Chapter 330 Clone Wars
Lucas studied her resolute profile, then suddenly bent to press a kiss to her forehead. “Remember our promise.” His voice was low, solemn like an oath. “No matter what happens, you’re never to act alone.”
On the day of the free clinic, at Stonebridge Children’s Hospital, seven o’clock in the morning, the plaza was already packed to bursting. Drones hovered overhead, streaming the event live across every major platform. Suddenly, the crowd erupted with gasps-
Three magnetic-levitation medical vehicles bearing the Peak Corp insignia descended slowly; their doors opened like wings. Twelve figures in white medical uniforms stepped out in formation. Their faces, bodies, even the rhythm of their gait were indistinguishable from real people, gleaming faintly in the morning light.
“They… they look like clones!” a reporter exclaimed.
Then came the truly breathtaking moment, all twelve bionic figures turned in unison and gave a flawless bow toward the woman at the center. Every movement was identical, down to the arc of their fluttering coat hems.
“These are the sixth-generation medical bionics.” Sloane’s voice carried through the resonators embedded in their chests, her words layered into a striking stereo effect. “They can perfectly replicate my techniques, including…’
She lifted her hand, mimicking the gesture of placing a needle. Instantly, all twelve bionics retrieved golden needles from their cases and mirrored her motion with the grip.
In the sunlight, twenty-four golden needles drew arcs of brilliance through the air.
The crowd gasped as one. An elderly practitioner of traditional medicine trembled with excitement. “That… that’s the long-lost skill! Medicine Valley’s supreme art!”
At that moment, the lead bionic transformed its arm extending into a set of precise surgical instruments, while a projection unfolded from its back, casting a child patient’s CT scan directly into the air.
“A perfect fusion of biotechnology and ancient medicine.” Sloane laid a hand gently on the bionic’s shoulder. At once, it crouched to take the pulse of the first young patient in line.
When its three fingers pressed to the child’s wrist, faintly glowing veins pulsed beneath the synthetic skin, simulating the tactile rhythm of a human physician’s pulse-reading with flawless fidelity.
The live chat exploded:
“What the heck-this is straight out of a sci-fi movie!”
“Did I just see its pupils adjust to the light?”
“Dr. Rivers, are these medical bionics a collaboration between you and Peak Corp?”
“Dr. Rivers, what’s your response to Dr. Bonnie’s challenge?”
“Will these bionics replace traditional medicine?”
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Sloane’s secretary faced the cameras with a poised smile, her voice clear and firm. “Friends from the media, I am honored to formally introduce the woman standing beside me-Ms. Sloane Rivers, the founder and CEO of Peak Corp.”
The crowd erupted in a storm of shock. Camera flashes converged on Sloane, who stood composed beneath the blaze of light; the bionics mirrored one another in another salute to her.
“These medical bionics are the product of five years of research led by Ms. Rivers,” the secretary continued, pride woven through every word. “Each one embodies her profound understanding of medicine.”
“As for the other questions-today’s free clinic will give you the answers.”
Sloane said nothing, her calm smile never faltering. She simply raised her hand; the six bionics behind her opened their medical cases in unison, every movement precise and synchronized as they began their preparations.
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