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Chapter 981 The Beauty of Machines

Song Zimo gently touched Yang Ping with his elbow, his eyes full of expectation: "Professor, can you demonstrate how to peel a grape?"

Yang Ping smiled slightly and nodded. "Okay, I'll show you guys some fun." As soon as he finished speaking, the doctors around him immediately became excited.

In the medical field, whether it is traditional surgery, laparoscopic surgery, or now robotic surgery, grape skin peeling is a common project for training surgical skills.

Yang Ping stood up and walked towards the operating table. Different from the Da Vinci surgical robot, this robot has tactile feedback function and is more technologically advanced, so Yang Ping also wanted to try out what this surgical robot is like.

The training room of the Institute of Surgery is arranged differently from a real operating room. The surgical robot and operating table are placed in a spacious room. The doctors around them immediately formed a circle and stared at the operating table intently.

Yang Ping sat down at the operating table, adjusted the machine skillfully, and quickly started operating it.

The highly precise surgical robot is like an extension of Yang Ping's arm. The robotic arm moves quickly and steadily in the air, as if it is as flexible as life.

The tweezers of the No. 1 robotic arm gently clamped a purple grape. The tweezers at the end of the No. 2 robotic arm pressed the grape skin slightly to create local tension in the grape skin. The end of the No. 3 robotic arm was equipped with scissors.

Gently cut a small opening in the grape skin. At this time, the No. 2 robotic arm immediately caught the cut edge of the grape skin through the small opening and gently lifted it up. The No. 3 robotic arm began to accurately separate with sharp scissors.

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The three robotic arms did not pause at all, and the coordination was extremely exquisite. They used small force and precise control to achieve an alarming speed. The onlookers were afraid that the grape skin would be torn if they were not careful at this speed.

However, such an accident did not happen. Soon, in less than ten seconds, the thin peel was peeled off intact and turned into the shape of two hemispheres. The whole process was amazingly smooth. The doctors who were watching

I held my breath and watched all of this intently, as if I was afraid of missing any detail.

However, the surprise is not over yet.

Yang Ping controlled the robot arm and carefully "sewed" the peeled grape skins back together. The fine stitches were almost invisible, and the grape skins rewrapped the pulp, as if they had never been peeled off.

"It's amazing!" One doctor couldn't help but exclaim in a low voice, and others nodded in agreement.

After completing this series of delicate operations, everyone seemed to be unfinished. Song Zimo suddenly had an idea and took out a piece of paper and placed it on the operating table: "Professor, can you make a paper airplane for fun?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Zimo's fingers holding the piece of paper loosened a little, and the robotic arm quickly and accurately took the piece of paper away from Song Zimo's hand, with a clean and neat movement without any sloppiness.

The paper was spread on the operating table, and the three robotic arms began to cooperate with the origami airplane. Every fold was just right, and the whole process was obviously different from the origami airplane made by humans with two hands. Soon, the paper airplane was folded out, and the final small airplane was formed.

The lines are smooth and the wings are flat, just like the most perfect handmade product from childhood.

''draw!"

Song Zimo was still not satisfied. He was looking for another piece of paper.

However, the robotic arm had already dismantled the paper airplane and smoothed out the creases. Song Zimo quickly handed over his gel pen, clamped it with the tweezers of the robotic arm, adjusted the pen posture, and began to turn to artistic creation, smoothly outlining the paper.

The outlines of cartoon characters are vivid and full of three-dimensionality. A vivid cartoon image appears on the paper, which attracts the admiration of the doctors who are watching.

Not only that, the robotic arm also demonstrated its ability to write Chinese characters. During the turning of the pen, Yang Ping's signature appeared in the lower right corner of the screen like a smooth flow, which has the charm of traditional calligraphy without losing the precision of modern technology.

Song Zimo silently placed the beads, needles and threads on the operating table.

Yang Ping started threading the beads. The robotic arm picked up the thread, shaped the thread ends, and then used the thread ends to string the beads directly. Generally, people use needles to carry threads when training. Now Yang Ping doesn't need needles at all and just uses soft threads.

Threading beads is extremely difficult.

I saw the mechanical arm holding the thread, exposing a short section, penetrating and accurately shuttling between the colorful beads, weaving a string of exquisite bead chains.

At this time, the applause that could no longer be suppressed rang out like thunder.

However, Song Zimo always felt puzzled. He had obviously worked very hard. He came to the laboratory early every day and left late every night, devoting almost all his time to learning and training.

But why does Yang Ping always look lazy, and despite how hard he trains, his surgical skills are always far ahead of his own?

This made him sigh that the gap in talent cannot be eliminated with hard work. Yang Ping has been standing on the top of the mountain, while Song Zimo felt that no matter how hard he worked, he could only look up.

"You try?" Yang Ping stood up from his seat and stretched his muscles a little.

Song Zimo seemed a little nervous. The pressure from the main professor was too strong. He took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

"Why are you nervous? I'm not staring at you." Yang Ping said.

Song Zimo turned to look at Yang Ping next to him: "Can you please stay away from me? Your aura is a bit bullying."

Yang Ping had no choice but to walk to the operating table to watch Song Zimo's performance. Song Zimo gritted his teeth and tried to concentrate. The robotic arm began to move. The whole process could be completed, but the movements could not be smooth, let alone precise.

For example, the grape skin was walked several times during the sewing process, the folding of the paper airplane was not so standard, and I could only make do with drawing and writing. The final threading of the beads was impossible without the help of a needle.

In short, the whole process can be completed smoothly, but there is no sense of beauty at all. Yang Ping's performance just now revealed the beauty of machinery at all times.

"You guys can train, I have something else to do."

After Yang Ping taught everyone some training methods and techniques, he left the department and went back to change his son's diapers.

In the surgical robot training room of the Institute of Surgery, everyone went back to rest one after another. Only Song Zimo was the last to leave. He trained until twelve o'clock in the evening before going back to rest. He has been experiencing how the three robotic arms can work together perfectly.

How to get rid of the limitation of human brain's two-arm operation and maximize the role of three robotic arms.

He copied Yang Ping's surgery video from the robot host and transferred it to his mobile phone. Song Zimo planned to study it as soon as possible. He must break through his own inherent thinking and master the true essence of multi-arm operation.


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