Zhuang Yi was dizzy from his sudden enthusiasm. Although he didn't understand what was going on, the corners of his mouth uncontrollably curled up: "What's the matter? Why am I a genius?"
"No, you are not a genius!" Xun Yuming trembled uncontrollably all over his body, his two peach blossom eyes turned into almond eyes, his eyes were as sharp as electricity, and his face was emitting a strange red light, "I am a genius! I'm!"
"..."
Zhuang Yi patted his ass, just about to get to the bottom of it, Xun Yuming suddenly jumped to the ground, grabbed his clothes and ran out. Zhuang Yi was startled, quickly picked up the car keys and followed, "Where are you going?"
"Laboratory!" Xun Yuming ran to the door, and suddenly remembered that it was not easy to take a taxi here, and he couldn't drive himself, so he still had to ask Zhuang Yi for help.
He turned around and ran to the stairs, grabbed Zhuang Yi's sleeve and shook it: "Take me there quickly, okay?"
He grabbed his sleeve and asked if he was okay.
Zhuang Yi was overjoyed, hugged him and kissed his temples, and agreed, "Of course."
In the evening, the sun went down and the fog became heavier. The two of them drove out of the community, and the road was blocked into a long queue. From time to time, a shiny group moved towards them, but they couldn't see the appearance of the car.
Xun Yuming felt like sitting on pins and needles, and knocked on the doorknob with his fingers, making "da da" and "da da" sounds.
Zhuang Yi drove the car carefully, judging by the current road conditions, it would be good if they could reach the hospital within an hour. Impatient, Xun Yuming took out his mobile phone to call Cen Ji, and then sent a message in the group: "@Everyone, everyone, come to the lab to gather."
Xiao Zheng and Xiao Wang went to work tonight, and they were already in the hospital; Xiao Zhou rested, but Mogutou just got off work, and he just came to pick him up; Cen Ji and Xiao Wu were not in the hospital.
Xun Yuming is not a mentor who likes to catch strong men every day without holidays. They are used to going home without any arrangement, and they never thought that there is something urgent.
Fortunately, Cen Ji's house was not far away, so he picked up Xiao Wu along the way, and when Xun Yuming arrived, they also arrived. Everyone was waiting in the laboratory, Zhuang Yi put the person at the door and found a place to park by himself.
Xun Yuming ran to the laboratory, and before he could catch his breath, he said, "It suddenly occurred to me just now that maybe we can use the circulation of cerebrospinal fluid in the brain to improve the microenvironment."
Just now when explaining the Car-T technology at home, Zhuang Yi pointed to the fresh air system and casually said the phrase "utilize the cycle", which suddenly woke him up.
It feels like a person with a bad cold, who is so tortured that he can’t breathe due to congestion of the nasal mucosa. He doesn’t want to instill a drop of medicine unintentionally, and the entire respiratory tract is instantly cleared, so it’s very pleasant.
A light flashed in Xun Yuming's mind, inspiration burst out like a spark, and he thought that he might be able to refer to the methods of the hematology department to solve his current predicament.
Once this idea popped up, he immediately opened up a new way of thinking. It can be said that "the mountains and rivers are full of doubts and there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright and another village". He was afraid that he would forget the inspiration when he changed his mind, and he was eager to test his assumptions, so he ran to the hospital in the thick fog.
"Actually, the method of using the circulation in the brain has existed before, but it also has obvious disadvantages." Xun Yuming's face was full of excitement like a great geographical discovery, but the six people standing opposite him looked like people from the Qing Dynasty in a black and white photo. She stared at him blankly, bewildered.
"The first is the location of the transplant."
Just as Xun Yuming said something, the door suddenly clicked.
Zhuang Yi walked in with Chen Linlin: "Have you had dinner yet? I'll go buy it."
Just as Xun Yuming was about to be interrupted by him, he braked suddenly emotionally, stomped his feet angrily, looked at Zhuang Yi with his hips on his hips, and gave him an angry look.
Zhuang Yi shrugged and raised his hands in surrender, "Sorry, sorry, we're leaving."
Xun Yuming hummed softly, and continued: "Where did I just say? Oh yes, the location. For example, injection transplantation, either the transplant material is injected into the cerebrospinal fluid from the cisterna magna; Same, a ventriculocentesis; or a lumbar puncture."
"However, lumbar puncture transplantation needs to go from the lumbar circulation to the brain. The path is too long, and the neurons are exhausted before reaching the damaged part. Methods such as ventriculocentesis and cisterna magna puncture are very close. , but the damage is relatively large, and it may cause secondary injury, the risk is too high."
Cen Ji frowned and asked, "Then what are you going to do?"
"What I think is that we can use the principle of Car-T technology to draw a little of the patient's cerebrospinal fluid, extract the free genes in the damaged part, edit them in vitro, and then copy them into the human body in large quantities, and send them to the damaged part through the circulatory system. .”
"In this way, the microenvironment of his damaged part will be improved very well, and we should have no problem with transplanting again." Xun Yuming wrote in his pocket and said, "What's your problem?"
The six people "hula" and raised their hands one after another.
Xun Yuming nodded to Mushroom Head, "You talk first."
"Didn't you say last time that every patient should first improve the microenvironment, and if the popularity is too low, our research will have no advantage?" After she finished asking, the other five people also nodded. thing.
Xun Yuming nodded and said: "That's right, but last time I said that the popularity of ventriculocentesis is not good because of too high technical requirements for doctors, this will not. Besides, we are still in the experimental stage, if this method Success proves that the idea of extracting episomes is useful."
"In the future, we can directly edit the free gene, attach it to the scaffold in large quantities, and transplant it together with the neurons. Not only that, but even the transplantation method can be changed, and minimally invasive or femoral artery approach can be used, which can greatly reduce surgical damage."
When everyone heard the words, they gradually understood, and the corners of their brows and eyes began to look happy. Cen Ji said, "But Xue Jiayan's illness is already cured, who should we ask for the experiment?"
As soon as the words fell, Zhuang Yi knocked on the door again, and walked in carrying a few large plastic bags.
Chen Linlin followed closely behind, put the rice on the long table where they put sundries, and said, "I have someone to choose, I wonder if you would like it?"
"Who?" Xun Yuming and Zhuang Yi looked at each other, "Tell me."
"My girlfriend's father." Chen Linlin said with a smile, "it's Cong Huan's father. Last time she was impulsive and regarded you as Mr. Zhuang's suitor. She blocked the door... and scolded you. Originally, she and Zhuang The teacher said yes, and wanted to ask you to see a doctor for her father, but she was too embarrassed to mention it after that time."
Xun Yuming remembered this incident, and turned around to ask Zhuang Yi: "At the dinner last time, there was a university professor named Cong Ye, is it Cong Huan's brother?"
The names of these two people are too similar, it doesn't matter if they have the same surname, even the radicals are the same.
He didn't know Cong Huan well, but he still remembered Cong Ye fresh. The last time I saw him, I thought he was too beautiful. But he is about the same height as Zhuang Yi, and his frame is wider than his own, obviously one size bigger than himself.
Cong Ye left a very good impression on Xun Yuming, completely opposite to his straight-hearted hot sister, he speaks gentle, has a bookish air, treats people with a bit of gentleness and elegance, and looks tall and handsome , not stained with vulgarity.
At the dinner party that day, he was wearing a well-made, well-tailored sea-blue suit, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses. A strand of curly black hair fell quietly and just rested on the corner of the eye that flew out obliquely, but his eyes were dark Unpredictable, like two turbulent seas in dark grooves.
Compared with Chigui's cold demeanor that rejects people thousands of miles away, Cong Ye looks more gentle, with a kind of restraint permeating his body, even though he smiles politely, it also makes people feel alienated.
He stands out from the crowd, he is not an ordinary person at first glance, but unfortunately Xun Yuming was busy discussing the lawsuit with Liang Shuo that day, so he didn't have time to communicate with him.
But he didn't seem to speak much. He quietly watched others chatting the whole time, and occasionally helped to pour water and change dishes. He looked very gentle when he picked up his mobile phone.
Zhuang Yi stared at Xun Yuming's increasingly curved mouth, frowned, and squeezed his arm: "This is your boyfriend, it's too much."
He pointed to himself, displeased.
Xun Yuming blushed, lowered his voice and scoffed: "Don't talk nonsense." How could he be so unsteady in front of people, the room is full of his students.
Chen Linlin smiled, sat down and said: "Her father suffered a stroke a few years ago, fell down and knocked in the yard, and almost died. Later, he felt a little bit paralyzed, but he was not paralyzed, but he was shaking badly, and he couldn't walk. Stumbling."
"Then does his family agree to the operation?" Cen Ji asked.
Chen Linlin waved his hand: "Hey, the old man is suffering like this. His family took him everywhere to see a doctor, and they all said that the brain damage can't be cured, but can only be controlled. My girlfriend's temper is just like his father's. The old man is even more anxious. He talks to people all day Said that he didn't want to live anymore. But if there is any hope, he is willing to try."
Xun Yuming thought about it. Although they have recruited a lot of experimental patients, it will take some time to screen them out layer by layer. It is estimated that there are not many who perfectly meet the conditions. Chen Linlin's father-in-law is also a good choice.
"Okay, you go ask and arrange it as soon as possible."
Dr. Li will be able to perform the surgery next week at the earliest, and Xun Yuming can stay at home for another four or five days, excluding the travel and preparation time in Berlin. He quickly assigned tasks to everyone, and immediately started to act after eating.
He was doing research in the laboratory, playing with various instruments in an orderly manner with the students, while Zhuang Yi was processing documents at the long table and writing psychological analysis reports for clients. The two of them were doing their own things, and they obviously didn't talk to each other, but they were as close as if they were hugging each other all the time.
Occasionally, Xun Yuming turned his head to look at him, and Zhuang Yi just happened to be looking at him distractedly and smiling, his four eyes met, their eyes met, and there was a little more tenderness in their eyes.
It was an intimacy that belonged exclusively to each other, and no one else could notice it at all.
Two days later, Chen Linlin invited his future father-in-law to the hospital, accompanied by Cong Ye and Cong Huan. As soon as they met, Cong Ye nodded to Cong Huan.
The latter walked up to Xun Yuming in embarrassment, bowed his head and said, "I'm sorry Doctor Xun, last time I was really... oh, thank you so much for letting go of the past!"
She called "you" one after another, and Xun Yuming couldn't bear the grandeur: "It's okay, it's all a misunderstanding."
Cong Ye smiled slightly and introduced his father's situation to him in detail. The old man was too old to move around. Cong Huan wanted to help him, but he pushed him away: "No! I'll go by myself!"
"It's really hot." Xun Yuming shook his head with a smile, and sent them to the ward. After finalizing the plan, he asked Cen Ji to take them for a physical examination and arrange for the operation the day after tomorrow.
The old man Cong was eager to have an operation as soon as possible. In his words, he would be happy whether he was dead or alive, and his words were like bandits on TV.
Xun Yuming personally drew the cerebrospinal fluid for him, sent it to the laboratory for testing, and extracted the free gene. After editing, part of it was sent back to the body through lumbar puncture, and part was attached to the bracket.
On the day of the operation, Xun Yuming made a small hole in his skull, and performed the transplant for the first time using minimally invasive techniques. After the end, he stayed outside the ward for another two days. Because the patient was older, his physical condition was not as good as that of a young man, and his recovery time was longer.
Zhuang Yi really couldn't wait, regardless of whether he woke up or not, he directly booked a ticket to Berlin. After learning that Xun Yuming was ill, every minute and every second felt like he was on fire, as if some small tweezers were pulling his nerves from time to time. It was not painful, and it might not be urgent enough, but he never felt relieved. .
The day of leaving was Saturday night, Zhuang Yi did his grandfather's ideological work early in the morning, lied that he was going abroad for an exchange, and accompanied him to London to see his grandmother, and asked Xiao Yang and the others to take good care of his grandfather, and then brought three large suitcases , drove to the hospital to pick up Xun Yuming.
The old man Cong has not woken up yet. This is the last step of the laboratory's current research. Everyone is nervous and excited. The six of them, Ceng Ji, come to see outside the ward whenever they are free, and ask a few words, "Are you awake?" "How are you?" .
When Zhuang Yi arrived, Xun Yuming was changing clothes in the duty room, and the atmosphere in the corridor was dignified: Cong Huan paced back and forth with his arms around his shoulders, unable to rest for a moment; Cong Ye came back from smoking and sat on the bench Sitting silently; Cen Ji and Mushroom Head came over to take a look, knowing that there was no result, they hurried back to the outpatient building.
"Let's go." Xun Yuming stood at the door and watched for a while, Zhuang Yi patted him, put his arms around his shoulders and took him to the elevator, "Anyway, you have already told Cen Ji and them, everything will be fine."
Xun Yuming sighed helplessly: "As expected, Angus is right. I do lack macroscopic awareness. Neurosurgery is a delicate job, and cardiothoracic surgery requires a bigger picture, so I have always paid too little attention to this aspect."
Just like this time, if he had set his sights on the whole human body instead of being limited to neurosurgery, he might have already thought of the method of hematology.
The elevator drove to the first floor, Xun Yuming walked out of the lobby, the cold wind rushed up instantly, making him shiver and his heart sank even more.
The two walked to the parking lot, Zhuang Yi fastened his seat belt, walked around to the cab and sat in, instead of turning on the ignition, he beckoned to signal Xun Yuming to come sideways.
"doing what?"
"hug you."
Zhuang Yi touched his head, and hugged him into his arms through the center console, "Don't be so harsh on yourself, you are already good enough, no one can be a superman, it's not fair."
"I know." Xun Yuming buried himself in his chest, and rubbed his cheek dependently, "But I always feel that it can be better, and I can improve."
"You have to do what you can, don't be too tired." Zhuang Yi hugged him and rubbed him, looking into his shining eyes in the dark, "I will feel distressed."
The author has something to say: Cong Ye is the master of the next book, bookmark "Strawberry Candy" next door to get more information about the gentle rogue Cong Meiren>_-
The content of the experiment is actually greatly shortened and simplified. After all, it is a novel. In reality, researchers often need to work hard for years. Of course, there are times when a new continent is suddenly discovered, but it also requires trial and error. Obviously what has been achieved is only preliminary results, and will continue to be studied in the future.