Family lounge.

Mrs. Newsom and her children waited anxiously—

They had been waiting for hours, and it was already exhausting to get from California to New York, not to mention the disappointment they had already experienced in a California hospital.

His eyes were dark and he leaned wearily against his chair and wall, and there was a silent anxiety in the air.

The California hospital told them that the governor was in a very bad condition, and even if he barely survived, there was a high probability that he would be in a vegetative state.

Either you become a fool, or in short, the brain damage is very serious.

In this case, they can only believe in the proposal of Gene Cooperative International: to use experimental techniques to target the cranial nerves with radical therapy.

But experimental technology is experimental technology after all, and it's more like a last resort, and no one knows what the outcome will be.

Syllable.

The door to the operating room opened.

Wearing a mask, Connors was also a little tired, and nodded to the family members, indicating that they should be allowed to enter.

This operation caused Mrs. Newsom to be struck like a lightning strike--

She thought it meant to let them see each other for the last time!

"Doctor."

"The voice is small, the patient's nerves are still recovering, try to avoid any intense stimulation."

The eldest son walked briskly into the operating room.

Governor Newsom opened his eyes and saw the glare of the operating room lights --

This was set up on purpose, and the light began to soften when he opened his eyes.

In memory. He seems to have been hit by a car. Hit by a car!

He suddenly became nervous!

I was hit by a car but I didn't die! There will definitely be more attacks after that!

Or. Where is he now?!

The nervousness caused the brain to fluctuate rapidly, until he saw his wife and eldest son enter the door-

"Dad!" "Arnie (Arnold's nickname)!"

Lille pressed his arms against the excited two, and that's when Newsom noticed that the young man seemed to be. Doctor?

The sound sounds familiar, I don't know where I've heard it, maybe it's news?

"Guys, I know you're a little excited right now, but we're using electrical stimulation therapy to repair nerve damage, so please try to keep the patient's mind calm."

"I'm alright, doctor." The governor's eldest son quickly adjusted and said respectfully, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Lee." ”

Although he looked a lot calmer, he habitually stretched out his hand, and it could be seen that he was actually very excited.

Lille waved his gloved hand: "It's okay, I guess we'll have a lot of collaboration in the future, but until then, it's best to take a break." ”

The man withdrew his hand, not embarrassed: "Okay, but about this attack."

"There might be a follow-up, right? It doesn't matter, we've hired a security company to take care of security here, and there will be no problems.

You're all here, aren't you? At least in New York, right? ”

"It's all here—those people. They are rampant. ”

The man looked a little angry, but this emotion was well suppressed in his heart, and it seemed that he was also a young man who was planning to enter politics.

"I know." Lille took off his gloves and took off his mask, "If you need to, you can also use the special line to contact the outside."

Trust me, a secure communication channel is important, and that's exactly what I'm good at, and we'll talk about something else tomorrow. ”

The man looked surprised and looked at his father.

Arnold regained a lot of his sanity and memory, and his mentality changed quickly because his family was by his side.

He nodded lightly to his son, who spoke again:

"Well, let's talk tomorrow, thank you again for your help."

Lille nodded, and walked out of the operating room with Professor Connors and the others.

As soon as the front foot was gone, several heavily armed security personnel walked in and stood guard outside the operating room and break room.

Their expressions were hidden under the half-face tactical mask, and their eyes barely fluctuated, and they looked very professional, so professional that they even made people a little frightened.

But in this situation, it makes people feel at ease-

Arnold blinked: in this room, he and his family, Lille didn't ask about it, it seemed rude, but in fact.

He thought he had done a good job.

Whatever the real situation is, sometimes it's better not to ask than to ask.

By the next day, Arnold's cables were all pulled out, leaving only a small opening sealed under the medical seal.

"So my brain is loaded now. A miniature version of a computer? ”

"It's just a bunch of electronic devices, and you can take them down if you want to, but you'd better think about it.

I'm guessing you've noticed some numbness and weakness in your lower body, and it's because you've had a hard injury to your spine unless it's replaced."

"Or I'll have to die in a wheelchair?"

"That's not it, you just have to walk slowly with a cane."

"Shet. Can this little hole be solved? ”

"To a certain extent, we are working on a . Well, high-sensitivity prosthetic technology.

You can block your damaged spinal nerves and then use other nerves that can still be used to conduct signals to assistive mobile devices.

Medically called."

"Equivalent to a functional compensation?" Governor Newsom immediately picked up, "My mother had this kind of surgery before she died, and the doctor also said that she should exercise more to promote functional compensation.

But you guys sound a little too sci-fi, you know? I've acted in a movie, and it's a movie in it."

Lille had a strange expression: "A killer robot, I know, anyway we have the technology for this." ”

"That's a good feeling, I can try it." Although Governor Newsom couldn't shrug his shoulders, his expression made a matching shrug expression, "Let's get down to business."

Your skills are even better than the news says, I heard that the experts at the California State Hospital said that I had to be in a vegetative state, and you saved me in one day.

Go to California, we'll give you the green light to have whatever resources you want. ”

"Yes." Lille nodded happily, "But it's impossible to give up New York." ”

"I know it's impossible, and you're going to support you in New York, and you want to support a mayor, right?"

"Yes." Lille nodded, "But that's on my side, I have my own plans." ”

"It's a pity."

Arnold shook his head slightly.

He meant to get Anthony, the union president supported by Lille, to join their party.

It's a pity that Lille didn't mean that.

Lille continued: "It's not a shame that we can still work together. ”

"Be specific."

"For example. The kind of chip you use is developed by us alone, and the mass production technology is in place very quickly--

As long as the supporting land and policy support, the first production line can start last week. ”

Arnold was slightly stunned, and was in awe-

California has a very famous high-tech industrial base, Silicon Valley.

It is also the birthplace and concentration of the semiconductor industry, but now because all the production capacity is invested in the military industry, the order industry mainly comes from there-

This is a very bad phenomenon, and it won't be long before companies will naturally lead to profitable policies for them, from shareholders to CEOs to workers.

San Francisco is already showing signs of spiraling out of control due to the surge in military orders, which is not good.

Now there is a turning point.

"Detail -- I want to know the details, to be precise, we want to know the details."

Lille nodded happily and clicked on the projection on the wall--

The opponent has a lot of arrangements, and the forces are much stronger than Lille's side.

The good news is that in terms of means, he can almost always come up with a reciprocal countervail.

(End of chapter)