After checking and measuring, Warlene determined that one of the modules on the control board was broken, and she found an identical module from the spare parts and replaced it.

Then Warlene tried to use the hand control box to control the left and right direction of the machine movement, and found that the problem of moving in the opposite direction was solved.

However, sometimes it can be moved, and sometimes it can't.

That is, there are places where the transmission line has poor contact.

Wallen smiled bitterly, she was really afraid of something, although the transmission line that controlled the whole machine seemed to be only a few meters away, but there were only several transfer points, and this was not counting the welding points.

Check the transfer point is good to say, at least there is a clear location, I am afraid that there is a virtual line in the middle of the transmission cable, this is the most difficult to check.

If it's hard to check, it has to be checked, Warlene dismantled all the machine shells involved in the relevant wiring, moved the ladder around, climbed up and down the ladder herself, and measured all the relevant wiring from beginning to end with a multimeter, and did not find a single place to break the circuit.

"It's fun!" Wallen laughed at herself and patted her forehead, trying to pat her eyes away, and said to herself to refresh herself, "You either break the circuit or short circuit, and die a happy death, such a half-dead virtual connection, do you want to play with me?"

As soon as the words fell, she heard a "bang" behind her, and Warlene was so frightened that she hit several spirits in a row, but she didn't have any intention at all, and her body was stiff and didn't dare to move.

Not far behind the radiotherapy building is the morgue, it can't be that I said something that shouldn't be said, and I didn't alarm the one that shouldn't be alarmed, right?

But it can't always be stiff like this, Warlene slowly turned her head to look behind her, and when she saw what was making the sound, she breathed a sigh of relief, her legs were weak, and she almost fell off the ladder.

It's really scary, scared to death, scared herself, and even more sad, what shouldn't be there, what made the sound was the skin of the machine tool circuit part that she was erecting against the wall.

The skin is a relatively soft iron sheet, maybe she didn't deliberately pay attention to the angle when she put it, after a long time, the skin slowly slid down the wall, and it happened that she finished talking to herself, and the skin also slipped to the ground, and the collision between the tile floor made a "bang" sound.

"Hmm-" Wallen let out a long breath, emboldening herself.

In the dead of night, even if the protective door is open, the sound insulation effect of the computer room is also very good, unless the sound outside is very close, or the sound is very loud, it can hardly come in, and the computer room is so quiet that a needle falls on the ground, it will be amplified to the deafening level, in this environment, a little sound, it is easy to cause people's imagination.

If there is no problem, it does not mean that the problem will disappear, and the work of checking the line has to be started again until the problem is found, otherwise this problem of poor contact occurs from time to time, which is very annoying and delays.

Wallen simply reconnected all the joints, some of them were on the surface, and this one just took a little effort, while some of the joints were hidden in the depths, which required both effort and skill, and when all the joints were finished, she was so tired that she was sweating.

However, the hand control box controls the left and right directions of the machine tool from time to time.

Without doing anything, Warlene re-welded all the relevant solder joints to eliminate the virtual solder joints.

After this toss, she was so tired that she was sweating profusely.

Fortunately, the problem was solved, and I tried many times with the hand control box, and the machine tool was very obedient and you let it go, and it ran wherever it went.

"Haha," Warlene hung the hand control box on the hook and patted the ladder, "In the future, fitness will depend on you, carrying you to run dozens of laps, it is impossible to be unhealthy, and it is even more difficult to be fat." ”

Warlene looked at her watch, it was already more than three o'clock in the morning, she quickly restored the machine to its original state, cleaned up the machine room, and then went out of the computer room to close the protective door, shut down, turn off the power, and checked that there were no potential safety hazards, then locked the door of the operation room, locked the door and left.

At about three o'clock in the morning, when people slept most soundly and heavily, Wallen stood in the moonlight in front of the radiation therapy building, stared at the few windows with lights on the hospital floor, and took a few long deep breaths to expel the tiredness of her body along the exhaled breath.

Compared to the doctors and nurses who worked the night shift, Wallen felt that she only occasionally worked overtime late into the night, which was not too hard.

She works overtime, facing a machine with familiar performance, while doctors and nurses work night shifts, facing all kinds of patients, and the possibility of rapid changes in their conditions, both psychologically and physically, doctors and nurses are under much greater pressure than her.

The wind blew, and Wallen's sweaty clothes, which were half-warmed by herself, clung to her body, completely squeezing the remaining tiredness out of her body.

It was also the lowest time of the day, and Wallen shivered a few times in the cold, wrapped up her clothes, and walked briskly to the dormitory building.

Although she is used to working overtime at night, she is full of energy when she should be full of energy after a tiring day, but she also has to be afraid that she will fall asleep early and sleep a good night's sleep.

For the next few days, she had to work overtime until all the data was measured.

As her figure disappeared around the corner, a cowering figure stepped out of the shadows near where she had stood.

This figure was much taller than her, and even if she shrank and trembled, it couldn't hide the majestic figure.

This person is none other than Shou Weiguo, who spends almost the entire day sleeping.

Even if he was tired in the past two days, he would not fall asleep soon after a day's sleep, he would simply sit on the bed and take care of some official business, until he heard the footsteps of Wallen approaching the dormitory building on the main road, he would get up and close the door, turn off the light, and pretend to be asleep.

In the dark, staring at the mosquito net, listening to the sound of Wallen tiptoeing back and forth in front of his door, she judged whether she was going to do something every time she walked by, whether she was carrying water to boil water for a shower, or going to bed after going to the bathroom.

It wasn't until there was no sound from Warlene's side that he got up and opened the door to look at Wallen's quarters.

After making sure that Wallen was asleep, he slept peacefully.

Before falling asleep, he would still laugh at his hard work.

Tonight, as he had done last night, he sat in bed after dinner to attend to some business while waiting for Warlene to come back from the night shift.

It felt like it was getting late at night, and he hadn't heard Warlene's footsteps walking down the main road facing the hallway window toward the dorm building.

He guessed that there were more things tonight, and that Director Peng was going to let Volin and them get off work later.

After waiting for a while, it was already twelve o'clock, and Warlene had not returned to the dormitory, and Shou Weiguo couldn't sit still.

He felt that as a leader, Director Peng would not let his subordinates work overtime until more than 12 o'clock, after all, he had to go to work normally the next day, and working too late at night would directly affect the quality of work the next day.