“One last time, Esr. Li, I just want to make sure you’re aware of everything,” the doctor said, his wrinkled face twisting in anxiety.
“Just ‘a simple operation,’ right? Company standard?” Jiexiu replied.
“Right. We’re not adding anything major, just a small chip on the existing implant. We’re not taking anything away. If you do notice any change, it’ll be a sort of phantom limb syndrome for a few weeks, but that’s rare. Not an implant, just an enhancement.”
“But you’re still sedating me and opening up my skull.”
“Yes. A simple operation.”