The meaning of Yuan Ting Yue Zhi is to describe a person with noble moral character and a mind as broad and far-reaching as the mountains and abyss.
Mo Gu didn't know if this word was used correctly.
Probably right.
When she realized this, she stopped being coy.
What's more, operating on nerves... is really something only she can do.
So she nodded and said decisively: "Eat first. After dinner, I will perfect the experimental procedures - how much do you know about surgical experiments?"
Ye Ming immediately coughed: "I don't understand much."
"Have you ever dissected a frog?"
"No..." Seeing Mo Gu's surprised expression, he immediately added: "But I can help pass you the scissors or something."
"...It seems that you can only hand over the scissors or something." Mo Gu put down his chopsticks, closed his eyes, his chest heaved, unable to conceal his excitement: "This is also my first time to practice neural suturing... I'm a little nervous.
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"Um, is it difficult?"
"Nonsense, nerve suturing is a third-level surgery. Only the deputy chief can go on stage. We usually only stand around and watch."
"Okay... every other line is like a mountain." Ye Ming also put down his chopsticks with a helpless expression, paused and said: "But this time it is mainly to experiment with the nerve cell affinity and conductor properties of GTRGD. It shouldn't be too troublesome.
,Right?"
"But just cutting off the nerve is a third-level surgery."
"..."
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In the evening, after Mo Gu gave Ye Ming a quick training, Mo Gu fetched three rats—actually the larger variety of rats.
Seeing Mo Gu write down the species, quality, place of origin, etc. of the rat in detail in the material column of the experiment report, and even the model number of the nylon thread and microscope used in the experiment, Ye Ming sighed: "It is more convenient to work on a computer, directly.
Just publish the algorithm and run."
"Otherwise, why are some majors called sinkholes?" Mo Gu chuckled and said: "It's not just that it's hard to get a job... but it's a trap! If you don't write it in detail, don't say that others will repeat it, even if you use it next time
If you use the wrong materials, it might not work."
"Yeah. But you should be a neurosurgeon, right? The clinical kind."
"Absolutely. It's so interesting to be a doctor... Saving lives is all about the hard work of these little things." Mo Gu said, taking out a bag of grains and carefully feeding them to the three rats. He spoke softly while feeding them.
They "interact".
Ye Ming: "...Is this a necessary link?"
"The 3R principle of animal experimentation. You can simply understand it as giving adequate humanitarian care to experimental animals, allowing them to eat well, sleep well, treat them gently, and euthanize them after the experiment is completed."
"I've seen it."
After the "care" was completed, Mo Gu took out a rat and performed an intraperitoneal injection of 5% chloral hydrate to anesthetize it. After the anesthesia was successful, the rat was placed on its back and its limbs were fixed on the rat board.
"Scalpel."
"Scissors."
"Sutures."
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Following Mo Gu's instructions, Ye Ming did not dare to relax for a moment, and he felt as nervous as performing a surgery on a white mouse to rescue a heart attack patient.
After Mo Gu cut off the rat's thigh nerve, she looked up from under the microscope.
Ye Ming saw that sweat was already pouring from her forehead.
"Wipe it for me."
Ye Ming looked around, but couldn't find a tissue. In desperation, he directly touched her forehead with his left hand.
"You're not wearing gloves?"
"I have it with my right hand."
"You have to wear it on your left hand too, it's a stupid mistake." Mo Gu pretended to glare at Ye Ming, and then looked at the tray aside.
Because the generated GTRGD is too thin, just like fluff, and the power-on experiment needs to be done, it is not removed separately, but directly connected to the graphite sheet and even the entire circuit.
There is no doubt that this increases the difficulty of the experiment.
But as Ye Ming said, the purpose of this experiment is not "neural connection", but a neural affinity experiment, so overall it is not as difficult as imagined.
"Next... it depends on whether it is witnessing a miracle or something." Mo Gu looked at Ye Ming again, his eyes full of sincerity and expectation: "Ye Ming, if it really can achieve perfect integration with the nerves as you said, what else can it do?
If programming is accepted, its application will go far beyond the field of neural connections. Even diseases such as epilepsy and Alzheimer's may open a new door."
"And a brain machine."
Mo Gu shook his head: "Brains and computers are not necessary, but it is necessary for people to live with dignity."
Ye Ming looked at her, his eyes brightened, and then he nodded with a smile.
"Yes."
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When Mo Gu put the five GTRGD wires in contact with the mouse's thigh nerve section in a non-interfering manner, she keenly felt that these five wires seemed to be interesting.
A common sense is that due to molecular motion, even ordinary threads will be "sucked" when they come into contact with biological tissue. If the contact time is prolonged, they may even infiltrate into each other.
But under the microscope, this does require a closer contact.
"You can give the signal." Mo Gu stared at the microscope without blinking.
"good."
Ye Ming took a deep breath and entered the signal in the notebook beside him.
This signal will be transformed by the circuit into a waveform signal, and finally drive the electrode to discharge regularly.
When the green indicator on the simple circuit lit up, Ye Ming clenched his hands into fists and looked nervously at the corner of Mo Gu's eyes.
I saw that Mo Gu was like a statue at this time, his eyes never blinked.
The laboratory was so quiet that you could hear the tip of a needle dropping.
Time passed by second by second.
Just when Ye Ming started to wonder whether something went wrong again this time, he suddenly saw Mo Gu's eyes shrinking instantly, and then she pulled him over.
"It's moving, damn it!" Mo Gu yelled, jumping and turning around.
As she jumped, she screamed: "A miracle!"
"Ye Ming, a miracle!"
Seeing that Ye Ming didn't show much excitement, she pulled off her mask, her eyes filled with indescribable joy and light. No matter what, she grabbed Ye Ming's shoulders, jumped up and kissed him.
On Ye Ming's forehead.
"Ha ha ha ha!"
In the laboratory, Mo Gu's wild laughter could not be heard.
Ye Ming suppressed his excitement and put his eyes under the microscope.
Although the optical microscope in the laboratory can only magnify dozens of times without a glass slide, it is clearly visible that the rat's nervous tissue is slowly attached to the GTRGD line.
Ye Ming slowly raised his head.
He saw that Mo Gu opened his arms to him, obviously to celebrate.
He coughed, smiled, and then hugged Mo Gu and spun around.
Then, the two people stood still.
Ye Ming smiled slightly: "It is indeed a miracle."
"Yes, but there is a problem." Mo Gu took two deep breaths and stared at the pile of lines: "Is it necessary to have electrodes and chips?"
