Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

Lu Zhou's worries are actually superfluous.

He was still awake in the hospital bed, and it was impossible for him to leave him alone to celebrate the party.

That "no trouble for others" ...

Obviously it is impossible.

His safety is no longer just a matter of him alone.

Almost immediately after he fell, Yan Yan, who saw something wrong from his state, rushed to support him.

The next minute, the regiment's health team rushed into the control room, lifted him onto a stretcher, and immediately sent him to Beijing.

Almost at the same time, when he was just put on a stretcher, the news that he fainted at the command site was sent back to Shangjing in one step, and it caused a shock of the entire high-level.

In addition to blocking the news and controlling related personnel for the first time, Lu Zhou was transferred to the hospital and sent to Shangjing immediately after a short stay in the General Hospital of the Provincial Theater of War. He was consulted for his condition.

However, the results of the consultation were quite surprising.

This diagnosis and treatment team, composed of experts in surgical neurology and virology, could not even make the initial diagnosis.

The only thing I can confirm now is that the research these days has indeed accumulated a lot of fatigue for Lu Zhou.

However, they were not even sure if fatigue was actually the cause of his coma.

As for the other aspects ...

With the device, no abnormality was detected.

Almost everyone was shocked by the results.

So much so that Academician Zhao Jun, who was in charge of the team, even suspected that the instrument had malfunctioned.

In short, if the cause cannot be diagnosed, treatment is naturally impossible to talk about.

The current situation is that no one dares to draw conclusions or try rashly.

Although it is certainly a great achievement to cure, but if it is not cured, but there is a problem, it is responsible.

In the end, they had to lie down like this before watching slowly.

After all, although heart rate and breathing are a bit weak, at least there is no danger to life.

If it is really overworked, maybe you suddenly woke up after a night's sleep?

At the same time, the news webcast reported the success of the controlled fusion experiment.

However, in the cheers of the national celebration, even many people in the demonstration reactor base did not know the news that the designer Lu was tired on the job.

Even many people are surprised.

Rarely won a conference battle, but did not even celebrate the feast, but after a hasty dinner, the research units have been on holiday one after another, always making people feel like a tiger head.

Standing outside the West Building, Academician Wang sighed, looked at the hospital building next to him with a complex look, and sighed.

"It was originally said that the celebration party and commendation ceremony on the evening of the 31st, everyone went home on New Year's Day. As a result, the battle was won, but the coach fell down."

"Yeah," Academician Li Jiangang sighed, his face was not tasteful, "but don't give white hair to black hair anymore ... Well, you old thing, what do you kick me for?"

Wang Zengguang, who yelled loudly, raised his eyebrows.

"You shattered, I'm kicked by your mother! Don't hide! Stand for me!"

Looking at the two elderly people in trouble, the nurses passing by were walking around.

Those who can be admitted to the special ward of the Western Hospital are either in a high position or excellent.

Not to mention that the people who live here are not simple. They can come in to visit a doctor.

Especially the kind of old man who doesn't look very eye-catching, no one is willing to offend easily.

However, a light cough came from the side.

"What are you doing?"

Seeing this, the two old men stopped for a moment.

In front of the person who spoke, Academician Wang gave a cough in embarrassment and said awkwardly.

"We ... are having fun."

...

In the ward.

Looking at Lu Zhou lying in the hospital bed, Yan Yan looked with reproach.

Wang Peng glanced at the message on the mobile phone screen, scratched his head with a headache, and sighed.

"... It's time to get trained."

He looked at him sympathetically, and Captain Yang said nothing, but patted his shoulder silently.

Although his work is worthy of recognition during this time.

But there is no way. He is a security guard and is responsible for the safety of Professor Lu. However, things have now become like this, it is useless to say more words.

Even if he was beaten, he had to stand upright.

"I'm okay, don't need to comfort me," after reading his expression, Wang Peng made a helpless and reluctant smile, "let alone don't worry about me, you may be quick."

The reason why this call has not been called yet ...

Most of the time, the leaders haven't been trained yet.

After the leaders have been trained, it's their turn, will it be far?

With a sigh, Wang Peng turned and walked towards the door.

Nails penetrated deeply into the meat, Yan Yan lowered her head, and her eyes filled with deep self-blame.

As a medical staff, she knew that such a state of life was unhealthy, but she did not stand firm, forcing him to eat when he should eat, and to sleep when he should ...

in case……

If she's more resolute than usual ...

Biting her lip, she said with a somewhat hoarse voice.

"The responsibility lies with me alone ... I blame me because I have not fulfilled my responsibility as a doctor ..."

The silent Yang cursor said, "We are a team, and it doesn't make any sense to discuss who is responsible."

At this moment, he didn't care much about what he would do to himself in the General Staff.

It can even be said that if Professor Lu can wake up, even if he is shot, he feels worth it, even if he does it himself.

However, this does not solve the problem.

Just then the door of the ward opened.

Accompanied by a man in a military uniform, an old man came in.

The two in the ward stood straight for a military salute.

Yan Yan bit her lip: "... I haven't woke up yet."

Hearing this sentence, the old man was silent for a while and began to speak.

"... Professor Lu is the hero of the Republic of China. For the great cause, he fell on the front line of the scientific research front. No matter how much it costs, he must do his best to cure him!"

Standing beside the old man, the gray-haired dean Zheng Jianjian headed.

"I know!"

The old man nodded.

"Also, if he wakes up, be sure to tell me the first time."

After leaving this sentence, he finally glanced at the young man lying in the hospital bed, and the old man sighed sadly and turned to leave the ward.

The dean followed, and the man in the military uniform stayed.

Knowing that he was going to be trained, Yang Cursor lowered his head and voluntarily acknowledged his mistake.

"This is my fault and I am willing"

Yan Yan: "No ~ www.readwn.com ~ is my fault"

"Enough," interrupted the two, and Staff Ye stared at the two. "What's the point of arguing now? Can you wake Professor Lu?"

The ward was quiet.

After being silent for a while, he stared at each of them for a while and said slowly.

"I'm disappointed with you."

Yang cursor lowered his head and remained silent.

Yan Yan is also the same, with more suffering in her heart.

"Especially you, you are a hygienist, see what you have done? See where you are protecting?" Staff Ye stared at Yan Yan, staring at the daughter of the old comrade in front of him, a hint of eyes appeared Deep disappointment.

"I am disappointed."

Seems not to say anything, he shook his head and turned away.