Sleepless Doctor

Latest website: A light curtain rises, shrouded above the machine, like a sky.

A butterfly rose with it, more three-dimensional and lifelike than the butterfly just seen on the screen, full of agility and vigorous vitality. Zhou Guohui didn't dare to blink his eyes, he was afraid that if he stepped his eyes, the butterfly would fly away.

This is a concrete manifestation of life, this is a miracle!

The butterfly **** its wings in the 3D image, each time it means that the energy of the nerve fiber bundle of the organism is moving.

He really did it!

He really...

He really did it!

Is this the manifestation of illusory thinking? Zhou Guohui was a little dazed and surprised. The troubles and confusion he had encountered before disappeared.

Compared with the most beautiful picture in the human world, the setbacks and betrayals that I have experienced are nothing at all.

The butterfly outlined by countless data spreads its wings and flies, flapping its wings lightly, and the entire sky trembles with it. At the same time, Zhou Guohui's buzzing fame in his ears became a masterpiece, just when the butterfly was about to transform into a Kunpeng, spreading its wings and soaring between the sky and the earth, free and unfettered, the light and shadow mastered.

Even the latest medical-produced signaarchitect30t NMR cannot support such a huge data calculation, and it collapsed again without accident.

The butterfly did not turn into a Kunpeng, spreading its wings and soaring for 100,000 miles.

It unwillingly burst out the last ray of light, and then the data collapsed, and the beautiful butterfly that seemed to be an illusion collapsed little by little.

As time goes backwards, the butterfly becomes a cocoon again, and finally disappears into nothingness.

"Hey." A long sigh appeared in his ears, Zhou Guohui was still immersed in the magnificent image and couldn't help himself. This sigh awakened him.

Wu Mian sighed deeply, General Medical's latest nuclear magnetic machine still can't support the huge data calculation.

"Wu... Xiao Wu, do you really think it can treat vegetatives?"

"Yeah." Wu Mian nodded, "Don't let the 3D imaging behind, surgery tomorrow. The system upgrades, I will find someone to do it."

"Find someone?"

"Director Zhou, the image just sent to laboratories in Europe and the United States, I think they will not refuse." Wu Mian looked at the 3D imaging platform and said with some regret, "There is too much calculation data needed, and there is no way."

There are some regrets in the words, but Zhou Guohui can't understand it. This is obviously the most outstanding work he has ever seen. What regrets does Wu Mian have?

"Director Zhou, are you interested in participating?" Wu Mian asked suddenly.

"Participate in this research group?!" Zhou Guohui was shocked.

"Yes, I don't have any hands on this side, and I still lack an expert in neurology. After all, the girl is a surgical person. She is good at surgery, and it is a little weaker than you when it comes to specific theories."

Zhou Guohui didn't care about the "offense" in Wu Mian's words.

Although Chu Zhixi is young, she is also a domestic neurosurgery expert. He is the first person to perform meningioma surgery in the petroclinal area, and he is qualified to compare with him.

Besides, Zhou Guohui was astonished and shocked when he saw the scene of the gods.

"Xiao Wu, how did you do it?" Zhou Guohui asked in a daze.

The two words Xiao Wu and you are so mismatched, but Zhou Guohui didn't realize it.

"With the accumulation of these years, I have thoughts early in the morning, but I don't have time." Wu Mian said, "Now that I have time, let's give it a try."

"How old is the vegetative?"

"About 2 years old, because it was abandoned, so the exact age is not known."

"..."

"This age is just right." Wu Mian said, "It can provide new key data for further research. I guess there should be no problem with the operation, but the postoperative effect..."

Zhou Guohui looked at Wu Mian blankly.

"It can be done to restore the level of a normal person. But if you want to become a genius, I am afraid it will be a bit difficult."

"You!" Zhou Guohui only said one word and stopped abruptly.

All surprises and shocks are contained in this word.

What is he saying? Do you use assembly lines to make Superman? !

Wu Mian smiled slightly, and did not take Zhou Guohui's words, but continued, "The waiting engineer brought something to upgrade the big guy, and then the operation can be performed."

"First, do the vegetative surgery. If the results are satisfactory, you can try the treatment of patients with dementia." Wu Mian continued.

Everything Wu Mian said is a disease that a senior neurologist like Zhou Guohui dreams of wanting to solve, but the brain, the forbidden area of ​​human beings, is so mysterious and unpredictable that there is no more in-depth study of existing technology.

Zhou Guohui never dreamed that he would see such a splendid picture in his lifetime, nor did he expect to get close to the solution.

He was a little trembling with excitement, his legs trembling, and his whole person was like sifting chaff.

"Director Zhou, do you have any research on nuclear magnetic machines?"

"What?" Zhou Guohui asked subconsciously.

"The nuclear magnetic machine means that I took the machine apart. Will you repair it?"

"..." Zhou Guohui was speechless.

Wu Mian sighed. It seemed that he could only do it by himself, but Zhou Guohui couldn't do it. It is estimated that he would not be able to find someone else to do it.

"It's okay, you follow along." Wu Mian said, "You will be responsible for the operation and making the operation plan in the future. Is this okay?"

"Yes." Zhou Guohui replied impatiently.

After only watching a video, Zhou Guohui was already immersed in it, unable to extricate himself from it, completely ignoring Wu Mian's tone as if he were commanding the leader and the head of the section.

"Then you rest first." Wu Mian said with a smile, "Tomorrow the engineer will bring the things. It will take 1-2 days to assemble them. I hope things go smoothly."

Zhou Guohui was silent, looking reluctantly at the display screen of the signaarchitect30t nuclear magnetic center console, feeling nostalgic.

If possible, he would rather sleep here.

Arranged a place for Zhou Guohui, Wu Mian went back to the NMR room, copied the image data, sent an email, and then started to dismantle the machine again.

A machine was worth 27 million US dollars ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Counting this time, it was scrapped 4 times. Although he can save a little by repairing himself, Wu Mian also has a headache because of the huge expenditure.

But fortunately, today's video data may be able to attract some people's attention.

The word krypton gold is easy to say, but it is too difficult to do it. Wu Mian was repairing the machine while thinking.

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On the other side of the ocean, in a laboratory, a supervisor in a white suit received an email.

Clicked absent-mindedly, and he was taken aback when he saw the mailing address. After hesitating for a few seconds, he clicked on the email and saw a paragraph-this is what you have dreamed of.

There is also a 12b video below.

What we need? The supervisor thought it was funny, but he clicked the email very cautiously.