Technology company, I will become the light of China!

After careful consideration and with the consent of his family, Jiang Ce also signed the surgery agreement and gave his life to Ruijin Hospital, Longxing Group and WuXi Group.

Why is it said to be handed over to Ruijin Hospital, Longxing Group and WuXi Group?

The reason is very simple. The brain-computer interface is provided with core technical data by Longxing Group, improved and manufactured by WuXi Group, and then implanted by Ruijin Hospital. If there is any problem in any of these three links, it may cause Jiang Ce to die.

At night.

Jiang Ce took the skin preparation knife and thought about life.

Those who have undergone surgery know that if there is hair in the surgical area, it needs to be shaved clean, and the nurse will also give the skin preparation knife in advance.

You can choose to shave it yourself or let the nurse shave it.

When Jiang Ce was overwhelmed with emotions and his thoughts were confused, Chen Xing walked into the ward with the packaged wontons. He looked at Jiang Ce's dazed expression and asked: "What are you thinking about?"

"No...nothing."

Jiang Ce heard the voice and came back to his senses.

Chen Xing put the wontons on the bedside table and reminded: "President Qian said that you should eat light food before the operation, so I brought you some porridge and wontons, you can eat whatever you want."

"Thank you, President."

"Eat quickly."

"Yes."

Jiang Ce put down the unopened skin preparation knife, picked up the packed food on the bedside table, and ate absent-mindedly.

Facing a possible death operation, it is useless to say more comforting words, because people have a natural fear of death.

Don't look at people shouting "die, die, die" all day long, saying that death will be a relief, in fact, they don't really want to die, but are too lonely, they just lack love and need a spiritual support.

"It's delicious, and it tastes like the company cafeteria."

"I tried it on purpose."

"No wonder."

The two chatted intermittently. When they were almost done eating, Jiang Ce asked casually in a casual tone: "Can this brain-computer interface really cure my disease?"

"Don't worry."

Chen Xing smiled and responded clearly: "ALS is a neurological disease. Our current conversation, every movement, including blinking and breathing, is controlled by a specific neuronal area, which is equivalent to the CPU of a computer. In other words, if you have a problem with your CPU, the brain-computer interface will implant a patch program for you so that your brain neurons can continue to work normally."

Red quality talents are rare wealth and the foundation of Longxing Group. Chen Xing will not act rashly.

The reason why Jiang Ce was made the first implant target was that in addition to the difficulty in recruiting volunteers and the long review process, Gao Zhengqian also reviewed the core data.

This first-generation brain-computer interface actually has few functions. Its biggest feature is that it can read neuronal information.

Read neuronal information, generate specific computer language, and then intervene in neurological diseases by intervening in the central nervous system.

There is no systematic medical explanation for Jiang Ce's ALS, and even the cause of the disease has not been figured out, but one thing is certain, that is, the patient's early body functions are fine, and it is due to some reason that he gradually loses control of his body.

Losing control of the body, neurons happen to be the control center of the body, how to activate neurons and regain control of the body has become a breakthrough in treatment.

Johns Hopkins University was the first to propose the use of implantable devices to stimulate neurons to treat ALS, but in recent years, they have not made good progress.

"I see."

Hearing "patch", Jiang Ce understood instantly. As a worker in the computer field, he is most familiar with patches.

The system has loopholes, patch it.

The system needs to be updated, patch it.

It can be said that a computer system is like a house. If it is broken, it needs to be repaired. If you want to renovate it, you also need to repair it. The human body can also be likened to a house. In normal times, minor illnesses can be repaired by injections and medication. If you encounter a serious illness, you have to do a big project.

Fearing that Jiang Ce would suffer from insomnia at night, Chen Xing comforted him again: "I have seen the results of thousands of experiments by WuXi Group. The safety level is already very high. Don't worry."

"Yeah."

Jiang Ce nodded.

After he finished eating, Chen Xing picked up the unopened skin preparation knife and smiled: "I will shave for you?"

"Is this okay?"

Jiang Ce was stunned.

Chen Xing smiled calmly and said: "Of course."

...

At the same time.

In the seminar room of Ruijin Hospital.

Qian Qiuliang, Wu Shi, Chen Guoqiang and other medical leaders continued to hold meetings to discuss how to implant brain-computer interfaces in the safest and most reliable way.

Although implantation is not a difficult task, they have opened countless skulls, but the difficulty of this operation lies in the unknown.

No one knows what kind of condition the patient will experience after the brain-computer interface is implanted, so they need to discuss emergency rescue plans to increase the fault tolerance rate.

On the other side.

At the WuXi Group headquarters.

Wang Youpeng, the chief of the biopharmaceutical field, is organizing relevant R\u0026D personnel of the brain-computer interface to take a bus to Shanghai.

Not only that, they also contacted Ruijin Hospital, hoping that the implantation of the brain-computer interface should be fully recorded.

The WuXi Group database already has thousands of different videos of experimental monkeys, but there are no human experiments.

It is no exaggeration to say that this implantation is related to human medicine.

Li Ge, CEO of WuXi Group, is not idle either. He is already thinking about whether he can cooperate with Longxing Group to establish a company specializing in the development of brain-computer interfaces if the brain-computer interface test is successful.

This night.

Many people are suffering from insomnia.

Chen Xing, Jiang Ce, Li Ge and others suffered from insomnia due to brain-computer interface implantation surgery. On the other side of the ocean, Renato Marotta, Clayton, Buffett and others suffered from insomnia because of TikTok’s resurrection. In these small days, the bosses of semiconductor companies are suffering from insomnia.

People can suffer from insomnia, but time still passes quietly.

The next day.

Morning time.

After a series of examinations, Jiang Ce, who had shaved his head, lay on a pulley and was pushed into the operating room.

Qian Qiuliang, Wu Shi, and Chen Guoqiang were all dressed up. When Jiang Ce pushed in, the former comforted him: "Relax, it's okay, just have a sleep and you'll be fine."

"I try my best."

Jiang Ce responded calmly.

After a night of meditation, he was relieved a lot. After all, a year ago, the doctor told him that he would not live for half a year, or at most three months.

But after meeting Chen Xing, this discerning CEO spent a lot of money and forcefully extended his life for another year.

Now he has confessed everything that needs to be explained. Even if he cannot get off the operating table today, he will die without regrets.

"Ready to start?"

On one side of the operating room, someone was debugging equipment data.

"Yes." Qian Qiuliang nodded and continued: "We will start the implantation operation immediately. Once the implantation is completed, it will depend on your WuXi Group's experimental team."

"Then let's get started."

Wang Youpeng responded.

At this time, there were two waves of people in the operating room. They were the team of doctors from Ruijin Hospital, responsible for the implantation of the brain-computer interface, and the brain-computer interface experimental team of WuXi Group, responsible for the brain-computer debugging after the implantation.

"Um."

Qian Qiuliang responded.

When the nurse prepares the preoperative tools, the anesthesiologist adjusts the anesthesia intake based on Jiang Ce's height and weight.

"Wear a mask and count, relax your body, and you'll be fine after some sleep. Don't worry," the anesthesiologist comforted.

"knew."

Jiang Ce put on an anesthesia mask and started counting.

"1."

"2."

"3."

…

“5…”

“6…”

When he counted to "7", Jiang Ce's eyelids had completely closed, his voice became smaller and smaller, and finally there was no sound at all.

"The patient has entered anesthesia." The anesthesiologist reminded him, and then he returned to his seat and sat down.

Normally, this would be the time for him to turn on his phone and watch the news.

But this time was different. This time it was a brain-computer interface implantation surgery, the first in the world, which was of great significance. He also kept his eyes on the testing equipment.

at the same time.

Chen Xing, Li Ge, and the doctors in the surgical observation room were all concentrating on the situation in the operating room through the screens in front of them.

Deans of Ruijin Hospital, Shanghai Jiao Tong Ninth Hospital, Huashan Hospital, Zhongshan Hospital and other well-known hospitals in Shanghai gathered in the surgical observation room to witness this historic moment.

If ALS can be treated, it means that brain-computer interfaces will open up new medical avenues. In the future, it will no longer be possible to treat patients with neuropathy such as paralysis, blindness, epilepsy, etc.

Operating room.

Qian Qiuliang opened Jiang Ce's eyelids, and after confirming that he had entered a deep sleep state, he looked at Chen Guoqiang and Wu Shi and said, "The vital signs are stable, fix the stent."

"good."

Wu Shi nodded.

I saw them using a fixed frame to fix Jiang Ce's head, and then slowly adjusted the height. After confirming the surgical area, the nurse put earplugs on Jiang Ce's ears, and then used a dermatome to carefully scrape the surgical area clean.

Draw lines.

disinfect.

Cover with the first layer of blue surgical cloth.

This layer of blue surgical cloth is to better distinguish the surgical area. It is then covered with a hemostatic drape, and then covered with a second layer of surgical cloth, exposing only the area to be operated on.

"knife."

Chen Guoqiang is the chief surgeon.

The nurse quickly handed over the scalpel.

After taking it, he didn't panic and cut open the scalp without shaking hands. Since the blood supply of the scalp was extremely rich, blood gushed out as soon as he cut the scalp.

"Stop the bleeding."

Qian Qiuliang said in a deep voice.

Wu Shi and Chen Guoqiang took their time and used disposable scalp clips to clamp the edges of the scalp to prevent excessive bleeding.

After stopping the bleeding, Chen Guoqiang began to cut the muscles that adhered the scalp to the skull until the scalp area was lifted.

"Clean up the remaining tissue."

Qian Qiuliang continued.

Wu Shi used tools to open it first, while Chen Guoqiang cut out the excess muscle tissue to expose the skull inside.

After carefully comparing the areas, they started drilling the holes with tools.

"Zizzizi——"

A hole was drilled in each corner of the skull, and then a milling cutter was used to cut open the skull. The white paper-like dura mater was also exposed. After cutting the dura mater, the brain tissue was also revealed to the public.

"Brain-computer interface."

"A1 device."

Qian Qiuliang spoke again.

This time, it was no longer the doctors from Ruijin Hospital who performed the surgery, but the laboratory personnel from WuXi Group also started to assist in completing the operation.

The deans observing in the observation room frowned. They were not sure whether the brain-computer interface was useful.

At present, there is no in-depth research on brain-computer interface in academic journals around the world, and this technology is still in a theoretical state.

When the director of Ruijin Hospital notified them that there was a brain-computer interface implantation surgery, they gathered here to witness the miracle.

"Mr. Chen, Mr. Li, how does your brain-computer interface connect neurons?" The director of the Ninth Hospital couldn't help asking.

As a medical scholar, ordinary people have to make an appointment for three to five years to see him. He is a real leader in the medical field.

Li Ge glanced at Chen Xing, and after the two exchanged glances, he replied: "It uses electrode filaments to read neuronal information, and then converts it into computer language, intervenes in the central nervous system, and interferes with the operation of neurons."

"I see."

The director of the Ninth Hospital nodded slightly.

He originally just wanted to ask how to connect, but he didn't expect the other party to explain the principle, and he understood it roughly.

"By the way."

Suddenly, another director asked.

"If the brain-computer interface can achieve human body connection, then the price of this single piece is..."

This question is very sensitive because it involves price issues, but it also reveals that they are very interested in the introduction of brain-computer interfaces.

Li Ge did not answer, or rather, he did not dare to answer this question.

He knew very well that the cost price of a single brain-computer interface was only 50,000 yuan, but the selling price could be ten times or even hundreds of times.

Medical equipment, such as heart stents, cost only a hundred yuan, or even less than a hundred yuan, but this is for manufacturers. For hospitals, the purchase price is thousands of yuan, and the hospital sells it to patients for surgery for hundreds of thousands of yuan.

Of course.

There is also the most important point.

That is the development time of the brain-computer interface.

"Buy early and enjoy early, buy late and enjoy discounts" is not limited to games, but also in the medical field.

When the heart stent was first developed, its cost price might also be a hundred yuan, but the selling price was over ten thousand yuan.

In addition to heart stents, there are also drugs, even a small ibuprofen, the price when it was first launched and the price after the patent expired are not the same, the price can differ by dozens or hundreds of times.

"There's no rush to talk about the price. If the brain-computer interface is successfully implanted, I will give you an unexpected price."

Chen Xing kept it a secret.

Seeing that Chen Xing didn't want to talk, the deans didn't ask any more questions.

Although they are all medical masters, the development of modern medicine cannot rely on them alone, but also on these technology companies. Moreover, with Chen Xing's current fame and status, they dare not say that he is taking advantage of his seniority. After all, this man has been on the national TV and is on the same screen with the dean of Longke Academy. They can't afford to offend him.

The operating observation room was silent again. Everyone stared at the operating table on the screen. At this time, Chen Guoqiang was operating the A1 device to implant electrode filaments into Jiang Ce's brain.

One.

Five.

Ten.

Chen Guoqiang held his breath and dared not breathe.

Qian Qiuliang, Wu Shi, and Wang Youpeng also held their breath. Now is the most critical moment of the operation. Once the operation is wrong and the artery or blood vessel is punctured, the operation will be equivalent to failure and needs to be terminated immediately.

Fortunately, Chen Guoqiang's hands were very steady, and with the help of the A1 device, all 24 electrode filaments were inserted into the cortex without any danger.

"Calculate the area, cover the skull and suture."

Qian Qiuliang reminded again.

"Clear."

Chen Guoqiang replied, and he covered the dura mater, cut out the area according to the area of ​​the brain-computer interface, and sutured the dura mater after exposing the brain-computer interface.

"Skull."

Chen Guoqiang stretched out his hand.

"Here." Wu Shi replied while handing over the skull with the hole completed.

When the skull was put back on Jiang Ce's head, the position of the hole in the middle was exactly the area of ​​the brain-computer interface. Then Chen Guoqiang used titanium nails to fix the skull bone, and then sutured the scalp in the same way.

"Done."

Chen Guoqiang breathed a sigh of relief.

The voice fell.

Everyone in the operating room breathed a sigh of relief.

The anesthesiologist also breathed a sigh of relief. This was one of the few surgeries where he did not play with his mobile phone. It can be said that he was fully focused.

"Observe whether the patient has rejection." Qian Qiuliang did not relax.

Brain-computer interface implantation is not difficult, especially with A1 equipment and top neurosurgeons. Now they are afraid that Jiang Ce will have a rejection reaction.

"Observe for 30 minutes."

Chen Guoqiang nodded.

Everyone in the operating room and the surgical observation room was waiting nervously.

30 minutes passed.

No rejection reaction occurred.

"The patient did not have a rejection reaction in deep sleep, so we can try to wake him up." Qian Qiuliang spoke again.

"Let him sleep for two hours first, so that his body can get familiar with this foreign body first." Wu Shi was worried that there would be problems if he woke him up quickly, so he denied his awakening.

"Indeed, let him sleep for a while, and let his body adjust."

Chen Guoqiang agreed.

Both surgeons said so, and Qian Qiuliang naturally could not do it alone. After all, there were people watching outside the operating room. If he ignored the patient's comfort, he would probably be finished.

...

In a blink of an eye, two hours passed.

Jiang Ce was half asleep when he heard someone calling him softly, but he clearly remembered that he had just been on the operating table!

Because he had never done deep sleep surgery, he was very unfamiliar with this feeling, just like sleeping, closing his eyes, hey, it was dawn, and eight hours had passed.

"Hand...Is the surgery done?" Jiang Ce slowly opened his eyes and looked at the doctors around him.

"Yes, is there anything wrong with your body?" Qian Qiuliang asked hurriedly.

Jiang Ce's brain gradually became clear, he tried to move his arms, shook his head and said: "It seems that there is nothing wrong."

On the other side.

WuXi Group's scientific research team.

After Jiang Ce woke up, the brain-computer real-time detection equipment had read the data, and Wang Youpeng also approached and said: "Brother Jiang, move your limbs, and blink, breathe and speak daily. We need to read your neuronal signals, which needs to be done when the implant is awake."

"Okay."

Jiang Ce did as he was told.

Every movement of his was fully recorded by the brain-computer interface and converted into computer language in real time.

Not long after, the brain-computer interface began to intervene, and the more Jiang Ce moved, the more he felt that his whole body seemed to be a lot lighter.

"It seems, it seems that the heaviness has disappeared, and my arm is no longer numb."

As soon as Jiang Ce finished speaking, Wang Youpeng felt happy in his heart, and hurriedly asked: "What else? Are there any other changes?"

"Breathing is smoother." Jiang Ce took a deep breath and answered.

In the past, he felt numb when moving his limbs, just like the numbness of blood being blocked and suddenly restored. In more popular terms, it is the numbness of standing up after squatting for a long time.

And breathing, sometimes he suddenly stopped, and he needed to intervene in breathing, and he would be awakened in the middle of the night from time to time.

But now he feels that his breathing is very smooth, without that kind of obstruction, as if it is a natural flow.

"What else?"

Wang Youpeng recorded silently.

"My heart doesn't hurt anymore."

"And more."

"It seems that my lungs are no longer blocked. I used to need to use some effort to breathe, but now it seems that all my organs are alive."

"Anything else?"

"I feel like I can run."

"Don't!"

When Jiang Ce said that he could run, everyone in the operating room panicked.

Everyone who has undergone craniotomy knows that strenuous exercise is not recommended within half a year, let alone running.

Qian Qiuliang said earnestly, "Brother Jiang, this is a major operation. We don't recommend strenuous exercise within a year. Stabilize first. Do you understand?"

"I understand."

Jiang Ce nodded in response.

At this time, Wang Youpeng looked at Qian Qiuliang and said, "Although there is no abnormality in the recipient now, it needs to be observed regularly every day. Dean Qian, please pay more attention to it."

"That's no problem."

Qian Qiuliang glanced at Jiang Ce and told the plan, "We will check Brother Jiang's physical condition every day, don't worry."

"Yeah."

Wang Youpeng nodded slightly.

At present, the brain-computer implantation has gone smoothly, and the symptoms of ALS have been greatly alleviated, but it still needs further observation, and he dare not take it lightly.

On the other side.

In the operation observation room, the deans of major hospitals in Shanghai were collectively not calm.

"What a magical brain-computer interface, it can really read neuronal signals, make corrections and treatments, I can't imagine it!"

"I can guarantee that this is another most important stroke in the history of medicine!"

"Neurology has made substantial progress, which is good news for patients around the world, but I don't know if it can cure neurological diseases such as Alzheimer's disease, epilepsy, and depression."

"I think there is room for development."

While the deans were sighing, they looked at Chen Xing beside them. They thought that Longxing Group would not have any cooperation with their hospital, but they didn't expect that they would use brain-computer interface, the killer move of neurology.

"Ahem."

At this time, the director of the Ninth Hospital coughed twice, took out a business card and said, "Mr. Chen is young and promising. Seeing is believing. This is my personal business card. If you have any medical matters, you can call me."

As soon as the voice fell, the other directors were not calm, and they cursed the director of the Ninth Hospital for recommending himself without saying hello.

"I was in a hurry to go out today and didn't bring my business card. Mr. Chen, why don't we leave a phone number? I dare not say anything else, but I still have some say in medical matters."

"Mr. Chen, this is my business card."

"This is mine."

The directors handed over their business cards and left their mobile phone numbers. Chen Xing did not refuse, because their help would be indispensable for the entry of brain-computer interfaces into clinical medicine in the future.

Li Ge could not get a word in at the side, and could only wait silently.

But he knew very well that he had to get the OEM rights of the brain-computer interface project as soon as possible, because it was not an exaggeration to say that this was a trillion-level project!