Sleepless Doctor

"The girl is with my mother at home now." Wu Mian said.

"Little sister, go too?"

"Of course." Wu Mian said, "Lao Lin, you often visit at home. You can take a look at me if I'm not at home."

Lin Daoshi smiled, "That's for sure."

When he came to the small courtyard of Houshan, Wu Mian did not go inside, but asked Taoist Lin for three sticks of incense, which were lit and inserted in the small incense burner in front of the stone stele of Houshan.

The stone stele is tall, but the incense burner is small, looking disproportionately. Wu Mian didn't care, and sat quietly on the stone steps with a cigarette in his hand, but did not light it.

"Little Master, what do you think?" Lin Daoshi asked.

Immediately, he thought of Fan Zhongzhi's words and realized that he might have asked too much, so he sneered, "Say something you can say."

"Lao Lin, did you say that I am different today? How can I let Old Man Fan see it at a glance?" Wu Mian asked suspiciously.

"I didn't see it."

Wu Mian recalled intently, and smiled a few minutes later, "Forget it, who knows, maybe I'm a few years older, and I can understand it naturally after thirty."

"It should be said that after experiencing life and death, some intuitions will naturally become sharp." Lin Daoshi said.

"Perceptual thinking is controlled by the amygdala of the brain, which is responsible for the most primitive reaction.

For example, at the moment of life and death, the plane on the head is roaring, the guns whizzing around in the ear, you either fight, run away, or pretend to be dead. You don’t have time to carefully analyze whether the shell is closer to you or the bullet will come to the door in the next second. .

It stimulates our adrenaline, allowing us to have the fastest response in the shortest time. "Wu Mian said.

Lin Daoshi looked at the little uncle who was sitting in front of the stone stele in the back mountain.

What are you doing so professionally? It's the amygdala and adrenaline, so I don't understand it.

But Lin Daoshi didn't expect Wu Mian's words to be finished.

"Rational thinking is controlled by the prefrontal cortex of the brain, which is responsible for analysis and judgment, and secondary processing of reality. Once it encounters a stress event, it immediately crashes and gives way to all energy in the amygdala area."

"This is what you said is a more acute relationship after life and death. The old man's amygdala is indeed developed. This can be proved by nuclear magnetic imaging. From the imaging point of view, his area is indeed very developed." Wu Mian said softly.

"Uh...Little Master, what do you want to say?"

"Just chat." Wu Mian smiled, "Do you know why I am interested in these?"

Lin Daoshi shook his head, thinking that you are a weird person.

"Old Mr. Qian Xuesen wrote a special letter in the 1980s, suggesting that our future development direction is to light up the science and technology tree of human science." Wu Miandao.

"It's the old man who is always confused." Lin Daoshi laughed, "After that, the society was very messy, and all kinds of qigong came out to be demon. I still remember a photo of many people with a pot on their heads, saying that they can Receive cosmic signals."

"Hey." Wu Mian shook his head.

"Isn't it said that scientists will study theology when they are old?" Lin Daoshi asked, "Newton is like that."

"Newton, that was digging the wall. Do you know what Newton denied in writing? He denied the Trinity."

"..." Lin Daoshi was taken aback.

"Do you know what Mr. Qian does?"

"Scientist, who studies rockets." Lin Daoshi was surprised. How could the little uncle ask himself such a simple question?

"Mr. Qian's value is in the world's top jet power laboratory, but the greater value is not here." Wu Mian said very slurred words.

"What?"

"Operation Paperclip, you know."

Lin Daoshi shook his head.

"Operation Paperclip was a plan for the United States to absorb German scientists during World War II. At that time, the United States transferred a large number of German rocket technology experts and high-level researchers to the United States by competing for German technical experts."

"On May 2, 1945, Old Qian followed the US 44th Infantry Division into the Bavarian mountains and captured Rocket Engineer Magnus."

"Old Qian, he has interrogated a large number of scientists, including the father of Rocket Von Braun and his grandfather Ludwig Prandt, one of the founders of modern mechanics. He has also contacted almost all of the American imperialism. Military secrets have an extraordinary understanding of the development of military equipment."

"To put it simply, Qian Lao...he didn't naturalize the United States back then..." Wu Mian sighed, "mD!"

"Little Master, what's the matter?"

"I am not naturalized, and many secrets do not allow me to participate." Wu Mian said with deep regret, "the talent is still not enough, at least a factor of magnitude worse than Qian Lao."

Lin Daoshi didn't know how awesome Qian was. But he knows how awesome the little uncle is.

The difference between the two is a geometric order of magnitude... Lin Taoshi thought of the old Qian who he only knows his name, and he respected and admired.

"Maryland never let me in, it's so special!" Wu Mian scolded bitterly, "By the way, Qian Lao is the one who designs the future technology tree. In the strategic planning team at the time, Qian Lao was the only one. A foreigner. How else would there be those things afterwards?"

"You mean a strategic scientist?"

"Yeah." Wu Mian nodded, "It's a strategic scientist! It's a pity that we were too poor at that time and it was too difficult to think about science and technology trees. Lao Lin, I always wanted some funding to think about human science."

"..."

"In fact, Zheng Linyuan could have been discharged from the hospital long ago, but I will keep him, do you know why?"

"..." Lin Daoshi was speechless~www.wuxiaspot.com~ I hope to have the opportunity and hope that the world is peaceful. "Wu Mian said softly, his voice was like snowflakes falling on the snow, even if Lin Daoshi was standing next to Wu Mian, he could only hear it roughly.

"Little Master, do you have ideas?"

"It's fine if I have ideas." Wu Mian said, "Ten years ago, my teacher and I went to give Lao Qian a physical examination, and Lao Qian said a few words to me. But I am not a staff member, and he didn't say anything. Important. My feeling... Suddenly there is a lot of bioelectricity in the amygdala... Hahaha, maybe money is too sacred in my heart, so I can't even say a word after meeting."

"Little Master, did you have this kind of second-year idiot?" Lin Daoshi laughed.

"Of course." Wu Mian said, "Don't talk about this, you help me take care of my family when I travel, and the phone numbers and WeChat accounts of Xue Yuan and Ma Yuan have it."

"Yes." Lin Daoshi said, "I have more contact with the Horse Academy."

"Okay, just go to the horse farm for trivial matters. I'll be half a month soon, and I'll be back later in the next year." Wu Mian said, "You don't have to say so much like a parting of life and death."