Super Magic Surgery System

There are some things that are actually very simple, As long as you have enough equipment, you can do it. You just need to make some slight improvements on the foundation of your predecessors. It will be a great shock for you to be reborn, and it might even become the direction of your improvement. There are even some things that. . . All he needed to do was think about the progress of science and technology.    

    

After the brainwave performance ended, all the participants' hearts surged with a kind of glory that did not disappoint Shaohua. They knew that they had once again become the people standing on the shoulders of giants, pushing modern medicine forward by a small step, but it was a big step for their departments and even research centers. This discovery was definitely full of gold and could not be picky when it was used to apply for projects.    

    

Now, it was just a preliminary success and they had a rough embryo. However, with just a little bit of thought, it would emit a hundred thousand feet of light and attract the attention of everyone in the world once again. If a certain world's richest man could rely on swindling technology stocks, then others would still be able to achieve better results in the field they were persisting in.    

    

The members of the group were all young people, and they knew each other's personalities. Therefore, the moment they finished, Ouyang Yang impatiently asked Chen Qun about it.    

    

"This technique is mainly used on bionic arms? Is it to benefit prosthetics patients, or are you preparing to walk on the road of brain wave surgery? Did you also perform the surgery while lying down? "    

    

Chen Qun stared at this fellow and asked him back.    

    

"Do you think that in future surgeries, when the patient is lying on the operating table, the doctor is lying on another operating table and starting the next round of surgery, you will think that this is a technological advancement, or is it a very typical ironic scene?"    

    

The young lady looked at Chen Qun and gave a very understanding suggestion.    

    

"Or so, don't you like the science fiction concept of the brain in the tank that much? The few science fiction games you play don't have the concept of mechanical ascension. You already have some conditions. You can continue to study. When you get old. . . Take out the brain directly and place it in the culture fluid. . . Then, you can continue to use brain waves to perform surgeries! "    

    

"There is a limit to the metabolism of cells. It is impossible to reconstruct them limitlessly. Even if it can be placed in a jar in the future, the brain cells will still be old and damaged. Therefore, I feel that there is no future in using the technology of the brain in a jar. It's better to upload human thoughts to the computer, which is more feasible. "    

    

Chi Hong looked at the quarreling couple with a smile, and said with certainty from the side.    

    

"Now I am a little regretful. You have already started to take a step towards the path of mad scientists and medical scientists. In the future, it would not be surprising to come up with something else. According to the statistical data of criminal studies, the first victims of high-tech crimes are usually colleagues who are familiar with them. I think I should stay away from you! "    

    

Dongfang Wenxin deliberately made a strange expression. She looked at the beautiful director and began to threaten him.    

    

"Why do you feel that you are not in a virtual world? Maybe you have already become a brain in a tank and we are communicating with you through the computer?"    

    

Female Bookworm was about to retort when the door was suddenly opened. Huang Haitao, who was staring at a smooth bald head, walked in. Beside him was another big shot who was on par with him - Jiang Ming, Academician Jiang.    

    

When Academician Jiang saw that there were no more performances, he expressed his disappointment.    

    

"What about the end of your performance and experiment? What's the result?"    

    

Before Chi Hong could say anything, Chen Qun had already answered first.    

    

"Theoretically, it is possible, but in reality, it cannot be done. It is between success and failure. There is neither success nor failure. There are still many things that need to be improved. Therefore, we are prepared to discuss and introduce an improved version. "    

    

Jiang Ming nodded. He only needed to turn the words he had prepared into words of encouragement.    

    

"It's good that you didn't fail. Anyway, you are young. If you think fast, you will find a suitable solution. Alright. I know you guys have obsessive-compulsive disorder. You don't want to be known until you're perfect. Then I have a super obsessive-compulsive disorder patient here that I need you guys to go out for a consultation. Otherwise, Miss Xin will definitely find trouble with me. If you think there is such an interesting case, why don't you send it over for her to take a look. "    

    

Miss Dongfang placed her head on Chi Hong's shoulder and looked over curiously.    

    

"What case is so magical?"    

    

Jiang Ming was about to answer, but the bald-headed big boss knew the temper of the big miss. He waved his hand and stopped Fellow Jiang from answering.    

    

"She's down there. You guys can go and take a look. "    

    

Although Huang Shiren was trying to keep them in suspense, the young lady did not pursue the matter for the sake of his shiny bald head. Since they were done here, they could change the topic and liven up Chen Qun's messy brain.    

    

When they took the elevator to the diagnosis room, before they even entered the door, the young lady smiled and laid on Chi Hong's shoulder, holding back her laughter. As for the other girls, they also had to bear with it very much. They tried very hard to control their lips, not letting it open and make even the slightest sound.    

    

On the hospital bed in the room, there was also a bald young man lying there. At this time, he was holding a carbon pen and writing on his belly. With his full attention, he did not notice that a group of people had come outside. This was not the funniest part. What was most surprising was that his upper body was exposed. It was already filled with densely packed words. Even if it was his face and head. . . It was also a line of beautiful lines of calligraphy. It looked more like a scene from a movie.    

    

"This can already be considered abnormal, right?"    

    

Zhao Xue whispered into Zhou Lin's ear and asked. Her voice just so happened to be heard by a few big shots. It was clear that she had also aroused curiosity and did not understand what was going on.    

    

"Yes, this is already considered a deep obsessive-compulsive disorder. It has been reported in other countries. There is also a very suitable name. It is called Multiwriting Disease. It is another extreme disorder in writing!"    

    

Female Bookworm immediately gave a reply from her brain's database as if she was very familiar with it. However, she looked at Fellow Jiang and continued to speak.    

    

"This disease is usually accompanied by temporal epilepsy. Was he sent to our hospital after he fell ill?"    

    

Jiang Ming knew that discussing the disease with these young people was something pleasing to the eye, so he added a little more explanation.    

    

"Actually, he wasn't sent to the hospital. He ran naked last night. He was then sent to the police station, and after he got sick in the morning, When he was sent to our hospital, his family had already rushed over. Theoretically speaking, This is already a typical mental illness, and the patient himself is clear about it. Or rather, it could be said that. . . Other than when he had epilepsy, he was a very rational patient. He didn't take the initiative to attack. "    

    

Zhao Xue immediately understood. She gave Fellow Jiang a grateful look and nodded to show her own understanding.    

    

"The brain disease is most likely caused by tumors!"    

    

Chen Qun frowned and added.    

    

"Not only that, the more sober the obsessive-compulsive disorder is, the harder it is to treat it. In other words, the tumor has merged with his ability, and his talent for removing the broken tumor has also disappeared. "    

    

"But there are also good cases. . . For example. . . "    

    

Zhao Xue's words reached her mouth and she quickly swallowed it, but everyone knew that she was talking about Chen Qun's other kind of academic syndrome. However, there was no absolute thing in the world. There were two sides to everything. For obsessive-compulsive disorder, appropriate obsessive-compulsive disorder could make people more self-disciplined, but if it exceeded a certain degree, it would be even worse.