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Song Tianxing was seriously ill and was hospitalized. Although there was no serious problem because of the timely rescue, the doctors at the Air Force General Hospital still suggested not to touch work matters in the short term.

"He needs to rest now."

The cardiovascular and cerebrovascular physician of the Air Force General Academy seriously explained to Zhang Xingyang who came over with Song Tianxing in the same helicopter.

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

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

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

"Doctor, will Master Song have any sequelae?"

The doctor had also learned about Song Tianxing's identity during the rescue just now, so he was naturally cautious about his situation, and did not dare to speak too well of the follow-up situation:

"Professor Zhang, Mr. Song, he ruptured a blood vessel in the brain due to high blood pressure. Although he was lucky, there was no high-risk area, only the basal ganglia area.

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

Because the brain cells damaged by the cerebral hemorrhage cannot regenerate, Song Zongshi may experience difficulties in physical activities, and may even be unable to speak.

You have to be mentally prepared for these. "

Zhang Xingyang was already prepared in his heart, but he was still shocked by the news and his heart trembled.

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

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

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

Although it was Song Tianxing's choice to work overtime, it was largely influenced by what Zhang Xingyang said in the previous night talk.

Zhang Xingyang felt that he should shoulder certain responsibilities.

"Doctor, tell me.

Can our old Song recover? "

Luo Min raised her head with tears in her eyes, looked at the doctor in front of her and asked.

"Based on our current experience, the location of Master Song's brain hemorrhage should not involve important functional areas.

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

Facing the patient's family, the doctor explained patiently.

"However, 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 many shortcomings.

So we can't guarantee that there will be no problems in the future. "

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

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

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

In fact, in Mr. Song's situation, if he wants to regain his health, there is still a way in the future.

And there's more than one kind.

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 after living in this way for more than ten years, and become like a high-performance artificial intelligence, leaving only rationality computing power.

Although the body that humans have evolved over millions of years is not perfect, it is definitely qualified as a container for human thinking.

Although the designed mechanical body can have a longer lifespan than a natural person, can it still be considered a human being after losing human emotions?

Or can it only become an automatic machine with the title of human being?

Such a debate is necessary because it involves the ultimate question of human beings - who am I?

So Zhang Xingyang didn't really want to adopt this method, because the disadvantages were too great.

And people in this era may not realize such drawbacks.

They will only see that such technology can achieve immortality.

The second method will be a lot more troublesome, but the sequelae will be smaller.

The treatment process of this method is extremely complicated.

The main principle is not complicated. 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 kind of treatment can complete most of the brain cell regeneration, but it has higher requirements for patients.

It is required that the brain remains 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 treatment of some patients, although the brain has been repaired, the memory has almost completely disappeared, and they have become a baby at the conscious level.

"Teacher Luo, Mr. Song is auspicious people with their own celestial features, so they will be safe."

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

The technology that just flashed through Zhang Xingyang's mind is basically impossible in this era.

Whether it is consciousness uploading or consciousness rebirth, a lot of cutting-edge equipment and personnel are required even in the 22nd century.

This is like trying to make chips by rubbing hands in the era of the first industrial revolution. It is impossible.

So Zhang Xingyang finally decided that Song Tianxing might be able to use it, and there was a high probability that it was only prosthetic technology.

This technology is still in the category of science fiction now, but after the 1970s, with the in-depth research of brain science and biotechnology, humans finally lit up this technology tree.

It saved a large number of people who lost their limbs due to various accidents, and was evaluated as one of the ten greatest technologies of the 21st century in the 22nd century.

Also on this list are controllable nuclear fusion, manned bases in deep space, megaton starports, and more.

Zhang Xingyang frantically searched in his mind for the related technologies that the prosthetic technology needs to light up.

It is not an easy task to select the technological route that can be completed the fastest among the vast number of technologies in the brain.

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

Sweat first, and then with the constant heat, the sweat turns to gas.

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

Luo Min, who was originally lost in memory, also noticed something was wrong, and when he looked up and saw Zhang Xingyang, who was smoking above his head, he was also taken aback.

"Xingyang, what's wrong with you?"

As a doctor, Luo Min was the first to pay attention to Zhang Xingyang's health problems.

"Um?"

Zhang Xingyang didn't react at first, he was still thinking about the issue of prosthetic limbs, he seemed a little dazed.

After watching Luo Min staring at the top of his head, he realized that his situation is still a bit unacceptable for people of this era.

In fact, at the end of the 22nd century, protein chips and the latest silicon crystal chips are already so small that they can be woven into tiny bundles and then implanted in the scalp.

The silver-white long hair flutters from the outside, which is really beautiful, especially the micro cooling unit incorporated in it, which moves like streamers of light 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, so that such a strange scene will appear.

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

Zhang Xingyang gathered his consciousness back from the vast technology library, and said after taking a long breath.

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

"There are still a lot of things to deal with at the base, please forgive me for not being able to accompany me here."

Luo Min also knew that Song Tianxing's sudden collapse would cause many problems. Zhang Xingyang was going to clean up the mess for him now.

So he said a little apologetically:

"Lao Song has caused you trouble."

"It's nothing, it's what I should do."

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

These days, professional medical helicopters are not very common in hospitals, so the helicopter parked at the entrance of the hospital with the red cross painted on its fuselage has attracted the attention of many people.

The helicopter caused a huge storm on the spot, and Zhang Xingyang stepped onto the helicopter while calling loudly to ask Qiao Yang about the current situation in the base.

After boarding the helicopter, Zhang Xingyang hung up the phone.

It wasn't that there was no mobile phone signal on the helicopter, but that the noise of the helicopter was too loud. No matter how loud Zhang Xingyang spoke, he couldn't hear him on the other side.

The straight-line distance from the base to Beidu is close to 500 kilometers.

Although this helicopter was transformed from a military helicopter, but because there are a lot of medical maintenance equipment on board, the speed is not very fast, it can only reach 200 kilometers per hour.

It was still late at night when Song Tianxing fell ill, but now the sun is already high.

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

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

In fact, in the early 21st century, it has been possible to realize the technology of simple brain nerves controlling limbs.

However, most of these technologies are achieved through "targeted muscle nerve transplantation".

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

For example, in 2006, a research institute completed such an operation. A lady 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 were still intact.

The medical staff did this by redirecting the nerves that control the woman's arm to the muscle groups that are working normally.

When her brain directs the left arm, it can control the normal muscle group, and then through the muscle electrodes on the surface of this group of muscle groups, it can control the mechanical arm.

This can also be regarded as an indirect brain-controlled prosthetic, but it cannot be compared with the future fully brain-controlled prosthetic.

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

Because Song Tianxing's limbs were not unable to work due to accidental injury, he was caused by cerebral cortex damage.

This means that if you want to use this technology, you must first repair the opponent's cerebral cortex functional area.

If this technology really existed, Zhang Xingyang would 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, it is inseparable from this key technology.

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

But the most critical level of human experiments still needs to be tested in this world to be confirmed.

After all, most of the original data came from the 1970s and 1980s. Although it has been less than a hundred years, the human body will not undergo great changes.

But 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 many people still have a serious shortage of daily intake of oil and sugar.

In the 1970s and 1980s, with the maturity of industrial starch and sugar preparation technology, the annual output of a 10,000-ton starch production line could meet the needs of tens of thousands of people.

Since the raw material for production is mainly carbon dioxide, and the energy source is mainly space power stations, such a starch production line is much more efficient and costly than traditional farmland planting.

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

During the war, such technology is mainly to prevent the enemy from using genetic weapons, and to produce enough food after causing an irreversible blow to one's own agricultural production area.

This also led to the fact that although the area of ​​cultivated land has shrunk compared to what it is now, the Dragon Kingdom has become a grain exporter.

Tens of millions of tons of starch products can be exported every year to areas that have not yet solved the food problem.

The roar of the helicopter, even wearing earphones, still kept coming to Zhang Xingyang's ears.

Time passed quickly, and Zhang Xingyang had just finished thinking about the technical route of the prosthetic limb, and he was able to see the outline of the base from a distance, and the white condensed cloud that was almost lingering day and night on the cooling tower of the thermal power plant in the center.

At the gate of the hospital at the base, jump out of the helicopter.

Zhang Xingyang saw a somewhat surprised person:

"Old Sun, why are you here?"

Sun Hongtao didn't know when he came here, but it looked like he had just arrived, and he was still tired from the long journey.

However, the old man still asked loudly:

"Song Tianxing, how is 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 follow-up."

"I caused all this."

At this time, Sun Hongtao also basically understood the cause and effect of Song Tianxing's illness. Although he didn't know what Zhang Xingyang said to Song Tianxing that day, Sun Hongtao didn't mean to blame Zhang Xingyang:

"This is Lao Song's own choice."

Sun Hongtao patted Zhang Xingyang on the shoulder:

"Don't blame yourself too much."

Then Sun Hongtao changed the subject:

"Old Song fell ill, and now the design of new fighters has almost stopped, and new people need to be in charge."

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

Although Sun Hongtao didn't say it clearly, Zhang Xingyang still understood what he meant, that is to let himself be the new chief designer.

"I will take my responsibility."

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

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