At the resort, the Gao family and his son are preparing to go back to Wencheng.

First, it was Dr. Gao’s job, and second, it was because Gao’s father was worried that his wife was at home alone.

Fu Yuan brought them to the laboratory. At this time, Ms. Gao's hair had been shaved off and she was wearing a hospital gown. She was still dazed and had no reaction.

For a moment, Gao's father wanted to say to Fu Yuan that they didn't want to cure him anymore. He really couldn't stand his sister's miserable appearance, but in the end, this sentence was stuck in his throat and he didn't say it.

Doctor Gao stood aside, understanding, but still heartbroken. He turned to look at Fu Yuan, his voice choked, "Mrs. Li, my aunt... I'm so kind to ask you..."

Fu Yuan nodded with some emotion, "Well, don't worry."

Gao's father held his sister's hand tightly and looked at his sister's face with tears in his eyes, "Sister, I know you have lived a hard life for so many years, so... if there is a possibility, you must hold on? Don't be afraid, I'll just go back for a few days, and I will come to see you often. You should also come on, get up early, get up early... get up..."

Dr. Gao squatted down and hugged his father and aunt, "Dad, aunt will definitely get better. I believe Professor Federman and Mrs. Li will do their best."

Gao's father nodded and did not say anything. The three of them leaned on it for a long time. Gao's father finally let go of his sister's hand and stood up.

Fu Yuan stepped forward, "Mr. Gao, there are real-time monitoring equipment in Ms. Gao's ward, so you can see her situation at any time."

Gao's father looked at Fu Yuan so young in front of him, and he was still somewhat questioning, but the gray-haired old man behind Fu Yuan made him feel a little bit more illusioned, and he shouldn't have guessed someone's thoughts like this.

"Even if there is no good result, I believe that you have done your best." Gao's father took a deep breath, "I also hope that my sister can help you find your own parents."

"Thank you, thank you for your understanding."

One sentence made Fu Yuan cry.

After seeing off the Gao family and his son, Fu Yuan returned to the laboratory again. Professor Federman had already asked John to prepare a new treatment process.

It's a craniotomy.

During this period, one was to make a detailed analysis of the patient's physical condition, and the other was to consider the ability of the Gao family's father and son, especially Gao's father, who might not be able to bear it, so the process was not brought up until they left.

"Teacher!" Fu Yuan changed into a sterile suit and walked to Professor Federman.ωωw..net

John handed Fu Yuan the scalpel with expectation.

And the moment Fu Yuan took the scalpel, Professor Federman said, "Tina, overcome your inner demon."

Fu Yuan paused with the scalpel and looked at Professor Federman with a little surprise.

Professor Federman's eyes were focused on the person on the operating table, "Still your breathing, this should be just an ordinary operation for you."

Fu Yuan raised her heart vigorously, and it was not until this time that she realized that she had really felt a little afraid. If the teacher had not reminded her at this time, she would have probably caused some irreversible mistakes next.

She looked at the bright scalpel in her hand, then looked at the person on the operating table, closed her eyes, and tried hard to adjust her breathing.

What Professor Riach did to her was left with an indelible shadow in her heart, but as Professor Federman said, she had to overcome it. It was not just about this operation, but about her future.

She cannot fail, and she will not allow any mistakes, she will never be able to do so!

John on the side was filled with heart. To be honest, he really didn't see that Fu Yuan was nervous at all. He thought Fu Yuan was sure to win this time, but he didn't expect...

"Teacher, I can do it."

About two minutes later, Fu Yuan opened her eyes.

Professor Federman nodded, "Let's go!"

Fu Yuan moved her neck, her eyes becoming more firmer than before. At the moment she stepped on the knife accurately and neatly, Professor Federman's frown, which had been frowning, finally stretched out, and pride gradually floated in her eyes.

Yes!

Fu Yuan has always been Professor Federman's pride!

She is not just a student he trains, she is more like his other daughter.

John has been in the laboratory for so long, so he has done a lot of live experiments. He naturally has a very tacit understanding when assisting Fu Yuan. The two of them didn't even speak throughout the whole process, but as long as the other party looked and moved, they immediately understood.

Soon, the skull was opened.

The brain situation is also truly exposed to everyone's eyes.

Very bad...

The brain has atrophy, and no one is sure of what level it can recover.

Fu Yuan took the syringe handed over by John, and without any hesitation, injected the injection at a place where he had already set aside. Then she and John raised their hands and quietly observed the changes in the brain cells.

Five minutes, ten minutes...

Brain cells did not proliferate at all.

Fu Yuan turned his head and looked at the surveillance instrument, and then palpated the person on the operating table.

"How is it?" asked Professor Federman.

Fu Yuan returned to the position of the surgery, "I think it can increase the concentration by 5%."

John's eyes widened, "Five percent directly? Let's add it from one-by-one-slightly, to be safe?"

Fu Yuan shook his head, "No! We don't have so many opportunities to try and make mistakes, and we must inject the exact proportion of the drug into one at a time."

Professor Federman asked: "What is the basis? John has data support."

In other words, Professor Federman supported John. After all, during this period, they found the accurate measurement to control Li Zi'an's rampage little by little through this method, and directly increased the concentration by 5% was too risky.

Fu Yuan replied firmly: "Teacher, I understand the harm of this technology more than anyone else, but just now, I suddenly thought of something."

"What?" Professor Federman and John spoke in unison.

"Professor Riazhe's technique is not just as simple as making cells proliferate. It is more like a virus, and while proliferating, it can swallow away those damaged neurons."

“…”

“…”

Professor Federman and John were both in silence because they did not consider what Fu Yuan said, and, judging from daily experiments, this situation has not occurred.

"Tina, where did you draw this conclusion?" Professor Federman asked with his eyes raised.
Chapter completed!