Song Tianxing was seriously ill and hospitalized, although there was no major problem because of the timely rescue, but the doctors of the Air Force General Hospital still recommended that he should not contact work matters in the short term.

"He needs to recuperate now."

The cardiovascular and cerebrovascular physicians of the Air Force General Hospital very seriously explained to Zhang Xingyang, who came in the same helicopter as Song Tianxing.

"Although the patient's condition is relatively good now, it still depends on the follow-up recovery, but the high-intensity altitude like before cannot continue."

The doctor didn't look at the thick reports in his hand, but he was very familiar with the patient's condition.

After telling a lot of content, Zhang Xingyang asked helplessly:

"Doctor, will Chief Master Song leave any sequelae?"

In the rescue just now, the doctor has also learned Song Tianxing's identity, and he is naturally cautious about his situation, and he does not dare to say too well about the follow-up situation:

"Professor Zhang, Chief Master Song, he was due to the rupture of blood vessels in the brain caused by high blood pressure, although fortunately there was no high-risk area, only in the basal ganglia area.

However, we can only gradually eliminate the cerebral hemorrhage, and the sequelae will definitely be there.

Because the brain cells destroyed by cerebral hemorrhage cannot be regenerated, Chief Song may have unfavorable limb movement or even speech.

You all have to be mentally prepared for this. ”

Zhang Xingyang had been prepared in his heart, but he was still shocked by the news.

Song Tianxing's wife, who had just rushed over on the side, couldn't accept this fact, and slowly slumped on the chair in the corridor and silently wiped her tears.

"Teacher Luo, we will do our best to treat Chief Master Song."

After thanking the doctor, Zhang Xingyang comforted Song Tianxing's wife, Luo Min, a little.

Although Song Tianxing's choice to work overtime was his own choice, it was largely influenced by the content of Zhang Xingyang's previous night talk.

Zhang Xingyang felt that he should take on a certain responsibility.

"Doctor, you tell me.

Our old Song, can he still recover? ”

Luo Min raised his head with teary eyes, looked at the doctor in front of him and asked.

"The location of Chief Song's cerebral hemorrhage, according to our current experience, should not involve important functional areas.

If the follow-up treatment is ideal, it should not have much impact on daily life. ”

The doctor patiently explained to the patient's family.

"But Mr. Luo, you should also know that the brain is the most mysterious place in the human body, and our experience and research still have a lot to be desired.

So we can't guarantee that there will be no problems in the follow-up. ”

Luo Min is also a doctor, but she specializes in pediatrics.

However, Luo Min also has some understanding of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases, which are the most complex of all diseases.

Zhang Xingyang looked at the few people who fell silent in the corridor of the hospital, and he also fell into deep thought.

In fact, if Mr. Song wants to get healthy again, there is still a way to do it in the future.

And there's more than one.

The first method is consciousness uploading, which is commonly known as canning.

Although this method can preserve human consciousness, most people will lose their human emotions due to the loss of their physical bodies after more than ten years of living in this way, and become like high-performance artificial intelligence, with only rational computing power.

The body that has evolved over millions of years of human beings, although it is not perfect, is certainly qualified as a container for the human mind.

Although the designed mechanical body can have a longer lifespan than a natural person, can it still be regarded as a human after losing human emotion?

Or can it just be an automaton with the title of human?

Such an argument is necessary because the ultimate question of humanity is involved - who am I?

So Zhang Xingyang doesn't really want to use such a method, because the disadvantages are too great.

And people in this era may not recognize such drawbacks.

They will only see such technology as it can achieve immortality.

The second method is much more troublesome, but the sequelae will be smaller.

The treatment process of this approach is extremely complex.

The main principle is not complicated, but simply put, it is to simulate the early development process of the human brain through special means, so that the necrotic brain cells can be redeveloped.

This treatment can complete most of the brain cell regeneration, but it is more demanding for patients.

It is required that the brain is basically active during the treatment process, otherwise the original memory content cannot be maintained during the birth of new brain cells.

As a result, after the completion of treatment, although the brain repair is completed, the memory is almost completely lost, and the patient becomes a conscious baby.

"Teacher Luo, Chief Master Song Jiren has his own natural appearance, and he will definitely be safe."

Zhang Xingyang comforted Luo Min, who had calmed down from the initial collapse, and said something else in his words.

The technology that had just flashed in Zhang Xingyang's mind was basically impossible to achieve in this era.

Whether it is consciousness uploading or consciousness rebirth, it requires a lot of equipment and personnel that would be considered cutting-edge even in the twenty-second century.

It's like trying to make a chip by hand in the era of the first industrial revolution, which is impossible.

Therefore, Zhang Xingyang finally determined that what might be able to be used by Song Tianxing was only prosthetic technology.

This technology is still in the category of science fiction, but after the 70s of this century, with the in-depth research of brain science and biotechnology, human beings finally lit up this technology tree.

It saved a large number of people who lost limbs due to various accidents, and was evaluated as one of the ten greatest technologies of the twenty-first century in the twenty-second century.

Also on this list are controlled nuclear fusion, deep space manned bases, million-ton starports, and so on.

Zhang Xingyang frantically searched in his mind for the related technologies needed for prosthetic technology.

It is not an easy task to screen out the fastest technology route in the brain.

Under the condition of high-power operation, Zhang Xingyang's brain began to heat up.

First sweating, then with the constant heat, the sweat turned into gas.

So much so that in the eyes of others, it seems that Zhang Xingyang's head is smoking.

Luo Min, who was originally stuck in memories on the side, also noticed that something was wrong, and when he looked up and saw Zhang Xingyang with smoke above his head, he was also taken aback.

"Xingyang, what's wrong with you?"

As a doctor, Luo Min first paid attention to Zhang Xingyang's physical health problems.

"Huh?"

Zhang Xingyang didn't react at first, the whole person was still thinking about the problem of prosthetics, and he looked a little dumbfounded.

Then I watched Luo Min keep staring at the top of his head, and realized that his situation was still a little difficult for people in this era to accept.

In fact, by the end of the 22nd century, protein chips and the latest silicon crystal chips were so tiny that they could be woven into tiny bundles of filaments and implanted into the scalp.

The appearance of the long silver-white hair is fluttering, which is very beautiful, especially the miniature heat dissipation unit woven into it, like streamers moving within the hair.

Zhang Xingyang currently does not have such an external thinking unit, so the heat dissipation can only pass through the sweat glands on his skin, and such a peculiar scene will appear.

"It's nothing, just a little overthinking."

Zhang Xingyang retracted his consciousness from the vast arsenal of science and technology, and said after a long sigh of relief.

"Teacher Luo, Mr. Song will be taken care of by you."

"There's still a lot of work to attend to at the base, so please forgive me for not being able to stay with me here."

Luo Min also knew that Song Tianxing suddenly fell, and there would definitely be a lot of problems, and Zhang Xingyang was now going to clean up the mess for him.

So he said with a little apology:

"Old Song has caused you trouble."

"Nothing, that's what I'm supposed to do."

After a brief answer, Zhang Xingyang left the Air Force General Hospital.

In these days, professional medical helicopters are not particularly common in hospitals, so helicopters parked at the entrance of the hospital with red cross painted on the fuselage have attracted a lot of attention.

The helicopter stirred up a huge wind and waves in the same place, and Zhang Xingyang stepped onto the helicopter while making a loud phone call to ask about Qiao Yang's current situation in the base.

After getting on the helicopter, Zhang Xingyang hung up the phone.

It's not that there is no mobile phone signal on the helicopter, but the noise of the helicopter is too loud, even if Zhang Xingyang speaks loudly, he can't hear it on the other side.

The base is nearly 500 kilometers away from the northern capital in a straight line.

Although this helicopter is a modified military helicopter, it is not very fast because there are a lot of medical support equipment on board, and it can only reach 200 kilometers per hour.

When Song Tianxing fell ill, it was still late at night, and now he is already on the third pole of the day.

Looking out the helicopter window, the almost unchanged grassland, only the occasional herd of cattle and sheep can add a touch of color to this world.

In this short period of time, Zhang Xingyang continued to think about prosthetic technology.

In fact, at the beginning of the 21st century, it was already possible to realize the technology of simple cranial nerve control of limbs.

However, most of these techniques are achieved through "target muscle nerve grafting".

This technique requires the functional areas of the user's brain to be intact.

For example, in 06, there was a research institute that completed such an operation, a woman who lost her arm in a car accident, the functional area of the cerebral cortex that controls the arm was not damaged in the car accident, and the nerve endings still remain intact.

The medical staff redirected the nerve that controlled the woman's arm to the muscle groups that could work normally.

When her brain directs her left arm, she can control the robotic arm by controlling normal muscle groups and then through the electrodes on the surface of that muscle group.

This is also an indirect brain-controlled prosthesis, but it cannot be compared with a fully brain-controlled prosthetic in the future.

And this technology is not very useful for the current situation.

Because Song Tianxing was not unable to work because of an accidental injury, he was caused by damage to the cerebral cortex.

This means that if you want to use this technology, you have to repair the functional areas of the cerebral cortex first.

If there is really this technology, Zhang Xingyang will not need to think hard about prosthetic limb technology.

"So the most important thing now is to get the brain-computer technology out?"

After considering various technical routes, Zhang Xingyang found that no matter what kind of technology, it is inseparable from this key technology.

This technology is not so easy to walk, even if Zhang Xingyang has countless technical materials in his memory.

However, the most critical level of human experimentation is to be confirmed by testing it yourself in this world.

After all, most of the original data came from the seventies and eighties, although in less than a hundred years, the human body will not change dramatically.

However, the growth environment and even the nutritional level of the two sides are very different.

At this point in time, the problem of food and clothing has not been completely solved in China, and there are still many people who are seriously deficient in their daily intake of oil and sugar.

In the seventies and eighties, with the maturity of industrial starch and sugar technology, the annual output of 10,000-ton starch production line can meet the needs of tens of thousands of people.

Since the raw material produced is mainly carbon dioxide, and the energy source is mainly space power station, such a starch production line is much more efficient and costly than traditional agricultural cultivation.

Of course, the starch produced by this technology in peacetime is not eaten by the people, and is basically used as various feed.

In times of war, such technology is mainly to prevent the enemy from using genetic weapons to inflict an irreversible blow on one's own agricultural production areas, and still be able to produce enough food.

As a result, although the area of arable land was still reduced compared to the current one, the dragon country still became a grain exporter.

Every year, tens of millions of tons of starch products can be exported to areas where the food problem is still not solved.

The roar of the helicopter, even with headphones on, kept coming into Zhang Xingyang's ears.

Time flies, and as soon as Zhang Xingyang finishes thinking about the technical route of the prosthetic, he can already see the outline of the base from a distance, and the white condensation cloud on the cooling tower of the thermal power plant in the center that almost does not disperse day and night.

At the entrance to the hospital at the base, jump off the helicopter.

Zhang Xingyang saw a somewhat surprised person:

"Old Sun, why are you here?"

Sun Hongtao didn't know when he came, but it looked like he had just arrived, and he still had a long journey of exhaustion.

However, the old man still asked in a loud voice:

"Song Tianxing, how's the situation?"

"I just had surgery and I'm still recovering."

After Zhang Xingyang briefly talked about Song Tianxing's state, he said in a low voice:

"There may be certain sequelae in the future."

"I caused it all."

Sun Hongtao also basically understood the causes and consequences of Song Tianxing's illness at this time, although he didn't know what Zhang Xingyang said to Song Tianxing that day, but Sun Hongtao didn't blame Zhang Xingyang:

"It's all Lao Song's own choice."

Sun Hongtao patted Zhang Xingyang on the shoulder:

"Don't blame yourself too much."

Then Sun Hongtao changed his words:

"Lao Song is ill, and now the design work of the new fighter has almost stopped, and a new person is needed to take charge."

When he said this, Sun Hongtao stared at Zhang Xingyang's eyes tightly.

Although Sun Hongtao did not say it explicitly, Zhang Xingyang still understood what he meant, that is, to let himself be the new chief designer.

"I'll take my responsibility."

However, Zhang Xingyang did not refuse, but took over the burden.

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