Chapter 905: No One Is Sure Which Will Come First, Tomorrow or the End
Royan felt himself plunged into endless darkness, floating in an unconscious void. As if seeing a ray of light, consciousness gradually awakened from the darkness.
Suddenly, Royan saw a big truck hit him head-on.
His body seemed to be hit hard, and Luo Yang suddenly opened his eyes from the bed.
a dream.
When the scene in the dream sounded, Luo Yang had lingering fears.
He remembered that he had a car accident before he fell unconscious.
Suddenly, Luo Yang looked around and saw a group of people surrounding him, wearing white coats, more like doctors.
He is not dead.
Confirming that he was not dead, Luo Yang breathed a sigh of relief.
"Ah, ah, eh????" Luo Yang, who was just about to speak, made a strange sound in his throat, like a babbling baby talking.
"Needless to say, the language cortex and motor cortex of your brain are partially damaged. You have just completed the operation. You will need to learn to speak and walk again in the future. Before that, use the conscious translator to speak." Chen Mo gave a conscious translator to Royan put it on.
"Where is this?"
Luo Yang looked at the man in front of him and seemed a little familiar.
"This is the Department of Neurology of the First Affiliated Hospital of Wushuang University. You had a car accident and your brain was damaged. Fortunately, your operation was successful." Chen Mo said.
"Are you Chen Mo? The operation you performed on me?" Luo Yang suddenly asked who the man in front of him was, Chen Mo, the strongest super genius in human history. It was incredible that the man in the legend was actually beside him and gave him treatment.
"Your family agreed to your participation in my medical research project, so our team performed a partial brain replacement operation on you. The operation was successful. It seems that your memory function is fine."
After Chen Mo confirmed the data, he handed the tablet to the medical expert next to him.
From Chen Mo's words, Luo Yang knew what was going on.
After his car accident, his brain was damaged and other hospitals could not treat him. Finally, the family pinned their last hope on Chen Mo's medical research project. Then the operation was successful and he was saved.
"thanks.
"
"You're welcome." Chen Mo smiled slightly: "Take a rest, you can see your family in a while."
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"This is the latest case of a partial brain-dead operation, and the operation was successful."
Chen Mo handed Luo Yang's case to Lan.
Lan, who was still paying attention to the layout of the Milky Way and the Fairy line of defense, focused his attention on the medical record book, and reached out to pick it up. His wise eyes rarely flashed other emotional fluctuations.
"Brain medicine technology has matured."
"Really?" Lan's eyes skyrocketed, and her voice was a little excited.
"I have been researching this for five years. A total of 4,926 operations were performed this year, and the overall success rate was 78%. In the past two months, a total of 683 operations were performed, and the success rate was 98.4%." Chen Mo said: "The first year of The failure of the operation drags down the data. You should know that it is impossible to guarantee a 100% success rate for this kind of complex brain surgery.”
There is no perfect technology in the world. At present, the development of this technology is unknown. If you want to improve the last 1%, it may take more than ten years, even decades, or even longer.
Lan looked at the data. Some brain-dead surgeries had a 98% success rate, which was already terrifying.
Even if the medicine of the top civilization in the universe can have a 70% success rate in this field, it is very powerful. At that time, he did not dare to perform surgery on his daughter casually because the success rate was too low.
"I came here to tell you that if you need surgery, you can do it at any time. But your brain is too developed, surgery is more complicated than other lives, and the risk will be relatively high." Chen Mo said.
Chen Mo has learned that although Lan's ethnic group has a small number of people, its brain is very developed, and Lan is the leader of the ethnic group. His brain is more complex, and as Lan's daughter, Genetic Lan's excellence is certain.
"How high is the risk?"
"Probably only 70-80% of success."
Hearing this success rate, Lan fell silent. After a while, she calmly said, "If the operation fails, I'm afraid I won't be able to work for you either."
"You are a father, and so am I, and I understand your feelings. I can't wait a hundred years to treat your daughter because of these concerns. No one is sure which will come first, the doomsday or tomorrow. The universe is so big, we Whether it can survive for a hundred years is uncertain, after all, we have offended several god-level civilizations."
Lan looked at Chen Mo seriously, her expression softened a lot.
All along, his daughter is his biggest heart disease and concern.
There is an agreement between him and Chen Mo that he will serve Chen Mo. Once he can't save his daughter, he doesn't know what he will do in the future. But Chen Mo used the fastest speed to develop the technology to treat his daughter.
He doesn't believe that the technology is fake. Over the years, he has been in touch with almost all the core technologies of the Army Ant Group. He knows how old the Army Ant Group is and how terrifying Chen Mo's research and development capabilities are.
"Surgery." Lan said with a deep breath.
Lan thought of her daughter lying in the freezer, and her heart tingled. He didn't have much hope in the past, he didn't dare to let his daughter operate, but now that Chen Mo gave him such a high success rate, he couldn't refuse.
"If the operation is successful, I will serve you for the rest of my life, if..."
"After the surgery, you can make a decision. Don't be too pessimistic." Chen Mo interrupted Lan's words, even if he is a god, it is impossible to guarantee a 100% success rate in the face of such a case of half-stepping into the gate of hell.
...
In a freezing compartment of the freezing room, there is a female life with silver skin, similar to Lan, with the softness of female life on her face, her long and narrow eyes tightly closed, very quiet.
She is Lan's daughter, Yang Sikar Qingyue.
An accident occurred in the spaceship and became a living dead with partial brain death.
Half of the body stepped into the gate of hell.
Lan looked at her daughter in the cabin calmly, with sadness in her expression. Every once in a while, he would come to the area of Building 1 to see his daughter once.
His daughter is now his only concern.
Originally despaired, but Chen Mo gave him hope.
In the past, he would never have believed that he could develop the technology to save his daughter in a short period of time, and he was still 80% sure. So when he promised to serve Chen Mo, he gave Chen Mo a 100-year deadline.
But after returning to Earth and seeing Chen Mo's horror, he changed his mind.
In recent years, the brain medical technology of the earth is rising like crazy. They deliberately treated all kinds of brain patients and encountered various cases, including some brain-dead ones.
The cases where some brain-dead patients were rescued gave him great confidence.
Although some patients may be accompanied by sequelae and amnesia after being treated, the sequelae can be treated, and amnesia does not matter. As long as his daughter is still alive, it is more important than others.
He believed that what Chen Mo said was true, and he was 80% sure of the cure.
Eighty percent of the confidence is already high, and the medical technology of a god-level civilization may not be able to achieve this level.
"Yue'er, the boss said that the technology to treat you has matured, and the operation will be performed on you tomorrow. If the operation is successful, you will be able to wake up..." As he spoke, tears appeared in Lan's eyes, whether it was sadness or happiness.
After staying in the freezer for an hour, Lan finally sorted out her emotions, and then she reluctantly left the freezer laboratory.
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