Chapter 905: No one is sure which will come first, tomorrow or the end
Royan felt himself plunged into endless darkness, floating in the void of the unconscious. As if seeing a glimmer of light, consciousness gradually awakened from the darkness.
Suddenly, Royan saw a large truck crashing head-on into him.
As if his body had been hit hard, Luo Yang suddenly opened his eyes from the bed.
A dream.
sounded the scene in the dream, Luo Yang's heart palpitated.
He remembers that before he was unconscious, he was in a car accident.
Suddenly, Luo Yang looked around, and sure enough, he saw a group of people surrounding him, wearing white coats, more like doctors.
He didn't die.
Sure that he was not dead, Luo Yang exhaled.
"Ahhh????h Luo Yang, who was just about to speak, made a series of strange sounds in his throat, like a babbling baby talking.
"Needless to say, your brain's language cortex and motor cortex are partially damaged, and you just had surgery, and you need to learn to speak and walk again. Before that, speak with a consciousness translator. Chen Mo put on a consciousness translator for Luo Yang.
"Where is this?"
Luo Yang looked at the man in front of him, and seemed a little familiar.
"This is the Brain Department of the First Affiliated Hospital of Wushuang University, you were in a car accident and your brain was damaged, and fortunately, your operation was successful." Chen Mo said.
"Are you Chen Mo? You did the surgery on me? Luo Yang suddenly sounded who the man in front of him was, Chen Mo, the strongest super genius in the history of mankind. The legendary man was actually by his side and treated him, which is a little incredible.
"Your family agreed to allow you to participate in my medical research project, so our team performed a partial brain replacement operation on you, and the operation was successful, and it seems that your memory function is fine."
After Chen Mo confirmed the data, he handed the tablet to the medical expert next to him.
From Chen Mo's words, Luo Yang knew what was going on.
After his car accident, his brain was damaged and could not be treated by other hospitals, and finally his family pinned their last hope on Chen Mo's medical research project. Then the operation was successful and he was saved.
"Thank you."
"You're welcome." Chen Mo smiled slightly: "Take a break, you will be able to see your family later." ”
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"This is the latest operation in a partially brain-dead case, and the operation was successful."
Chen Mo handed Luo Yang's case to Lan.
Lan, who was still paying attention to the layout of the Milky Way and the fairy defense line, stared at it, focused on the medical record, reached out to pick it up, and his wise eyes rarely flashed other mood swings.
"Brain medicine technology is mature."
"Really?" The look in Lan's eyes skyrocketed, and her voice was a little excited.
"I've been working on this for five years. A total of 4,926 surgeries were performed this year, with an overall success rate of 78%, compared to 683 surgeries performed in the last two months, with a success rate of 98.4%. Chen Mo said: "The failure of the operation in the first year has lowered the data. You should know that it is impossible to guarantee a 100% success rate for this complex brain surgery. ”
There is no perfect technology in the world, and now this technology, the development of technology is unknown, and if you want to improve the last 1%, it may take more than ten years, or even decades, or more.
Lan looked at the data, and it was already terrifying that some brain-dead surgeries could achieve a 98% success rate.
Even if the medicine of the top civilization in the universe can have a 70% success rate in this field, it is very powerful. At that time, he didn't dare to operate on his daughter casually because the success rate was too low.
"I came here to tell you that if you need surgery, you can do it at any time. But your brain is too developed, the surgery is more complicated than other lifeforms, and the risk will be relatively high. Chen Mo said.
Chen Mo has learned that although Lan's ethnic group is very small in number, its brain is very developed, and Lan is the best in the ethnic group, his brain is more complex, and as Lan's daughter, it is certain that Lan's excellence is inherited.
"How high is the risk?"
"It's only about 70 to 80 percent sure of success."
Hearing this success rate, Lan fell silent, and after a while he spoke calmly: "If the operation fails, I'm afraid I won't be able to serve you anymore." ”
"You're a father, and so am I, and I understand your feelings. I can't wait a hundred years for your daughter to be treated because of these concerns. No one is sure which will come first, the end or tomorrow, the universe is so big, it is uncertain whether we can survive for a hundred years, after all, we have offended several god-level civilizations. ”
Lan looked at Chen Mo seriously, and her expression eased a lot.
For a long time, his daughter has been his biggest heart and concern.
There is an agreement between him and Chen Mo that he will serve Chen Mo, and once he can't save his daughter, he doesn't know what he will do in the future. But Chen Mo used the fastest speed to develop the technology to treat his daughter.
He doesn't believe that the technology is fake, over the years, he has been exposed to almost all the core technologies of the marching ant group, he knows how big the marching ant group is, and how terrifying Chen Mo's research and development capabilities are.
"Let's do it." Lan said with a deep breath.
Arashi's heart tingles when she thinks of her daughter lying in the freezer. In the past, there was not much hope, he didn't dare to let his daughter operate, but now that Chen Mo gave him such a big success rate, he couldn't refuse.
"If the operation is successful, I will serve you for the rest of my life, if ......"
"When the operation is over, you will make a decision, don't be too pessimistic." Chen Mo interrupted Lan's words, even if he was a god, in the face of such a case of half-step stepping into the ghost gate, it was impossible to guarantee a 100% success rate.
……
In one of the freezer chambers of the freezer, there was a silver-skinned female life, similar to Lan, with the softness of female life on her face, and her long and narrow eyes were closed and quiet.
She is Arashi's daughter, Yang Skar Aoyue.
There is an accident in a spaceship and he becomes a living dead who is partially brain dead.
Half of his body stepped into the ghost door and closed.
Lan calmly looked at her daughter in the cabin with sadness in her expression. Every once in a while, he would come to the Building One area to see his daughter.
His daughter is now his only concern.
was already desperate, but Chen Mo gave him hope.
Before, he would never believe that he could have a life in a short period of time and develop the technology to treat his daughter, and he was still eighty percent sure. So when he agreed to serve Chen Mo, he gave Chen Mo a period of one hundred years.
But after returning to Earth and seeing Chen Mo's horror, he changed his mind.
In recent years, the earth's brain medical technology has been climbing wildly. They deliberately admit all kinds of brain patients and have encountered various cases, including some brain deaths.
The case of some brain-dead patients being rescued gave him a lot of confidence.
Although some patients may be treated with sequelae and amnesia, the sequelae can be treated, and the amnesia does not matter, as long as his daughter is alive, it is more important than others.
He believed that what Chen Mo said was true, and he was eighty percent sure of a cure.
Eighty percent of the certainty is already very high, and the medical technology of god-level civilization may not be able to achieve this level.
"Yue'er, the boss said that the technique of treating you is mature, and I can operate on you tomorrow, and if the operation is successful, you will be able to wake up,......" said Lan, tears appeared in Lan's eyes, and he didn't know whether to be sad or happy.
After spending an hour in the freezer, Lan sorted out his emotions, and Lan was reluctant to leave the cryonics laboratory.