517 Memories rooted in the bones

Sending Jack Jones away, Wu Mian did not go home, but returned to the MRI room with Chu Zhixi again.

This time, not only did there be no foreign aid Zhou Guohui, but even the technicians were not left, and the entire MRI room was empty, with only Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi.

"Brother, it's a little bit better than the worst, but it's only a little bit. Chu Zhixi said very simply.

"Hmm. Wu Mian squinted at the image on the screen, pondered for a few seconds, and said, "A miniature stimulation electrode is definitely not good, and the treatment of severe Parkinson's disease is two different concepts." ”

"It's not okay to have too much damage to the brain functional area, do you have any other good solution?"

"Nope. Wu Mian's jade-like fingers began to operate on the machine.

Thin lines begin to appear on the simple three-dimensional image, quickly filling in the blank space of the previous image.

These "thin lines" are gray-white, lifeless in the three-dimensional picture of the color map, as if they are children's graffiti, densely and meaninglessly outlining the large and small nerve bundles that have lost electrical stimulation.

Looking at the complex three-dimensional image like a book from heaven, Chu Zhixi wrapped the fingers of her right hand around her braid, a habitual action that she would only do when she was thinking about problems unconsciously.

Wu Mian didn't think about it for the time being, he copied the three-dimensional pattern, and began to modify the parameters in the software. After half an hour, he took Chu Zhixi to the office.

"Brother, it is necessary to damage a part of the functional area, which may have physical, functional and even personality effects on the child after awakening. Chu Zhixi held the notebook, looked at the three-dimensional map, and said with some uncertainty.

Wu Mian shook his head slightly, he sat on the chair, his eyes looking at the night outside the window.

Electrode implantation deep in the brain will inevitably damage a part of the brain tissue.

However, from the perspective of the treatment of severe Parkinson's patients, the damage to the brain functional area during the treatment process does not have much impact on the patient. At least until now, there have been no reports of speech or mood disturbances after surgery.

Wu Mian also knew what the girl was worried about.

After all, it is a vegetative awakening, and unlike the treatment of severe Parkinson's disease, there are many electrodes that need to be placed. Too many punctures will inevitably lead to longer operation time, increased collateral injuries, and even unexpected situations.

"It can be done in 5 sessions. Wu Mian said in a deep voice.

"Mental functional areas, visual areas, auditory areas, sensory areas, language functional areas?"

"That's probably the case, and I'll have to study it in detail. Now we are using a microelectrode from FHC, and the effect is mediocre. Wu Mian said, "I want to think about it, first of all, do targeted surgery on the sensory area of the body. ”

"Oh. Chu Zhixi's answer was obviously a little regretful.

"What do you think? Wu Mian smiled and said, "Do you think that after the operation, the child will be like a normal child?"

"Is that your research? Chu Zhixi defended, "My brother can do anything!"

"Don't make trouble, objective laws, objective laws, what do you think. Wu Mian smiled, "The main purpose of this operation is to give Ranko hope, and then produce the puncture needles and microelectrodes I need." ”

"How long will that take? Chu Zhixi said loudly helplessly.

"Ranko has technical reserves, and although a company like theirs can't use it for the time being, it will still allocate some of its strength to conduct research and make reserves. Wu Mian said, "Don't think about this, we will focus on the selection of surgical approaches." Moreover, it is necessary to put forward targeted opinions on the existing surgical approach and puncture needle, and if Ranco is strong, it may be enough to operate 3 times. ”

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Yuan Wei sat quietly in the ward, looking at Grandma.

He is cold and ruthless by nature, and the only fetters in this life are not a few women and children, but the old and declining grandma in front of him.

When he was a child, before Yuan Wei could remember, his parents had passed away, and it was his grandmother who brought him up.

After the development, Yuan Wei did not dare to take Grandma to drift on the sea, but left her in Lijiapo to enjoy the glory and wealth.

Although Grandma is willing to plant all kinds of vegetables in front of and behind the villa like an ordinary Chinese old man, turning a thousand-foot mansion into the ancestral house of his hometown, Yuan Wei has lost his temper because of this matter.

But looking back now, that villa with fruits and vegetables in the front and back yards is full of countless memories. That's what home looks like, and nowhere else is it at all.

Since Grandma had Alzheimer's disease, her condition has gradually worsened. Even after a few years, she forgot about herself, but she still took care of the vegetable garden.

If you have a little land, you have to grow vegetables, which is a matter that is rooted in the bones of Chinese people.

Even if the old man forgets his only flesh and blood relatives and forgets his own existence, like a lonely ghost, he subconsciously takes care of the vegetable garden and is meticulous.

In the past few years, Yuan Wei has always returned to Lijiapo and sat in the vegetable garden looking at his grandmother.

Grandma, on the other hand, looked at the vegetables with a smile on her face.

Only when he is at home will Yuan Wei feel at peace. The ruthlessness and courage of working hard outside are gone. A heart is very quiet, and it is a rare enjoyment in life.

Grandma didn't let anyone touch her vegetable garden, and even the nanny who took care of her accidentally touched the vegetable seedlings, she would be scolded. Grandma doesn't give others to eat the vegetables she grows, only when Yuan Wei comes back, she will pick some green vegetables and mix them with taro and glutinous rice flour for him to eat.

The things made are not delicious, and Grandma's movements are no longer as neat as when she was young, and she doesn't even remember who she is. But she still grows vegetables by instinct and makes the best dishes for herself.

If only Dr. Wu could cure Grandma's Alzheimer's disease, Yuan Wei looked at Grandma and thought quietly.

Although life certainly can't go back to the past, it is impossible to go back to the past.

But it doesn't matter, Grandma can recognize herself, touch her head and call "Ya", which is a hundred times stronger than the four seas and everyone is afraid.

I am old, Yuan Wei watched the sky getting brighter, smiled, and thought to himself.

Coming to the Jianxie Hospital, Grandma had surgery after completing the relevant examinations. The surgery took a short time, less than an hour. It is completely different from what Yuan Wei imagined and understood.

Li Jiapo's medical level is very high, and for Grandma Yu's geriatric disease, Yuan Wei has to take her for physical examinations twice a year. After the physical examination, Yuan Wei was able to memorize the doctor's statement, and it was the same every time.

However, the surgery at Jianxie Hospital was completely different from what the doctors at Singapore General Hospital in Li Jiapo said.

The surgical incision was less than 3cm, and Grandma was able to walk on the ground the next day after surgery.

According to them, mitral regurgitation has been greatly restored, which is a miracle.

I hope miracles will continue to happen, Yuan Wei thought to himself.