Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Lu Zhou’s fears are actually superfluous.

He still slept in the hospital bed and didn't wake up, so how could he not drop him to open this celebration alone.

The desire to "not trouble others"...

Obviously it is also impossible.

His safety has long been no longer just a matter of his own.

Almost at the moment he fell, from his state, he saw that he was not right, and rushed to hold him.

In the next minute, the health team of the regiment rushed into the control room, carried him on a stretcher, and immediately sent it to Beijing.

Almost at the same time, just when he was just put on a stretcher, the news that he fainted at the command site was first passed back to Shangjing, and caused the whole high-level vibration.

In addition to blocking the news and controlling the relevant personnel for the first time, Lu Zhou was immediately transferred to Shangjing after a short stay at the Provincial General Hospital. He was admitted to the West Hospital ward of the 301 Hospital, and an expert led by an academician. The team consulted on his condition.

However, the results of the consultation were quite surprising.

This medical team, composed of multidisciplinary experts in surgical nerves and virology, could not even make the initial diagnosis.

The only thing that can be confirmed now is that these days of research have indeed accumulated a lot of fatigue for Lu Zhou.

However, they are not sure whether fatigue is the cause of his coma.

As for other aspects...

With the equipment of the 301 hospital, no abnormalities were detected.

For such a result, almost everyone is shocked to add.

So that the Zhao relay academician responsible for leading the team, even suspected that the instrument failed.

In short, if the cause can not be diagnosed, the treatment is naturally impossible to talk about.

The current situation is that no one dares to make a conclusion and does not dare to try it out.

Although it is definitely a great achievement to cure, if it is not cured, it will solve the problem, but it is responsible.

In the end, they can only let him lie down and observe slowly.

After all, although the heart rate and breathing are a little weak, at least there is no danger to life.

If it is really overworked, maybe you may suddenly wake up when you sleep, maybe?

At the same time, the news broadcast broadcasted the news of the success of the controllable fusion experiment.

However, in the cheers of the national celebration, even many people in the demonstration pile base did not know the news that the chief designer of Lu was tired in the workplace.

Even many people still feel strange.

It was rare to win a battle of the General Assembly, but even the celebration feast did not open. It was just a meal and dinner, and the research units were on holiday, and there was always a feeling of a kind of anticlimax.

Standing outside the west building of the 301 hospital, the academician Wang sighed and looked at the hospital building next to him with a complex look and sighed.

"I originally said that the 31st evening celebration feast and commendation meeting, New Year's Day everyone back to each other. The results did not expect, this trip is to win, the coach is down."

"Yeah," Li Jiangang sighed, his face was not a taste. "Don't be a white hair person to send a black man... Lying, you old things, kick me?"

Wang Zengguang, who was screaming, his eyebrows were erected.

"You are a broken mouth, Lao Tzu is playing with you! Don't hide! Stand for me!"

Looking at the two old people who were noisy, the nurses passing by were walking around.

Those who can live in the special ward of the West Hospital are not in a high position, but they are excellent in merit.

Not to mention that people who live here are not simple, that is, those who can come in to visit the disease are not idle.

Especially the kind of old man who looks at the eye-catching, no one is willing to offend easily.

However, at this time, a light cough came from the side.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing this, the two old men stopped instantly.

Facing the person who spoke, Academician Wang was embarrassed to dry up and coughed, he said.

"We... have fun."

......

In the ward.

Looking at Lu Zhou lying on the bed, Yan Yan looked guilty.

Wang Peng looked at the news on the screen of the mobile phone, and some of the headaches grabbed the back of the head and sighed.

"...it's time to train."

He looked at him with the same illness, and Yang Shangyu did not say anything, just patted his shoulder in silence.

Although his work during this time is worthy of recognition.

But no way, his identity is a security guard, responsible for the safety of Professor Lu. However, things have changed to this way, and it is useless to say more.

Even if you are beaten, you have to stand upright.

"I am fine, I don't have to comfort me." After reading his expression, Wang Peng made a helpless and stubborn smile. "Why don't worry about me, you are estimated to be faster."

The reason why this call has not been called yet...

Most of the time, the leader has not finished training.

When the leaders have finished their training, will it be far from them?

Sighed, Wang Peng turned and walked outside the door.

The nails pierced deeply into the flesh, and the head was lowered, and the eyes were filled with deep self-blame.

As a medical staff, she knows that such a state of life is unhealthy, but she does not insist on her position, forcing him to eat when he should eat, and to go to sleep when he sleeps...

in case……

If she is more resolute in her performance...

Biting her lip, she said with a hoarse voice.

"The responsibility is that I am alone... I blame me, I am not responsible for being a doctor..."

The silent Yang cursor said, "We are a team. It doesn't make sense to discuss who is responsible."

At this moment, he did not care much about what kind of punishment he would have for the General Staff.

It can even be said that if Professor Lu can wake up, even if he shoots him, he feels worthwhile, that is, he has no problem with his own hands.

However, this does not solve the problem.

Just then, the door of the ward was pushed open.

Accompanied by a man in military uniform, an old man came in.

The two people in the ward stood straight for a military ceremony.

Yan Yan bit his lip: "...there is no sign of waking up."

After hearing this sentence, the old man was silent for a while and said.

"...Professor Lu is a hero of the Communist Party and the country. For the great cause, he fell on the first line of the scientific research front. No matter how much it costs, you must do your best to cure him!"

Standing next to the old man, the head of the 301 hospital with a gray hair is Zheng Key.

"I know!"

The old man nodded.

"In addition, if he wakes up, be sure to tell me the first time."

I left this sentence and finally looked at the young man lying on the hospital bed. The old man sighed with regret and turned away from the ward.

The dean of the 301 hospital followed, and the man in the military uniform stayed.

Knowing that he had to train, Yang cursor lowered his head and took the initiative to admit the mistake.

"This is my fault, I am willing -"

Yan Yan: "No, it is my dereliction of duty -"

"Enough," interrupted the two words. Ye’s staff stared at the two people. "What is the significance of arguing about this now? Can you wake Professor Lu?"

The ward was quiet.

Silence for a while, he stared at the two men for a while, slowly said.

"I am very disappointed with you."

Yang cursor lowered his head and was silent.

Yan Yan is the same, and the heart suffers more suffering.

"Especially you, you are a hygienist, what have you done? Where are you protecting?" Ye’s staff stared at Yan Yan and stared at the daughter of the old comrade in front of him. Deep disappointment.

"I am disappointed."

It seems that I don't want to say anything more. He shook his head and turned and walked away.