Hir. Rafson, you are aware of my relationship with Dr. Mehal. Twenty years ago, when I was just coming up with some kind of speculation about the turbulence theory, PhDs kept coming to me trying to solve the problem. ”

"This damn conundrum was not solved by His Excellency Newton back then. I was just trying to fulfill the regrets of the great man, and I didn't expect to see even a little breakthrough in my lifetime. ”

"Yesterday I received an email from Dr. Mehal, and I did not trust his judgment and became suspicious. I will definitely apologize to Dr. Mehal for that.

Until today, I saw the operation and did a three-dimensional reconstruction of dynamic blood flow...... It must be after the soul of Lord Newton returns to the arms of the gods, and God explains the turbulence, that he will reappear in the world and help us foolish people solve this problem. ”

"......" Raphson felt he didn't understand Dr. Olsen.

Is he talking about an operation that solves the last problem of classical physics?

Damn, that can't be, I must have misunderstood.

"Your Excellency Raphson, the procedure seems to me to be just an experiment, and the human body is the perfect simulation device.

The great Dr. Mehal is one of the greatest men in the history of science. He used his body as a simulation device to show me, to the Royal Academy of Sciences, and to physicists all over the world a perfect experiment. ”

"Hurry up, I can't wait to show His Excellency Loughson the latest results of turbulence. Olsen and the researcher beside him said, their voices a little hurried.

The world's most advanced instruments simulate and re-establish blood flow at breakneck speeds.

But I waited a full 10 minutes.

Subsequently, a red background appears on the LCD screen.

This is blood vessels, the medical award judges present can see at a glance.

The blood is constantly flowing in the blood vessels, and it only takes more than ten minutes to make this exquisite dynamic three-dimensional reconstruction, and the black technology of the Royal Academy of Sciences makes everyone present sigh.

"Allow me to explain it to you. Olsen smiled, and the smile couldn't hide his impatience.

Picking up the laser pointer, Olsen walked over to the LCD screen.

"The blood flows in layers and is marked with different chromatograms in the reconstruction, so that it can be seen more clearly. The blood in Dr. Mehal's veins, that doesn't happen. Olsen spoke first, and then the laser pointer turned on, and a red dot appeared on the LCD screen.

"The power of laminar flow is so difficult to capture, and it is also up to God to decide when turbulence will form. Olsen said quickly, "Here, looking at the smooth flow of blood, is about to form an abominable turbulence. ”

Sure enough, when everyone's eyes focused on the laser pointer's indication, they saw the smooth laminar currents crashing against each other, breaking like ocean waves, and then a whirlpool appeared.

At this time, the micro-guidewire, which occupies half of the screen, appears in front of the turbulence.

The judges of the medical school clearly saw a part of the surgical process, and although they knew that the operation had been perfectly over, they still felt nervous when they saw this scene.

The advance of the guidewire is affected by turbulence and there is a shift. It's like a small fishing boat under a typhoon in the depths of the ocean, which will go up and down, and there can be no other ending.

If there is a succession of turbulence, it is likely that this overrun will fail.

However......

The results that everyone imagined in their minds did not happen.

Before the guidewire encounters turbulence, it begins to tremble slightly and change angles.

"Slow down, slow down, I want 1/8 of the speed. Olsen yelled, his voice echoing through the central room, and the water in the glass in front of Dr. Raphson began to ripple slightly.

"Damn! 1/8 can't show the sorcerer's subtle skills. 1/16 times the speed!" As Olsen continued to roar, the speed displayed on the LCD screen became slower and slower, while the ripples of water in the water cup became larger and larger.

"Yes, exactly. Please note that it is impossible for the surgeon to see the turbulence from the screen in front of him.

Because you can't observe the microscopic world only through your low-resolution interventional images. Olsen roared with emotion, not caring at all whether the hearts of the old people in the central conference room could bear it.

A fire burned in his chest. It was a dream of a physicist who studied classical physics, and Dr. Olson went berserk.

"I guess, or maybe the magician feels the power of the turbulence!, look, look!" Olsen seemed to transform into a football commentator, and the laser pointer could no longer satisfy his surging emotions. He threw the laser pointer away, pointed his finger at the LCD screen, and yelled, "See, that's it, the damn microwire moves like a genie! It dodges, dodges! Oh no! I can't believe it's real!"

"This is the work of the gods!"

"Dodge the turbulence!Look, the turbulent sorcerer who continues to generate can't dodge, he's actually controlling that damn guidewire to go straight through!"

"The power of the turbulence is unpredictable, he is constantly changing his methods! He is not a man, he is certainly not a man! This is a machine, absolutely a machine!"

Olsen's roar beat like a wave in the hearts of the medical award judges.

Several people, whose faces were pale and ugly, had already begun to take out the medicine and took it orally without hesitation.

"It's wonderful, the guidewire actually passed through the turbulent layer and moved on!" Olson roared, "This is the last addition to classical physics, and the great Mr. Newton would be very happy if we could digitize the surgical process and finally reconstruct and refine the relevant theories!"

"Look, another turbulence, another perfect show!"

The judges of the "......" Medicine Award looked at Olsen's hair and actions in silence, silent.

"It's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's gone, it's gone!"

And he, like a tenor, was roaring, roaring, venting the passion in his chest.

Dr. Mehal was right, these hands were kissed by God to guide us who are lost in the dark. This year's physics prize, it must be him, and there will definitely be no one else who can compete, absolutely not!"

At Dr. Olson's roar, the guidewire cut through the turbulence as if it had never moved.

"It's just wonderful! The edifice of classical physics, we have been waiting for this scene for 200 years! Now I declare that the edifice of classical physics has been built!"

As Dr. Olsen let out a final roar, snapping sounds rang out one after another.

The glass of water in front of the judges of the medical award shattered, and the water spilled.

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