Black Technology Monopoly

In the sterile operating room, Thompson and a group of assistants were wearing disposable surgical gowns and stood under a shadowless lamp.

The central position around them was Luo Jincheng who had been in a coma for a long time. After Zhang Heng was out of danger, he was completely in a vegetative state. At this time, his body was already thin and emaciated, and his mouth was drooling from time to time Outflow, now after having been anesthetized, he has fallen asleep.

At this time, he was lying on an operating table, his whole body was fixed, and his head was held in the air by the alloy shelf used for brain replacement surgery.

The entire operating room was filled with a dignified atmosphere, and the automated surgical machine was pushed in. One of the assistants calmly disinfected the surgical equipment, while other assistants prepared brain culture fluids and others checked All appliances and medicines that may be needed.

And all this is clearly shown from the high-definition cameras in the four corners of the operating room.

At this moment, Zhang Heng was sitting in front of the screen, watching everything in the operating room, and seeing that everyone was preparing. Then he asked into the microphone, "Professor Thompson, what is the probability of this operation being successful?"

"Less than 10%." Thompson looked dull. As the surgeon doctor, he had been sitting on a rest chair in the state of preparation since the beginning. This was a long battle. At this moment, when he heard Zhang Heng's inquiry in the horn, he immediately spoke.

"From his CT image, his brain was more severely damaged than I expected. You still don't have too much hope."

Zhang Heng was silent for a while, "Is it so serious?" Although he was psychologically prepared, the severity of Luo Jincheng's illness was beyond his imagination.

"A person has tens of billions of brain cells, each brain cell has hundreds of brain nerves, there are hundreds of synapses on each nerve, and each synapse has hundreds to thousands of proteins." Thompson explained faintly, "A brain cell functions approximately as a large computer, and a synapse functions approximately as a computer chip. It can be easily calculated that a human brain is equivalent to hundreds of billions or more. There are trillions of chips, and this patient has more than 30% damage to his brain cells, which is equivalent to burning several tens of billions of chips by a computer. Are you serious? "

"Isn't it that people's brains are very adaptable?" Zhang Heng frowned. "Some people have been cut off half of their brains because of epilepsy and have survived."

"Yes, the human brain is very adaptable," Thompson nodded, sighing. "The human brain has 1,000 nerve cells per hour, and nearly 9 million nerves lose function within a year, but even so, The brain is still working. The main reason is that the brain has enough backup power, but now his brain is damaged, that is, even the backup power is damaged. "

Zhang Heng was completely speechless. He thought for a while, "Will there be a way to stimulate the potential of the brain? Can it repair the trauma of the brain and restore the former state?"

"It's impossible, even t virus can't do this." Thompson shook his head. "It is not irreparable to damage the brain, but at least two elements are needed. After 6 minutes of hypoxia, cells will irreversibly die. Once the damage is too severe, even surgical equipment cannot do things that God cannot do. "

At this point, an assistant was familiar with shaving all of Luo Jincheng's hair, and after disinfecting it with alcohol, he covered the surgical cloth to expose only Luo Jincheng's Tianling Cap. Then began to carefully draw a dotted line on Luo Jincheng's slick head. This operation requires opening the entire skull of Luo Jincheng to expose the brain.

"Professor Thompson, the venous access has been established and we are ready." An assistant reported.

"Okay, get ready for a craniotomy." Thompson nodded, and stood up, while the automated surgical equipment had been set up on Luo Jincheng's slick head, Thompson walked behind the equipment and issued a scan. Command of the brain.

Suddenly, a large number of robotic arms swayed by themselves. Those robotic arms actively monitored Luo Jincheng's head, and then "see" the dotted line drawn by the assistant, and after several confirmations, a dark blue laser light from one of them The robotic arm suddenly protruded, and swiped quickly along the dotted line, and then completely turned off!

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The blue smoke rose into the air, and the smell of barbecue was permeated in the operating room, but everyone looked as usual. One of the assistants carefully inserted the laser-cut scalp with a tool and raised it gently. Suddenly, Luo Jincheng's skull was lifted open, exposing the pink meninges.

Then, the assistant stepped back, another assistant quickly stepped forward, and clamped the disposable scalp incisions on the scalp. Although the wounds were burnt, there was no guarantee that no blood would flow out into the cranial cavity.

Then, the automated surgical equipment was activated again, and the meningeal layer was removed. At this time, the cerebral cortex was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

Next, it was relying on automatic surgical equipment. Rows of scanning lasers were applied to repair the damaged areas of the brain. Those broken nerve bundles and blood vessels, as well as some blood clots and cysts, were all cleaned up. There are even necrotic areas that are too severely damaged.

"Pay attention to the patient's blood pressure. Don't blindly trust the surgical equipment. When I originally performed the experiment, there was a major bleeding in the experimental body during the experiment. Therefore, even the surgical equipment may have errors."

"The patient's brain waves are increasing. Is the effect of the anesthetic reduced? I continue to increase the injection dose. I don't want the patient to wake up during the operation."

Thompson and his assistants began to get busy. This kind of brain repair operation is basically impossible in reality. Even if hundreds of people can't play it, but now relying on automated surgical instruments, it has made brain repair possible. The success rate is still not high, but it is always better than no success at all.

This operation will last dozens of hours in the plan. During this time, Luo Jincheng's brain will be immersed in the brain culture medium. In some too complicated places, Thompson is needed to press the array. His role is to process some companies Unexpected situations that can not be handled by automated surgical equipment. As a scientist who first used automated surgical equipment, he has accumulated a wealth of experience ... (to be continued.) 2k novel reading network