From black technology to super engineering

Chapter 145 Brain Machine
After half an hour.

"Is there nothing else for now? If not, then the meeting will end, Professor Tang, come to my office to chat."

These words made several leaders who were planning to leave immediately suppressed the idea of ​​leaving. After seeing Tang Zhigao get up and walk out of the conference room with a serious face, everyone held up their teacups in a calm manner.

Vice President Cheng took a sip and joked with a smile: "It seems that Tang Zhigao has a pot to drink."

"Didn't Lao Zhou agree, why don't you have a pot?"

Vice-principal Cheng chuckled: "Principal Zhou talked to the old academicians of our school for a long time this year, and then sold favors to the neighbor next door, and waited for them to return the next year. As a result, the operation was as fierce as a tiger, and he was used by others." With the hat off, do you think Lao Zhou is in a good mood?"

"That's what I said..."

"That's what I said, but I don't think there's anything wrong with wearing this hat." Vice President Cheng stood up with a sigh of relief: "Although I don't deal with materials, I know that the young man's achievements are enough. I can't stop it."

Everyone laughed.

"Let's go, let's go..."

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In the principal's office, Principal Zhou sat down and was about to open the drawer. Unexpectedly, Professor Tang took out the cigarette case first, handed him one, and lit it with a click.

"Your baby..." Principal Zhou nodded Professor Tang with his hand, leaned back on the chair, and gulped happily.

Professor Tang also returned to the sofa, crossing his legs and puffing.

"It's true that Lao Cheng feels a little upset, and you don't need to choke him." Principal Zhou exhaled a puff of smoke, and taught his students: "Didn't you say you want to be united?"

"If you want results but no results, if you want teaching but no teaching, if you want ability but no ability, he is just a Mr. Sanwu..." Professor Tang was very disdainful: "Doesn't he think that he has superb political skills and is good at making moves? I'll let him do it. "

"Hey, how old are you still talking small things?" Principal Zhou shook his head and laughed.

Few people in this school knew that the two of them had been teachers and students, and that they had played games and smoked cigarettes together.

The two of them were in the conference room, and they said they were acting, but that's not entirely true.

It can only be said that everything is for unity.

……

Professor Tang took a few puffs of his cigarette and sighed slightly as he looked at the principal's white hair.

He knew that his teacher came to be the principal, but the pressure was actually quite high.

Provincial Jiaotong University, if you say it’s bad, it’s definitely not that bad, anyway, it’s better than Agricultural University.

But if you want to say it... a 211, how good is it?

And these hardware are actually second.

The real trouble is that there are always some people... Anyway, they are happy if you don't let you get what you want.

It is also euphemistically called balancing and playing political art.

Then we have to play, let's all play.

"Actually, Ye Ming, I think you are a little too hasty." Principal Zhou flicked off the cigarette ash, and said seriously: "He will only have more ideas in the next year? According to normal studies, he just graduated. Do you think those old antiques will set a precedent for him? "

//Note: Academicians increase every two years, nomination in January of odd-numbered years, deadline in April.

Professor Tang didn't take it seriously: "That's different, the attitude is different."

Principal Zhou smiled and shook his head: "Attitude... But you are right, it depends on attitude."

Professor Tang nodded subconsciously, but then he heard that there seemed to be something in the old man's words...

But when he looked at Principal Zhou suspiciously, he saw the latter waving his hand: "It's okay, you go to the laboratory more often, you are still young, and you can still produce results. Don't run business all day long, how can you make money?" Finished?"

"Eh..." Professor Tang couldn't laugh or cry: "Where do I have it?"

"Anyway, I heard that your company seems to be doing a bit of business, you still have to pay attention to the impact and keep a low profile."

"There's no way to keep a low profile." Professor Tang said with a smile: "We're going to hold a huge press conference soon, why don't you come and participate?"

Principal Zhou was stunned: "What kind of press conference? What's the release?"

"AI, EDA, hybrid chips."

……

Brain Center.

In the biological laboratory, Mogu stood in front of the operating table, and used tweezers to stick a piece of "dog skin plaster" with a string of 20x25mm on the nerve wound of the experimental dog.

Ye Ming, wearing a white coat and a mask, also assisted her meticulously.

Behind the two of them, surrounded by a group of graduate students who dare not show their atmosphere.

Mo Gu's chest heaved twice, and he raised his head from the microscope: "Do I have to take an integrated circuit class for surgery in the future?"

Ye Ming: "Ah..."

"Or is it just to find someone who specializes in chips as an assistant?"

Everyone behind laughed.

"No, after setting the data, it is just a matter of pressing Enter."

"Then why are you so nervous?" Mo Gu turned his head to look at Ye Ming, and joked with a smile: "You make me so angry that I dare not vent it."

"hey-hey……"

After Mo Gu's "molesting", Ye Ming immediately relaxed a lot - he was indeed tense just now, and was terribly nervous.

After all, today's operation is of great significance.

Today is the first time a hybrid chip has been used in surgery—not just a chip, but insulating hydrogel as well.

That piece of dog skin plaster is the insulating hydrogel.

This new processed material can resist rejection and conform to the body - to put it bluntly, it can "grow into the flesh", and it can also fix the chip, and it also carries the circuit and power supply system.

If the operation meets expectations, it means that mankind will truly enter the era of integration with chips.

Do you think he can be nervous?
"Come on, sister."

"it is good!"

Mogu took a deep breath, gently uncovered the hydrogel with his left hand, and used the other tweezers with his right hand to match the GTRGD materials with the severed nerves one by one.

"Come."

As Ye Ming entered the data, Mo Gu also kept his posture, waiting for the fusion.

"stop."

After the nerves on one side were anastomosed, she continued to match the material thread with the other nerve: "Come."

……

Time passed second by second.

Beads of sweat rolled down Mo Gu's forehead.

She checked the connections over and over until she was finally sure they were in place before gently lowering the hydrogel patch.

The long concentration made her stagger.

Ye Ming quickly supported her.

"I'm fine, all I have to do is suture, Deng Chuan, come here."

"Good senior sister."

Mo Gu stood up straight, took off his gloves, pulled down his mask, took the napkin handed over by Ye Ming and wiped his sweat, and looked at everyone with a smile: "My work is done, and the rest is up to you."

"Yes Yes Yes."

"Mogu has worked hard."

"Good job."

A group of people said haha, but the expressions in their eyes became more and more tense.

Yes, the surgery part is done, then only the materials and chips are left.

In the end is a success, or to start all over again, just wait for the awakening.

In the silence, there was a sound of chaotic footsteps in the corridor outside the door.

A few moments later, Qi Qi, a group of medical school professors headed by Dean Qi, appeared.

……

Time passed slowly.

The experimental dog's eyelids twitched.

Dean Qi stood closest, with his hands on his waist, and his expression was very serious.

When he saw that the experimental dog was about to recover, he immediately turned his head and lowered his voice to warn the crowd behind him: "I will hold back my excitement later, don't disturb the experimental animals."

As he finished speaking, the experimental dog opened its eyes amidst all the attention.

The first time it saw Dean Qi, its eyes were filled with confusion, followed by fear.

Seeing this, Mo Gu immediately took a step forward.

When seeing her, the dog's eyes became affectionate, and then it whined, and then began to struggle.

All eyes are on its limbs.

When seeing its limbs begin to struggle regularly, great joy instantly filled the entire laboratory.

……

"Very good, amazing!"

Half an hour later, Dean Qi, professors from the School of Medicine, Professor Tang and other professors from the Brain-Computer Center gathered in the conference room.

After the applause, Dean Qi looked at Ye Ming and Mo Gu who were sitting at the end and laughed loudly: "You two, did you think about today when you sneaked into the experiment a year ago?"

The two looked at each other and smiled at the same time.

"Dean, I'm just playing for fun, this guy must have thought of it." Mo Gu pointed to Ye Ming beside him with a tea cup in his hand: "When he fished out a bunch of circuits, I was completely stupid."

"Hahahahaha!"

Everyone laughed together.

"Hey! In my lifetime!" Dean Qi stroked his hair, then looked at Professor Tang beside him: "Old Tang, does this chip belong to your company?"

"Yes." Since Professor Tang received the news of the success of the experiment, that smile has not disappeared: "At present, we have it."

"How much does it cost? Is it expensive?"

Following Dean Qi's words, everyone looked at Professor Tang in unison.

That's the point.

A technology should benefit the public, but if the price is sky-high... then it cannot be called "the public" anyway.

Professor Tang smiled slightly.

"The cost of the chip gradually decreases with the scale. Today, the cost of a chip can be said to be in the millions. But after the scale increases, it will not be much more expensive than a mobile phone chip."

Hearing this, Dean Qi took the lead in applauding.

It's not much more expensive than a mobile phone chip, but it costs thousands of dollars!

That's really a very good conscience.

"But there are still expensive ones, and insulating hydrogel is very expensive." Professor Tang exhaled softly, with regret on his face: "Currently, the preparation process and cost of insulating hydrogel are very expensive, and Lao Tao and the others have been Looking for alternative products and upgrading the preparation plan...see if there is a breakthrough, if not, the price of a piece like 20*25 is several thousand dollars, and the price of the raw material market...will only rise, not fall."

"Hi! How much did I think!" Dean Qi breathed a sigh of relief and laughed: "You don't know the price of imported medical equipment... Really."

"Dean Qi, why don't you know..." Professor Tang also said with a smile: "We bought a signal analyzer the size of a palm for more than a hundred thousand in order to analyze EEG signals, but it turned out... Boom! It's useless ! Now that second-hand ones can’t be sold for [-] yuan, it’s a big loss.”

"Hahahaha!"

Dean Qi laughed heartily again.

He works on brain nerves, so of course he knows how expensive brain signal analyzers are, and he also knows... As soon as Ye Ming's new materials came out, these devices fell from the high-end "high-tech" to the cloud in an instant.

Because no one uses it anymore.

After laughing, a doctor asked curiously: "Professor Tang, why is hydrogel so expensive? What material is it made of?"

"Well... because I haven't planned to announce it yet, so it's inconvenient to say the details. But what can be revealed is the rare earth."

"Rare earth? The reserves are indeed limited..."

Professor Tang thought that this is not a problem of limited reserves, but that the previous material involved is "Ye Dy"!
This is so far beyond the existence of gallium nitride.

How can you say it can be cheaper?
"Okay, since the experiment was a complete success, it's time to think about how to send it!"

Dean Qi clapped his hands and looked at everyone with piercing eyes.

"Comrades, this is a major event that will change the entire medical landscape!"

(End of this chapter)