It is difficult for ordinary people to understand the researchers' enthusiasm for research, and Chu Jungui is the same, and he will never agree with it.

The extraordinarily long scanning process made Chu Jungui vigilant. But at this moment, he was lying on the operating table, his whole body was sprayed with a layer of anesthetic mist, and his body was gradually unconscious.

At this time, several mechanical arms stretched out, and several thin needles more than ten centimeters long poked out from the front end, gently piercing Chu Jungui's body, penetrating the bones until they reached the bone marrow.

These thin needles were made of special materials, as thin as hair, but extremely strong, and easily penetrated Chu Jungui's bones to reach their destination.

The needle appeared to be inserted deeply, but after penetration, it was withdrawn without causing any damage.

A few thin needles immediately retracted the robotic arm, and then the robotic arm was also retracted. Professor Lu in the control room showed a rare smile on his face. Although he denied his subordinates' idea of slicing Chu Jungui, what age is it now, do you still need so many samples? The number of samples in a few thin needles is enough for research.

"Prepare for surgery, start anesthesia. ”

The assistant next to him reminded in a low voice, "Professor, I have been anesthetized." ”

"Then anesthetize again. He is in good physical condition and the general dose does not work. The professor used a mechanical voice to cover up his small mistakes due to excitement.

Three thin needles stretched out from the operating table, pierced Chu Jungui's body, and released the anesthetic. The researchers of the Tianmen Research Institute were thoughtful, and used two different anesthesia methods before and after, and then the superiors came down to check, and they couldn't find anything wrong with the procedure.

After anesthesia, more than a dozen finger-sized floating medical instruments flew out of the wall, hovered above Chu Jungui, and then shot out a thin beam of light. These high-energy beams are comparable to the sharpest scalpels and are far more accurate than physical knives.

They cut open the wound on Chu Jungui's left arm layer by layer with cell-level precision, and all the nerves, blood vessels, and vital muscle tissues were opened one by one, temporarily sealed, and then waited for the next operation.

In an instant, Chu Jungui's severed arm was like a clump of sea anemones, turning into countless extremely thin strands of flesh, floating in the air.

Each device is monitored by a dedicated researcher who will step in and manually complete the operation if there is a problem with the automated program.

Professor Lu is notoriously distrustful of AI programs, often mentioning a typical case repeatedly. In that case, a completely programmed medical device malfunctioned, and dozens of high-precision knives dismembered the patient on the operating table in an instant, turning it into a complete and separate nervous, skeletal, vascular, and muscular system.

In fact, that case was 700 years ago, but the researchers did not want to offend the powerful Professor Lu, so there were backup personnel behind each automatic medical device.

After treating the wound, six more medical machines of different models appeared, which used tentacle-like robotic arms to fix the parts and interfaces used to control Chu Jungui's severed arm to control the robotic arm, took them out one by one, and threw them into the tray next to them.

When the stuff is full, the pallet flies away on its own, and a new pallet flies over to take over.

One washer tossed a little harder, bounced in the tray and fell to the ground. The tray sank instantly, caught it steadily, and returned to square one, as if nothing had happened.

At this point, Chu Jungui's wound was treated.

A new batch of implants flew in, each with several long robotic arms, as thin as a hair, each with a needle at the tip and a nano-sized fiber on the tip of the needle.

Once each of these implants is in place, they are moved at the same time, with several robotic arms laying the fixture in a predetermined position, and then weaving muscle fibers in an action that is not visible to the naked eye.

Although the implant moves at an astonishing frequency, the basic building blocks of these muscle fibers are too thin, each basic fiber is only 2 nanometers in diameter, and several basic fibers are braided together in a specific structure to become a component of the muscle fiber. A similar process takes hundreds of times to complete the muscle fibers.

The tip of the needle, which can be manipulated at the nanoscale, is naturally not an ordinary material, and the material that makes up the tip has been specially treated to have a density close to that of a neutron star.

These fibers can only extend by one centimeter per hour, and the space around Chu Jungui is already the limit of squeezing ten implants. Each time a muscle fiber is completed, they are pressed down to a position and the process is repeated until all the fibers are ready, and then the clone arm is continued. That's easy.

Chu Jungui was motionless, but he was actually very conscious. At this moment he understood why the operation had been going on for a whole week.

In the control room, Professor Lu has been standing motionless for three hours. He rubbed his somewhat dry eyes, looked at the time, and asked, "Have the follow-up personnel been arranged?"

The assistant said: "It's all arranged, you can rest assured, every shift is arranged with 20% redundancy, and there will be no problems." ”

Professor Lu nodded and said, "It's best not to have a problem. I'm afraid this person's identity is not simple, this operation is not only commissioned by the Lin family, I heard that the royal family is also paying attention. If something goes wrong, don't say you can't afford it, it's me, and I'll take the blame and resign. ”

"So serious?" the assistant startled.

"If it's not serious, you can transplant 90 fibers at a time? This is the output of our research institute for three months, how many big people are waiting in the back, but a young man is cut in line?"

"That's just as well. Rest assured, we never take matters lightly. ”

Professor Lu nodded and said, "I'll go sleep for an hour and call me on time." ”

"You haven't had a break in 48 hours, do you want to get another 5 minutes of sleep?"

"No, I'm not at ease. ”

The assistant knew Professor Lu's temper, and instead of persuading him, he sent him back to his room to rest.

The operation is underway, and the process is still very long.

At this time, Li Ruobai was sitting alone in the room, holding wine in his hand, hesitating, and finally clicked on Lin Xi's communication request.

"It's you, why did you suddenly remember to look for me? Your girlfriend didn't accompany you?" Lin Xi on the screen smiled, smiling a little absent-mindedly.

Li Ruobai sighed, "Come on, Sister Xi, you really don't know how to tell jokes." You know it's you who I have a crush on!"

Lin Xi laughed and said, "Forget it, we are so familiar, I am afraid that I will not be able to help but do it when I fall in love with you." ”

Li Ruobai also smiled and said, "This is like you." By the way, I heard that you're getting married? Why didn't you tell me? I still got the news from Brother Xuan Cheng. ”

Lin Xi's smile suddenly disappeared for most of the time, and he said, "It was originally decided suddenly, and there are some unavoidable reasons. Besides, you know all about Xuancheng, right?"

"Just read the information. Li Ruobai took a sip of his wine glass.

Lin Xi was suddenly stunned and asked, "Why do you drink so much?"

Li Ruobai was also stunned, turned his head to look, and found that there were several empty wine bottles on the small table at hand.