Black Technology Monopoly (The Black Tech Monopoly Corporation)

In the sterile operating room, Thompson and a group of assistants wore disposable surgical gowns and stood under a shadowless lamp.

And the central position they surrounded was Luo Jincheng, who had been in a coma for a long time. After Zhang Heng escaped, he was completely in a vegetative state. At this time, his body was already emaciated, and the corners of his mouth were drooling from time to time. Outflow, and now after being injected with anesthesia, he has fallen asleep.

At this time, he was lying on an operating table, his whole body was fixed, and his head was placed in the air by an alloy shelf that was only used for brain replacement surgery.

The entire operating room had a dignified atmosphere. The automated surgical machine was pushed in. One of the assistants calmly sterilized the surgical equipment, while the other assistants were preparing brain culture fluids, while others were checking. All utensils and medicines that may be needed.

And all this is clearly displayed from the high-definition cameras in the four corners of the operating room.

At this moment, Zhang Heng was sitting in front of the screen, watching everything in the operating room. Seeing that everyone was almost ready, he asked into the microphone, "Professor Thompson, what are the chances of this operation being successful?"

"Less than 10%." Thompson's expression was flat. As the chief surgeon, he has been sitting on the lounge chair to recharge his energy since the beginning. This is a long battle. At this time, when I heard Zhang Heng's question from the loudspeaker, he immediately opened his mouth.

"From his CT image, his brain is more damaged than I expected. You better not get your hopes up."

Zhang Heng was speechless, "Is it so serious?" Although he was mentally prepared, the severity of Luo Jincheng's condition was beyond his imagination.

"A person has about tens of billions of brain cells, each brain cell has about several hundred cranial nerves, each nerve has about several hundred synapses, and each synapse has several hundred to several thousand proteins." Thompson explained indifferently, "The function of a brain cell is roughly equivalent to a large computer, and the function of a synapse is roughly equivalent to a chip of a computer. It can be easily calculated that the human brain is equivalent to hundreds of billions or more. Trillions of chips, and this patient, his brain cells damaged more than 30%, which is equivalent to tens of billions of chips burned by the computer, do you think it is serious?"

"Don't you say that the human brain is very adaptable?" Zhang Heng frowned, "Some people have had half their brains removed due to epilepsy and survived."

"Yes, the human brain is indeed very adaptable," Thompson nodded and sighed. "The human brain has 1,000 nerve cells per hour, and nearly 9 million nerves lose function within a year, but even so, The brain still works. The main reason is that the brain has enough backup power, but now that his brain is damaged, even the backup power is damaged."

Zhang Heng was completely speechless. He thought for a while, "Is there a way to stimulate the potential of the brain? It can repair the trauma of the brain and restore the former state?"

"Impossible, even the t-virus can't do this." Thompson shook his head, "brain damage is not irreversible, but at least two elements are required. If the cells are deprived of oxygen for 6 minutes, they will irreversibly die, and once the damage is too severe, even surgical equipment cannot do what God can't do."

At this time, an assistant had skillfully shaved off all of Luo Jincheng's hair, and after disinfecting it with alcohol, he covered the surgical cloth to reveal only Luo Jincheng's Tianling cover. Then he began to carefully draw a dotted line on Luo Jincheng's bare head. This operation required the opening of Luo Jincheng's entire skull to expose the entire brain.

"Professor Thompson, the venous access has been established and we are ready," an assistant reported.

"Okay, prepare to open the skull." Thompson nodded and stood up. At this time, the automated surgical equipment had also been set up on the top of Luo Jincheng's bare head.

Thompson walked to the back of the device and gave the order to scan the brain.

Suddenly, a lot of robotic arms swayed on their own. Those robotic arms actively monitored Luo Jincheng's head, and then 'saw' the dashed line drawn by the assistant. After several confirmations, a dark blue laser shot from one of them. The robotic arm suddenly protruded, and with a quick swipe along the dotted line, it was completely extinguished in an instant!

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Blue smoke rose into the air, and the operating room was filled with the smell of barbecue, but everyone looked as usual. One of the assistants carefully inserted a tool into the scalp that had been cut by the laser, and gently lifted it up. Suddenly, Luo Jincheng's skull was completely lifted, revealing the pink meninges.

Then, the assistant stepped back, and another assistant quickly stepped forward and clamped the disposable hemostatic forceps to the incisions of the scalp. Although the wounds were all scorched, there was no guarantee that blood would not flow out into the cranial cavity in the middle.

Then, the automated surgical equipment was activated again, and the meningeal layer was removed. At this time, the cerebral cortex was completely exposed to everyone's eyes.

The next step is to rely on automatic surgical equipment. Rows of scanning lasers are fired to repair the damage to the brain. Those broken nerve bundles and blood vessels, as well as some blood clots and cysts, all need to be cleaned up. Even some necrotic areas that are too damaged are removed.

"Pay attention to the patient's blood pressure, and don't blindly trust the surgical equipment. When I was doing the experiment, there was a surgical equipment that caused massive bleeding in the experimental body, so even the surgical equipment may have mistakes."

"The patient's brain waves are increasing. Is the effect of the anesthetic lessening? Continue to increase the injection dose. I don't want the patient to wake up during the operation."

Thompson and his assistants began to get busy. This kind of brain repair operation is basically impossible in reality. Even if hundreds of people can't do it, but now relying on automated surgical instruments, it has made brain repair possible. Although The success rate is still not high, but it is always much better than not being successful at all.

This operation is planned to last for dozens of hours. During this period, Luo Jincheng's brain will be immersed in the brain culture medium. Some areas that are too complicated will need Thompson to form the line. His role is to deal with some continuous Unexpected situations that cannot be handled by automated surgical equipment, as the first scientist to use automated surgical equipment, he has accumulated incomparably rich experience...

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