He was about to sit down next to Garp when he suddenly heard a thunderous snoring sound.

It turns out that old scoundrel Garp had already fallen asleep, blowing snot bubbles in his nose.

In the operating room.

Are you sure you don't need anesthesia?

Dr. Dr. Mundo, holding a cleaver, asked as he sharpened it.

Zephyr was completely limp and strapped to the operating table, struggled desperately.

It has to be said that this big guy in front of me looks more like a butcher than a doctor.

In particular, Zephyr also discovered that this Director Dr. Mundo couldn't even wear a mask properly, with a large, green tongue sticking out.

Although not a medical expert, as a senior naval instructor, Zephyr had some basic knowledge of hygiene.

Bacterial infection, aseptic principle.

Is it really okay for this butcher doctor to act so recklessly?

"Don't worry, although our director looks a bit unkempt, his surgical skills are extremely high."

The intern nurse Akali, looked more normal, except for her white stockings and bodycon nurse uniform.

Akali comforted him as she prepared the medicine, saying, "The last patient had head surgery without general anesthesia. He was such a strong man. You seem even stronger than him."

"Waaaaah"

Zephyr wanted to shout at the shameless young girl in front of him, "While I am indeed very strong, I don't want to experience the pain of having my arm severed again, or rather, no one wants to undergo amputation surgery while conscious."

But Zephyr couldn't do it because the toxins had paralyzed his tongue.

"What a strong and stubborn old man!"

Dr. Dr. Mundo sharpened his scalpel. "Since he insists on not having general anesthesia, let's begin. Akali, give him a local anesthetic."

Zephyr was still desperately whimpering.

Dr. Dr. Mundo's face hardened. "You don't even want local anesthetic? That won't do! I'm a doctor who values humanity, not a devil who enjoys torturing patients."

Akali couldn't help but roll her eyes at Dr. Mundo.

It's as if it's saying, "You've got a terrible reputation in Zaun, how dare you say something like that?"

Dr. Mundo glanced back at her.

The meaning is simple. "While I may torture my patients, I probably haven't killed more people than you, this alluring female ninja."

He spent his entire life in the military, yet his belief was "never to kill." To this day, Zephyr has only killed one pirate, and he can't even imagine how many lives the doctors and nurses who operated on him have taken.

If it were according to Dr. Dr. Mundo's previous habits, he would have simply chopped it down like Zhang Fei cutting meat.

However, at Ma Qiao's repeated requests, Dr. Mundo patiently waited for Akali to disinfect the patient's area and administer local anesthetic.

Local anesthetics only work within a certain range and cannot affect the central nervous system. Therefore, Zephyr remained fully conscious throughout the entire process.

Dr. Mundo walked up to them with his sword, measured the distance with his fingers, and then slashed down.

With a click, the huge mechanical arm, along with a small section of the arm, fell to the ground.

If you look closely, the color of that small section of arm is completely different from normal skin.

That's the color caused by bacteria multiplying rapidly and causing tissue necrosis.

Zephyr witnessed the entire process.

Watching my arm fall without feeling any pain was a very strange feeling.

This inevitably reminded him of the battle five years ago.

The pirate who claimed to be Whitebeard's son also cut off his own arm with a single stroke.

But if there's any difference, Zephyr believes that while Director Dr. Mundo's strike couldn't compare to that pirate's in terms of power, its angle and technique were superior.

In fact, this was not just a simple slash, but Dr. Dr. Mundo's signature skill, Plague Cleaver.

The Plague Cleaver, despite bearing the word "plague" in its name, can actually be used to save lives with a little modification.

Dr. Mundo precisely severed Zephyr's necrotic arm, and blood flowed from the severed end.

Akali quickly stepped forward to stop the bleeding.

At the same time, Shen took a small box with a sun symbol drawn on it.

Needless to say, this contains the precious Nika Cells.

Anyone with some medical knowledge knows that, in a sense, the heaviest animal on Earth is probably not the blue whale, but a human named HeLa.

She was just an ordinary Black woman during her lifetime.

But after she died of cancer, her cancer cells were used by medical researchers for experiments, and were cultured in cell beads.

Seventy years later, the total weight of all HeLa cell beads in the world exceeded fifty million tons.

Similarly, the record for the heaviest Sea King in the One Sea Kings world could very well be broken due to the cultivation of Nika Cells.

Shen removed the Nika Cells from the box and transplanted them into Zephyr's severed arm.

Something amazing happened.

These granulation-like clusters of cells began to absorb nutrients and divide and reproduce.

Soon, a brand new arm appeared.

"What... what is this?"

Zephyr cried out in surprise, not even realizing that he could speak again because the toxins in his body had been easily eliminated by the highly active Nika Cells.

"Focus, sir."

He cautioned, "Balance exists between all things."

You must focus your attention, suppress and balance the power of these foreign cells.

Otherwise, he will devour your body!

"What!"

Zephyr was taken aback upon hearing this. He immediately discovered that he was indeed feeling a tangible attraction coming from his right arm, as if it were trying to draw all the energy in his body to it.

The two sides were like they were engaged in a tug-of-war.

Logically speaking, the Nika Cells that Heimerdinger and others collected from King Luffy's teeth were still cells from when King Luffy was a rookie.

While Zephyr might be considered a bit weaker among the Admirals, he is at least a genuine Admiral in terms of strength.

He should be able to easily suppress the phagocytosis of the Nika Cells.

However, in the world of One Piece, the power of willpower is extremely crucial.

Nika Cells possessed a will as stubborn as that of the Sun God.

Zephyr, on the other hand, was just an old man in his twilight years, with little will to live.

So the tug-of-war gradually shifted in favor of Nika Cells.

"That won't do!"

Dr. Dr. Mundo quickly stepped forward and unleashed a combination attack.

First is the W skill [Heart Zapper].

Rumble-Rumble Fruit.

As a surgeon, it seems reasonable for me to perform defibrillation on a patient using only my bare hands, right?

After delivering a barrage of electric shocks to Zephyr, Dr. Mundo used his E skill, [Blunt Force Trauma], to press on the old Zephyr's broad chest.

Finally, Dr. Dr. Mundo unleashed his ultimate ability: [Maximum Dosage].

He pulled out a huge syringe as thick as his arm and inserted it into Zephyr's buttocks, frantically injecting a large amount of his own specially formulated adrenaline into Zephyr's body to stimulate his potential.

Finally, with the help of this combination of skills, Zephyr managed to suppress the backlash from the Nika Cells.

Akali tried to wrap his entire right side with bandages.

Ma Qiao watched the situation in the operating room through a screen.

Seeing Zephyr's current state, Ma Qiao felt that something was missing.

A phone call came into the operating room, instructing Akali to embed several red beads into Zephyr's fresh Nika Cells in his right arm. Ma Qiao immediately felt much more at ease.

Soon, Zephyr was bandaged up and wheeled out of the operating room.

Thud!

Garp's nasal cannon shattered.

It was made by stamping with a brush Sengoku.

"Garp, wake up! Guess what I saw?"

"Thanks to the top donor for the carnival, love you--huh?"

Garp rubbed his eyes and woke up groggily.

His eyes immediately popped out. "Am I dreaming? Has Zephyr's arm grown back? Or did Scarf Kid make him a miniature prosthetic arm?"

"It doesn't feel mechanical. Although it's wrapped in gauze, I can feel that this arm is truly alive."

Sengoku looked at Zephyr, who had fallen into a coma due to overexertion from the tug-of-war with the Nika Cells, and assumed that he was still under anesthesia and had not yet woken up.

However, besides surprise, Sengoku's face was now filled with a serious expression. "Garp, could this hospital be involved in the sale of human organs?"

Organ trafficking is not common in the first half of the Grand Line, but it happens frequently in places like Dressrosa.

If such a crime were to occur in broad daylight, even if it were used to heal Zephyr, it would be absolutely unforgivable.

No, it wasn't someone else's arm.

At this moment, Zephyr slowly woke up. "But he is indeed alive... The technology at this hospital is truly..."

After thinking for a long time, Zephyr still couldn't find the right words to describe it. "It's really hard to put into words... In short, this is what surgery should be like, not those cumbersome mechanical designs from before..."

Garp, thank you for the recommendation!

"Dean Ma Qiao, this Admiral's skills are really weak."

Inside the dean's office, Dr. Dr. Mundo kept complaining to Ma Qiao.

This was his first time undergoing a Nika Cells transplant.

Although Nika Cells are essentially a product of Piltover technology, it must be said that the way they look when actually applied to the human body is something Dr. Dr. Mundo is extremely satisfied with.

Especially after the red beads were implanted in the Nika Cells arm, the beauty was simply breathtaking.

"Praise be to you, my master. Your aesthetic sense is a thousand years ahead of this world. However, according to my estimation, that Admiral can only maintain this arm for a few years before he suffers a backlash."

Dr. Mundo's first aid techniques only treat the symptoms, not the root cause.

As long as Zephyr remains depressed, it's only a matter of time before he's devoured by the Nika Cells.

"I see."

Ma Qiao nodded. "Go and arrange the other two old men's physical therapy and health care first. They are important figures who can influence the growth of the conglomerate, so make sure they are well taken care of."

Ma Qiao ordered Dr. Mundo to be sent away.

Then he made a phone call.

Nami's sweet and excited voice soon came from the other end of the phone.

"Joe, these old men are really rich! Guess how much they paid for their healthcare?"

"Of course I know that older people have money, otherwise why would online scammers always target them?"

"What kind of scam?"

Nami said with displeasure, "I'm not the Cat Burglar I used to be. Now please call me the Chief Financial Officer of Big Bird Medical Services."

"Alright, alright, my esteemed director, whatever the amount of medical fees received, please send it to me immediately. I need it urgently."

"Oh well!"

Nami's cheerful voice came from the other end of the phone.

This stunned Ma Qiao: "Aren't you a money-grubber? Why do you always agree so readily when I ask you for money?"

Magio clearly remembers that in the original work, every time Luffy, Zoro, and the others asked Nami for money, they were either beaten up or forced to pay exorbitant interest rates, making it even harder than defeating a Yonko.

"What are you talking about? This is money you earned, isn't it only right that it be handed over to you?"

"Besides, you're not the type to squander money. If I give you the money, you'll quickly earn even more. I'm just enjoying the process of counting the money."

Ma Qiao was so moved he cried.

What a lovely girl.

It turns out she was forced into becoming a miser by the wicked King Luffy and Liu Zoro.

That's true. If two such clowns asked him for money, Ma Qiao would never give them a second thought.

Soon, Nami arrived at the office carrying a briefcase.

This was because the Marine Headquarters was using public funds for a health retreat, and the Navy's outdated and inefficient reimbursement system did not support online payments.

Therefore, all payments during the Sengoku period were made in cash.

Nami had already counted it for Ma Qiao; it was exactly 30 million Beli, no more, no less.

Ma Qiao smiled and nodded.

The money comes from the people anyway, so now that we have this money, let's just use it to launch that plan specifically for Brother Zephyr.

Project: Freedom, please join!