Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

The anxiety of the ark is actually superfluous.

He was still asleep in bed, and there was no way he could have left this celebration alone.

The desire not to cause trouble for others...

Obviously not.

His safety was long gone and he was no longer alone.

Almost at the moment of his fall, he saw something wrong in his condition, and rushed up to hold him.

The next minute, the team rushed into the control room, lifted him onto the stretcher and immediately sent him to Shanghai.

And almost at the same time, just when he was put on the stretcher, the message that he fainted at the command site first returned to Shanghai, causing a shock to the entire high level.

In addition to the first blockade of information and the control of related personnel, after a brief stay in the provincial general hospital, the ark was immediately transferred to Shanghai, where he was admitted to the West Hospital Ward of Hospital 301, where a team of experts led by the hospital attendants consulted his condition.

However, the results of the consultation were rather surprising.

This multidisciplinary team of surgical neurologists and virologists can't even make the initial diagnosis.

The only thing that can be confirmed now is that these days of research do build up a lot of fatigue for the ark.

However, they cannot even determine whether fatigue is the real cause of his coma.

As for other aspects…

With equipment from Hospital 301, no abnormalities could be detected.

Almost everyone was shocked by such a result.

So much so that Zhao Chuanxian, who was in charge of the team, even suspected that the instrument was malfunctioning.

In short, if the cause cannot be diagnosed, then treatment naturally cannot be talked about.

What is happening now is that no one dares to draw conclusions or try anything.

Although healing must be a great feat, if it is not healing, it is curing the problem, it is responsible.

Ultimately, they had to let him lie down and watch slowly.

After all, although both heart rate and breathing are a little weak, at least there is no risk to life.

If it's a disease, maybe you wake up suddenly after a nap?

At the same time, the news leads to the success of the controlled fusion experiment.

However, even many people in the demonstration reactor base were not aware of the fatigue of Lu's designer in the job in this national celebration.

Even a lot of people find it strange.

It was rare to win a tournament battle, but there was no celebration feast. It was just a meal of grass, and the research units took a holiday. It always made people feel like tiger snaketails.

Standing outside the west floor of Hospital 301, Master Wang sighed. He glanced at the hospital building next to him in a complex way and sighed.

“We had agreed to celebrate the feast and celebrate the General Assembly on the 31st evening, and we all went home on New Year's Day. It turned out unexpectedly that the battle was won, but the commander fell. ”

“Yeah," Academician Li Jianxian sighed, his face didn't taste good, "Don't let the white-haired man send the black-haired man by then... Shit, you old thing, why are you kicking me? ”

Wang Zengguang cursed his eyebrows up.

“Shut the fuck up, you're the one I fucking kicked! Don't hide! ”

The nurses walked around looking at the two messy old people.

Those who can stay in the special ward of the Western Hospital are either of high standing or meritorious.

Don't say it's not easy for people to live here, it's not like they can come in and visit.

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

At this point, however, a slight cough came from the side.

“What are you doing? ”

Seeing this one, the two old men stopped instantly.

In the face of the person speaking, Master Wang shyly coughed dry and said embarrassingly.

“We... are playing. ”

……

In the ward.

Looking at the ark lying on the hospital bed, Yan Yeon looked at himself and blamed himself.

Wang Peng looked at the message on the phone screen, some of them grabbed the back of his head with a headache and sighed.

“… it is time to be trained. ”

He looked at him pitifully and Captain Yang did not say anything. He just patted him on the shoulder in silence.

Although his work during this period was worthy of recognition.

But there is no way, his status is as a guard, responsible for Professor Lu's safety. But now that things are like this, it's useless to say more.

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

“I'm fine, don't console me," Wang Peng read his expression and made a helpless and reluctant smile, “not to mention don't worry about me, you're almost there. ”

The reason I haven't called yet...

Most of them have not been trained yet.

When the leaders are trained, it's their turn. Will it be far?

Sighing, Wang Peng turned and walked out the door.

The nail penetrated the flesh deeply, lowered his head Yan Yeon, his eyes filled with profound self-reproach.

As a health care worker, she knew that such a state of life was unhealthy, but did not firmly hold her position, forcing him to eat when he should eat, and sleep when he should...

If…

If she behaves more resolutely than usual...

She bit her lip and said with a slight hissing voice.

“Responsibility is my own... it's all my fault, I haven't fulfilled my responsibilities as a doctor...”

The silent Yang cursor said, "We are a team and there is no point in discussing who is responsible. ”

At this moment, he doesn't care much about what kind of punishment he will take.

Even if you can wake Professor Lu up, even if you shoot him, he thinks it's worth it, you can do it yourself.

However, this does not solve the problem.

That's when the ward door opened.

An elderly man walked in, accompanied by a man in military uniform.

Two people in the ward stood up straight for a military ceremony.

Yan Yeon bit his lip: “… no sign of waking up yet. ”

After hearing this, the old man was silent for a while and spoke.

“... Professor Lu is a total... And Kung-feng, for a great cause, fell on the front lines of the scientific research front. Whatever it takes, do your best to cure him! ”

Standing next to the elderly, Zheng Zheng, director of the 301 hospital with white hair.

“I understand! ”

The old man nodded.

“Besides, if he wakes up, be sure to tell me first. ”

After leaving this sentence, he finally looked at the young man lying on the hospital bed, and the old man sighed with regret and turned away from the ward.

The director of Hospital 301 followed him out, and the man in military uniform stayed.

Knowing that he was going to be trained, Yang Guangdian lowered his head and took the initiative to admit the mistake.

“It's my fault, I will--”

Yan Yeon: “No, it was my fault...”

“Enough," interrupted the conversation, Staff Counsellor Ye stared at the two, “what's the point of arguing about this now? Can you wake Professor Lu? ”

The room was quiet.

After a while of silence, he stared at the two and said slowly.

“I'm disappointed in you. ”

Yang cursor lowered his head and remained silent.

Yan Yeon is the same, and her heart is suffering even more.

“Especially you. You're a hygienist. Look what you've done. Look who you're protecting.” Staff Counsellor Ye stared at Yan Yen and stared at the daughter of this old comrade in front of him, revealing a deep disappointment in his eyes.

“I'm disappointed. ”

Seems like he didn't want to say much, he shook his head and turned away.