590 You shouldn't be like that
Although Owen Rothschild did not understand medical treatment, and Wu Mian repeatedly refused, he finally insisted on going down the mountain with Wu Mian.
Lin Daoist looked at the long motorcade winding all the way, and the headlights were like jewels dotted in the night, and his heart was strange.
What is the status and status of a foreigner called Owen, Daoist Lin is not in the mood to inquire. Just seeing the security forces sent by the National Security Bureau can be seen, and there is no need to think about it at all.
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"Wu, I think you should put all your energy into a new field of research. Aowen sat in the car, holding a red wine glass in his hand, and raised it to Wu Mian from afar, "There have been breakthroughs in every field, and thousands of people have benefited, which is much better than treating diseases one by one." β
"Owen, I want to do the same, but it's a pity. Wu Mian smiled and didn't continue.
"How about coming to my lab? Keep you safe. Owen Rothschild asked lightly, looking nonchalant, just casually.
"Your gaze has betrayed you, Owen. Wu Mian said, "Devilish greed will devour your heart." β
"Wu, you're too stubborn. Owen smiled, "In 5 years, I guarantee that you will win the Nobel Prize within 5 years." β
"I've never been interested in the Nobel Prize. Wu Mian said, "I am a doctor, and my job is to treat diseases and save people." β
"Then again, a breakthrough in cutting-edge fields will save more people. You know, you know for sure. β
"Isn't it true that this kind of research will also make the capitalists gain more?" Wu Mian said, "I have studied economics for a while, and in the end it is a dead knot, no matter whose experience theory is the same in the end." So, Owen, it is the class that is deniing the world that is being devoured by you. β
Owen Rothschild shrugged his shoulders.
"There is a science writer in our country named Liu Cixin, and we call him Da Liu. Wu Mian didn't want to disagree too much with Owen, and said in a soft tone, "He wrote a ridiculous science fiction article called "Supporting Mankind". β
"I've read his "Three-Body Problem", which is quite a good one. But I don't think it's science fiction, it's a fable. Owen said.
"Almost, my girl likes it. Wu Mian said, "The book I mentioned mentioned that the gap between the rich and the poor is seriously divided, and there is only one person left who is the ultimate producer, and everyone else is poor. β
"Wu, join my team, our goal is to become a lifelong product. Owen Rothschild smiled gracefully, "Isn't it? β
"Yes, you have been working on it. Wu Mian leaned back in his seat, his fingers tapping on the armrest, and the wooden armrest made a dull low sound.
"As higher education becomes more expensive, going to university has become a privilege for the children of the elite, but there are limits to it. Musk's company's research on human-machine interface is a stage in the future of Da Liuzhong. β
"It's an intellectual amplifier that takes the human mind to the next level. At this time, knowledge, intelligence, profound thoughts, and even perfect psychology and character, artistic and aesthetic ability, etc., became commodities and could be boughtβthe era of super-education came. β
"At that time, you will monopolize everything, and you will not have to go to great lengths to advocate quality education and happy education. Their young people take 'smart drugs' and study hard all night at Ivy League universities, and ordinary children take another medicine and party all day long. β
"Hahaha. Owen Rothschild laughed, "Wu, even if I become a lifelong laborer, you are still my friend." β
"It looks like this now, but who knows the future?" Wu Mian looked into Owen's eyes and said with a smile, "Essentially, live in the present." I can save people, so why don't I do it? Do you have to try to figure out how you and your offspring can become the ultimate birth, so that your offspring will perish?"
"You're too pessimistic. β
"It's true, Owen, my friend. Wu Mian said, "But even if there is a terminal birth, it will take at least 50 to 100 years." β
"There is a very professional judgment on the question you mentioned, at least about 200 years. I will try to live until that time and see that the whole world belongs to me. Owen Rothschild said elegantly and calmly.
"If you don't die. β
"What does the word die?" Owen asked.
"You know I had a fight with my teacher. Wu Mian said.
"Yes. Dr. Anthony is a good man, and you shouldn't argue with him. β
"Owen, you are dying. Wu Mian smiled, "I will never tell you the specific reason, but I can say for sure that anything that Maryland is doing now is dead." β
"......" Owen raised the red wine glass in his hand, smiled slightly, and took a sip of red wine.
"It's still good to drink red wine, I can't get used to your white wine. β
"Owen, that's Moutai, Feitian Moutai, our best liquor. Wu Mian said, "It is used to entertain distinguished guests." β
"I know. Owen said, "You are so stubborn, Wu, I really suggest you go back with me." Whatever you need, I'll get it for you right the first time. All kinds of equipment, consumables, funds, cutting-edge research results. β
"Owen, I'll give you a suggestion too. Wu Mian sat up, straightened his waist, and said, "Stay with me, this is the advice your friend gave you." β
Owen Rothschild looked at Wu Mian in surprise, not understanding what he was talking about.
In the face of disagreement, Wu Mian didn't want to explain more, and Owen didn't want to ask.
The car finally quieted down, Owen took out a red wine glass, and was about to pour the wine, Wu Mian said, "I want to see a patient, don't drink." β
"The Puritan life was particularly boring. Owen said.
"There is no one who does not like to enjoy, alas, there is no chance. β
"You're too disciplined, Wu. Owen laughed, "Speaking of the author, I suspect he spied on my life and made the right predictions. You know, my first business was women's hygiene products. β
"Prophecy, do you expect that even the air will be yours in the future?" Wu Mian asked.
"Of course, who wouldn't think so?" said Owen, "Wu, are you interested in human-machine interfaces? Maybe you can dedicate yourself to it, and then you will become the first supersapient." β
"I'm not interested, I'm a doctor, and all I can do is cure the sick and save people. Wu Mian refused Owen's invitation without thinking about it, or rather, it was a temptation.
Owen shrugged his shoulders and looked out the window at the dim light, pondering something.