351: Do you think people at the bottom have it easy?

Tian Ming understood Chen Fei's hint and the predicament he faced. That chief surgeon was quite bold; anyone not stupid could understand such a hint.

The chief surgeon wouldn't dare openly demand points, he knew he'd be investigated, but if he asked for items, he could evade the system's tracking.

"When you encounter such a thing, why don't you go to the Comprehensive Management Department and write an anonymous letter to report it?" Tian Ming asked.

Chen Fei's face showed a bitter smile: "Report? That chief surgeon would definitely know it was me. I'm lying on the operating table, at his mercy. I have no family left, even if I die on the operating table, no one will stand up for me. How dare I go after that chief surgeon? It's just a refrigerator, the base has a factory that produces them, they cost 8000 points, I can grit my teeth and afford it."

Tian Ming sighed slightly, he didn't know what to say. Some things, to him, were nothing, but to someone like Chen Fei, who was at the bottom of the base, it was almost a dead end, and he could only passively accept it.

Tian Ming summoned Number One, looked at Chen Fei, and said, "I'll help you remove the tumor in your brain, and you won't need to give that chief surgeon a refrigerator. I can let you live, but you also have to pay for your past mistakes."

Chen Fei lowered his head and took a deep breath. He knew he had done something wrong and needed to bear the consequences.

"Manager Lu, can you really let me live?" Chen Fei looked up and asked, a glimmer of hope shining in his eyes.

Tian Ming smiled indifferently: "Of course I can solve it. Number One, go take the tumor out of his brain."

The Nanometer Avatar beside him nodded and walked over to Chen Fei. A part of Number One's palm transformed into nanometer particles, directly invading Chen Fei's brain through the hair follicles.

These particles were too small, and Chen Fei didn't feel any discomfort. After the nanometers entered, they quickly located the tumor.

Nanometer molecules entered the tumor cells, directly dismantling the tumor's DNA, and then, through molecular gaps, transported the tumor cell fragments directly out.

Chen Fei was aware of the entire process, but his central nervous system was restrained by Number One, preventing him from moving throughout the procedure because the transmission of neurotransmitters responsible for movement was directly restricted by Number One.

This process felt incredibly long to Chen Fei, as he couldn't move and was filled with panic, having never seen surgery performed this way. Although he knew Tian Ming's capabilities, he wasn't as trusting of Tian Ming's avatar.

The entire process of decomposing the tumor lasted nearly 30 minutes, and throughout, Chen Fei felt no pain other than panic.

Number One's hand returned to its original state and was gently removed from Chen Fei's head. Chen Fei regained control of his body, sat up, and assessed his physical condition.

His head had always been dull and aching, though not severe, he knew it was the tumor pressing on his nerves. Now he found that his headache symptoms had disappeared, and his thoughts had become clearer.

"Manager Lu, I... I feel much better." Chen Fei was incredibly agitated. This life-threatening matter had almost driven him to a dead end. But for Tian Ming, it was effortless, not even requiring him to act personally, his avatar alone could solve it.

"I am willing to plead guilty and reform well. I will provide all the information I know."

Chen Fei immediately became proactive; his greatest wish was to live, to live well, because he was still very young. As long as he was alive, there was hope for him.

"This is not a serious crime!" Tian Ming said, and a pen and a stack of paper appeared in his hand. Number One walked over and handed the pen and paper to Chen Fei.

"You recall slowly, write slowly, the more detailed the better. I will leave Number One here, and I will know everything you write. If the information you provide plays a significant role, I can consider reducing your punishment, or offsetting merits and demerits." Tian Ming said, then stood up.

Chen Fei looked at Tian Ming gratefully, took the pen and paper handed by Number One, and began to seriously recall and write down everything he knew.

Tian Ming turned and left the interrogation room, leaving Number One to observe Chen Fei's condition there. Chen Fei's state should represent the living conditions of the entire base's lower strata, especially those who were sick and couldn't receive aid; their lives must be difficult.

"Number Three, who is currently in charge of the internal medical system of the base?" Tian Ming asked as he walked.

"Reporting, Master, the primary person in charge is Xu Kunhai, and the secondary person in charge is Wu Cuiling."

"Alright, have them wait in the hospital office, I'll go find them."

Tian Ming's expression was not good. It seemed that free things were not necessarily good. After all, without competition, these people couldn't gain benefits. Precisely because they couldn't gain benefits, they were resentful and tried every means to bully ordinary civilians.

These people were truly despicable. Since he had discovered them, he must severely punish them.

Tian Ming quickly arrived at the Underground City Central Hospital. Xu Kunhai and Wu Cuiling were already waiting in the office. Seeing Tian Ming arrive, both immediately stood up.

"Boss!"

Tian Ming nodded slightly, motioning for them to sit down. Wu Cuiling saw Tian Ming's bad expression and immediately understood the purpose of his visit. The rapid expansion and development of the medical system had absorbed many medical personnel from other bases.

Wu Cuiling, as an old subordinate of Tian Ming, naturally understood that some chaos had already caught the Boss's attention. As for Xu Kunhai, he was formerly the dean of Beidu Hospital, and in terms of management ability, he was much stronger than Wu Cuiling, so Xu Kunhai was the main person in charge of the Central Hospital.

"Xu Kunhai, I ask you, for the entire base, is our medical care sufficient?" Tian Ming asked slowly.

Xu Kunhai hesitated, glanced at Wu Cuiling, and then replied: "Manager Lu, to be honest, the base's medical resources are not sufficient. Currently, the base is focused on construction, and investment in medical care has not kept up. This has led to many people with underlying conditions finding it difficult to obtain adequate medical resources."

Tian Ming nodded slightly and continued to ask: "In such a situation, if an ordinary member of the base needs medical attention, how do you arrange it?"

Xu Kunhai pondered for a moment and replied: "Generally speaking, we arrange it according to the severity of the situation. Emergency and critical cases are prioritized. If it can be treated with medication, we use medication first. As for chronic illnesses or less severe conditions, they might have to wait for a period of time."

Xu Kunhai did not know Tian Ming's intention, so he answered Tian Ming's questions in a conventional manner.