Chapter 563: Where's My Phone? (3/4)
After the news spread, public opinion was in an uproar.
Three days have passed since the successful ignition of the demonstration pile.
However, they only now learned that Chief Designer Lu, who was in charge of the STAR-2 demonstration reactor project, had fallen.
In fact, there was no celebration banquet at the demonstration reactor base, and the commendation meeting was not held for a long time, and even after that, there was no indication at all, and many people have seen the clue from it.
It's just that most of the speculation at that time focused on whether the STAR-2 demonstration reactor had actually completed the ignition, rather than on Lu Zhou's own health.
And now after this incident, everyone is confused.
In fact, the high-level did not think about keeping the secret of Lu Zhou's coma all the time, and even the press release of "doing his best" was prepared for him.
It's just that no one thought that he would be in a coma for so long, so that after so many days, there was no sign of waking up.
Considering the change in the direction of public opinion, and the continued secrecy, there is no longer any point.
Hua Guo finally confirmed the news.
The first to take a stand was Renren Daily.
The press release, with "do your best" as its core ideology, was changed and changed, and finally released on the front page.
[Professor Lu Zhou, the chief designer of China's controllable fusion project and a well-known Nobel Prize and Fields Medal winner, finally collapsed at the experimental site due to long-term overload when the controllable nuclear fusion demonstration reactor was successfully ignited......]
[According to his colleague, during the most difficult period of research, the lights in his office were left on for a week without going off.] At his busiest time, he didn't even bother to eat lunch......]
[He is a torch who illuminates the road to the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation with his youth. He is a candle that burns all his ...... for the sake of science and noble causes]
May he wake up safely. 】
The picture of the newspaper is a candle.
It is very rare that Renren Daily will pray for the safety of a person in such an important position.
The editor's heart was heavy, and the listeners were also in tears.
Controlled fusion ignition was successful.
It would have been a joyous moment.
However, on this day when the whole country celebrates the reunion and celebrates the success of the ignition, he should have sat with his family and shared the joy of this moment, but he burned himself in the end and ignited the light of controlled fusion.
Perhaps, he has long since stopped.
But standing there and commanding, he persevered until the end, until the moment when the ignition was successful......
Very rarely, there were no trolls in the accident this time.
Even at the moment when the STAR-2 demonstration reactor project was successful, there were many people who said things like "working hard and losing money" or "great success", and poured cold water on others with conspiracy theories or subjective assumptions.
And at this moment, no matter whether they see this news, their hearts are really dark enough to feel "happy", but as long as they are still intelligent, they will know what a terrible thing it is to offend the anger of the public.
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Hundreds of thousands of candles floating......
【(Candle) (Candle) ......】
[Good luck soon!] (Candles)】
[May I be single for twenty years, and you will wake up as soon as possible.] (Candles)】
【……】
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At the same time, the international debate is also going on.
U.S. representative: "Professor Lu Zhou is the wealth of all mankind, and his health is not just the responsibility of China. If you don't have the ability to heal him, I recommend that he be taken to our Johns Hopkins Hospital in Maryland. There, he will receive the best treatment. ”
The French representative interjected: "In terms of neurosurgery, St. Joseph's Hospital is also a good choice!" We are willing to cover all of Professor Lu's medical expenses and ensure that he receives the best possible treatment. ”
The British representative knocked on the table and interrupted the French representative's speech, and said solemnly: "St. Joseph's Hospital? Where is that? Are you sure you're not kidding? No one can doubt that our Royal Hospital of London is higher than what St. Joseph does not know where. ”
There was a lot of debate at the conference table about this issue.
Eventually, the Chinese representatives stood up and interrupted all the quarrels.
"For the sake of Professor Lu's safety, we will not agree to such a proposal unless it is his own will."
The representative of the US side said solemnly: "I hope you are responsible for Lu Zhou's health!" ”
Chinese representative: "Sending him to you is the biggest irresponsibility for his health." ”
U.S. representative: "What do you mean?" ”
Chinese representative: "Hehe. ”
Not only governments, but also the World Health Organization have come forward and expressed their willingness to send a medical team to Beijing free of charge to provide medical assistance to this outstanding scholar.
In the end, on this issue, China still made a certain degree of concession.
After all, if other countries are still playing their own little ninety-nine in this matter, then Hua Guo is probably the one who hopes that he can wake up the most.
If domestic experts can't solve the problem, at least they have to listen to the opinions of foreign experts on this matter.
Compared to a team of experts from a single country, the World Health Organization is undoubtedly a good buffer.
Even if it still can't be ruled out, it's at least manageable.
In this way, a medical team of experts from many countries set off from Geneva to China.
However, what is surprising is that the results of the consultation of the international expert group are not much better than the domestic expert group, and even the most authoritative neurosurgeon cannot confirm the cause of his coma.
Academician Castine, from the UK, expressed his opinion.
"I think it's a very amazing medical phenomenon, and it can even serve as a paradigm in the history of medicine."
Academician Zhao Zhongji said expressionlessly: "Oh? ”
Academician Castin nodded with a little excitement in his eyes: "Yes, everything is normal in his body, he may just be asleep, but he just can't wake up." If you can figure out why he fell asleep, it could mean a Nobel Prize-worthy discovery. ”
Originally, when he came to China, he only regarded this matter as a policy to win the favor of a certain scholar and Huaguo. After all, the Royal Academy of Sciences promised him a considerable research grant.
But now, he was completely captivated by the miraculous situation.
Academician Zhao Zhongji had a straight face, although he was also very curious about what this Nobel Prize-level discovery was, but compared to the Nobel Prize, he was naturally more concerned about when Lu Zhou would wake up.
The life of a top scholar cannot be compared with the honor of ten Nobel Prizes.
"If you dare to experiment on him, I swear you won't be able to do it in your life."
Seeing that he was really angry, Academician Castin smiled awkwardly and said in a relaxed manner.
"Don't be nervous...... I'm just talking. ”
Although the expression on his face at first did not seem to be just talking.
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The multinational team of experts did not have any good ideas, not to mention that the domestic side was not particularly relieved of them, and the treatment became constrained.
On the bright side, though, at least his "condition" didn't deteriorate.
However, for him who is unconscious, there are still many people who are anxious about his affairs.
If there is anyone who is not in a hurry, I am afraid that only Lu Zhou himself.
On January 20, it was cold, and snowflakes were floating outside the window, coating the glass window with a layer of curtain.
The new year has passed, and it will be Chinese New Year's Eve in 4 days.
At this moment, Lu Zhou, who was wearing a respirator and lying on the bed, had an expression on his face as serene as ever, and if he listened closely, he could even hear the even breathing.
Yan Yan, who was sitting on the edge of the bed with tears in the corners of her eyes, recalled the old father with an angry face a few days ago, and the door panel that fell in front of her.
And, what he said to her.
"Get out!"
"I don't have a daughter like you!"
His father was a soldier who had made meritorious service in Vietnam, gave birth to her very late, and has now retired.
For the man who has devoted almost his life to the country, nothing is more important than the interests of the country.
Even if it's his own daughter.
She knew why he was angry, but she had never been so wronged.
Taking a deep breath, Yan Yan suddenly felt that her nose was a little sour.
After all, she was only in her twenties.
Originally, she thought she was mature enough, but now it seems that she is still too young.
Maybe the road was too smooth, or maybe the excellent grades in the military school made her superfluous conceit, so that she had the illusion that even if an accident happened, she could easily deal with it......
When she took on the task with confidence, she didn't even think about the possibility of failure.
With her arms propped up on her knees, she buried the bridge of her nose in her folded palms.
However, just as she fell into a whirlpool of self-blame and pain, a cough came from the side.
Immediately after, the dull and reassuring voice came through the breathing mask.
"Cell phone...... Where is my phone? ”