From black technology to super engineering

Since it is a big event, it must be publicized vigorously.

It's just that... a paralyzed patient with nerve damage has not been allowed to stand up, so no matter how gratifying the results obtained in the laboratory, no matter how highly recognized by peers, it is almost meaningless to spread it at the social level.

After realizing Tang Zhigao's thoughts, Dean Qi pondered for a few seconds: "President Tang means to announce the clinical success?"

"If possible, of course it would be the best." Professor Tang nodded with a smile: "Currently, both the chip and the supporting materials are kept secret. Even Oxford, we have not disclosed the progress, so we have a time window , there is no need to worry about foreign counterparts taking the lead, and at the same time... we can also release new products in conjunction with the success of the operation.”

At the end of the conference table, Mo Gu glanced at Ye Ming, slightly puzzled.

Are teachers and students so anxious?

But when she saw Ye Ming tap the materials on the notebook lightly, she suddenly remembered what Ye Ming told her about the original intention of synthesizing this material last year.

Professor Tang's son is a high paraplegic patient due to a car accident.

No wonder!

Although Dean Qi didn't know that Professor Tang was "eager to save his son", but Jizhi Technology wanted to use a sensational clinical operation to set off the press conference, and he heard it right away.

He is also a man of great courage, knowing that this kind of opportunity is mutual achievement, and from the standpoint of a doctor, Jizhi Technology's "business is better" and the chips are cheaper, the more it can benefit more patients.

Therefore, Dean Qi just nodded after thinking about it: "That's fine! Let's observe the recovery of the experimental dog. Once it is confirmed that the prognosis is good, we will go to the clinic!"

"What about the time?"

"If you want to be quick, then we can do it right away." Dean Qi chuckled: "Dean Tang, you really can't worry about this."

Professor Tang didn't care about the small thorn in Dean Qi's words, and said with a smile, "I'm worried for the patients."

"No matter how urgent it is, it will take half a month."

"Are there any volunteers?"

"You don't have to worry about this. You may not see patients who are paralyzed due to nerve damage, but we are really catching a lot of them." Dean Qi sighed: "Hurry up! Whether it is clinical or not, it is also a merit to give people hope early."

Professor Tang also took a long breath and nodded with a smile: "Yes."

...

An hour later, Dean Qi left in a hurry with people, chips and data.

As Professor Tang said, currently only they have this chip in the world.

They can afford to wait.

In Ye Ming's office, Professor Tang crossed his legs with a contented expression on his face.

"Teacher, you didn't mean to let Haowen go to the operating table just now, did you?"

Ye Ming made a cup of tea for Old Tang, pulled a chair and sat opposite Old Tang.

When Professor Tang heard this, the satisfaction on his face became less, but he still smiled: "He really wants to be the first one on the operating table."

"Uh... didn't you mean to keep it from him?" Ye Ming was a little puzzled, he knew that Professor Tang had told people who knew about his family's situation on purpose, and asked everyone not to reveal the news to his son.

"He's paralyzed, not stupid." Professor Tang chuckled.

Of course his son is not stupid, but he has been like a living dead for the past two years. It is no exaggeration to say that returning home is like entering a cemetery. The family has never laughed much.

But as his wife played some Douyin for his son, swiped some Weibo, etc., his son quickly sniffed out the clues from several hot searches.

Coupled with the full cooperation of his wife—as long as his son orders, she can do anything—Tang Haowen was sure that his father had a genius who invented a material that could be matched with nerves.

During the summer vacation, Tang Haowen called his father for the first time in two years, and then the father and son had a long talk all night.

So the son knew everything he did, including why he kept it secret.

Now, although Tang Haowen's body is still the same, his spirit is much better.

There was laughter again at home.

Even his son has prepared for the "worst" - if the operation fails, then he will treat the mouse to the end and become the first human being to be a brain computer.

"Why don't I agree?" Professor Tang asked with a smile: "He can accept failure calmly, which means he has the courage to live. He is one year older than you. As an old man, I always respect him. of his free will."

Ye Ming gave Old Tang a thumbs up.

Professor Tang stared at him, and suddenly said, "Thank you, Ye Ming."

"Uh...you're welcome...uh...it should be!" Ye Ming was a little flustered by Lao Tang's sudden outpouring of true feelings, and finally he could only smile: "Don't worry, teacher, the operation must be successful. If it doesn't, I will Build him an Iron Man armor!"

"Okay, you said it!"

"Um... I'm just kidding."

"Hahaha! You boy."

After the teachers and students laughed for a while, Professor Tang said seriously: "Next, you have a few things to prepare."

"Well, teacher, you said."

"The first is the press conference. I thought about it, and you come to the press conference."

"ah?"

"The press conference focuses on three areas, AI, EDA, and hybrid chips, all of which are from your hands. Even if I talk about it, I don't have the time to learn about it." Professor Tang said seriously: "Jizhi Technology, sooner or later You have to be at the front."

Ye Ming took a deep breath, then nodded silently.

"But I just let you prepare how to introduce the field, not let you prepare the press conference-you leave the rough work to other people."

"Um."

"Secondly, the school has decided that next year you will graduate directly, then grant you a doctorate and hire you as a professor."

Ye Ming was startled when he heard the words, a little puzzled.

He really didn't expect that the school would be so radical.

"Salary and hat follow suit. If you don't wear a hat, no matter how much your salary goes up, it will be the same. For example, thousands of people, ten thousand people, Yangtze River, academicians, etc... You can't get it for an undergraduate, right?"

"But being a professor...isn't it a little troublesome?" Ye Ming thought for a while and said, "I have to take graduate students and attend classes..."

"Don't think about those things for now, you still focus on your scientific research."

Hearing this, Ye Ming felt relieved. He actually likes the current state quite a bit.

Firstly, he was treated very well, secondly, everyone gave him face, thirdly, he did whatever he wanted...no one bothered him.

And being a professor means being a teacher.

But he himself is not even a student yet...

"Thirdly, starting next year, you should move around more in academic circles at home and abroad."

Ye Ming looked at Professor Tang.

Professor Tang smiled slightly: "This year's list of co-opted academicians has ended, and it is too sensational to say that you are an undergraduate as an academician. But for the next year's academician, I think you can give it a try."

Ye Ming pursed his lips, and a hot feeling rose instantly.

He doesn't want to be a professor, but an academician...he still wants to!

But then, he calmed down.

My own age... is it possible?

Professor Tang seemed to see Ye Ming's worries.

"It's up to you to plan things, and the school will put resources and relationships on you."

Ye Ming took a deep breath: "Thank you, Teacher Tang, and thank you to the school."