dkrc Chapter 710 The Dead White Mouse
Chapter 710 The Dead White Mouse
The mice died faster!
Everyone was extremely frustrated. Why did everything go so well? How did cute red blood cells turn into poison?
Song He carefully sliced and studied the dead bodies of white mice, pondered for a moment, and arranged several sets of controlled experiments.
Dozens more mice died, but several groups of mice survived.
"I understand." Song He pulled the body slices and said suddenly, "There is something wrong with the blood type. The transfused blood conflicts with the mouse's own blood."
"Shouldn't it? We all do it strictly according to blood type." Ji Tianhe was confused.
Song He was silent. He didn't understand why. Two artificial red blood cells of different blood types were transfused into mice of two blood types. They were repeatedly tested before transfusion. Logically speaking, there should be no blood type problems. There must be some details somewhere. was ignored.
The atmosphere in the laboratory became quite depressing. The most fearful thing about R&D is this situation. Everything seems to be correct, but there are unknown problems, such as a cumbersome procedure that is missing a symbol and needs to be completed from beginning to end. Find slowly.
The entire team quickly arranged shifts and began to work in three shifts to find problems and conduct controlled experiments group by group.
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Canteen corner.
Song He ate the braised chicken and rice in silence, his brows never loosening as he looked thoughtful.
A dinner plate was suddenly placed in front of him. Xiang Xiaotong sat down in cycling shorts, a thin jacket and a white vest. His face was sweaty. He had obviously just returned from cycling.
"This year's college entrance examination enrollment has basically been completed." Xiang Xiaotong said, "Our brain institute's score is second only to the Rocket Institute, with a minimum score of 662. The score is almost fifteen points lower than Qingbei, but it has recruited four provincial champions."
"Okay! Qingbei will not be our opponent in a few years!" Song He was happy, "Give me some good students!"
"That's inevitable. This year's admissions will be based on advertising with you. I'll give you two provincial champions, and I'll take two of them." Xiang Xiaotong said, "The score line for the yellow-catching training class you set up at Jinghai University reached 635. It has become a top major.”
"After all, I really gave you the money." Song He smiled, "The score is the result of burning money."
"I'm jealous. I'm also planning to get an order class from Neuron Company. I'm talking to Zhejiang University and the deal is almost done." Xiang Xiaotong said with a slightly proud tone.
"Teacher, how is your company's current profit?" Song He was curious.
"For the time being, I don't make as much money as you do, but I will soon surpass you." Xiang Xiaotong said, "Lingal's conjecture helped me find an important brain activity mechanism and developed a disruptive new drug. Sold out!”
"What medicine?" Song He was curious.
Xiang Xiaotong looked around, raised the corners of his mouth slightly and lowered his voice, "Dream piece."
"What the hell?" Song He was confused.
"Dream tablets are small green pills. Take one before going to bed. There is more than 90% chance of having long dreams, and there are almost no nightmares. Most of them are sweet dreams." Xiang Xiaotong whispered, "The cost is extremely low and there are no side effects."
"So magical?" Song He was shocked, "Do you have a sample? Can I try it first?"
"I'll give you a bottle to try in a few days. It will be absolutely amazing." Xiang Xiaotong lowered his head and ate the ribs.
Song He's heart was filled with excitement. He never expected that Dalingal Guess could actually produce such a miraculous product?
Probably there is a certain pattern of brain activity that requires mathematical theory to capture. If you successfully capture it, you will have the key to unlock dreams at any time!
Human beings spend nearly one-third of their lives sleeping. Most of their sleep is like being dead or in a coma, without any consciousness. Only dreaming can fill the sleep time.
If it is true that most of them are sweet dreams, and the price is not too expensive, dream films will surely sell out quickly, and the sales will even be better than those of short-sleep films.
"What are you busy with recently?" Xiang Xiaotong asked, "Aren't you still doing blood work?"
"Doing red blood cells." Song He sighed.
"Not smooth?"
"It didn't go so well. It was like seeing a ghost. We had obviously done the blood typing, but there was always a conflict when transfusing it into the mice." Song He sighed, "Several dozen kilograms of mice died."
"Stop it, Song He. It's too late to give up now." Xiang Xiaotong said, "Since your specialty is making medicine, then make some more effective medicines. The artificial blood technology is indeed too difficult. I haven't even mastered it yet." grasp."
"I don't think it's actually high." Song He scratched his head, "You learned about artificial blood ten years ago. In the past ten years, the academic world has not stood still. There have been many attempts, and many technical points have been discovered. It has been accumulated for so long. , it’s time to put in the hard work and bear fruit!”
"Sometimes ten years can completely incubate a technology, and sometimes ten years of accumulation is actually useless." Xiang Xiaotong said with a smile, "Many technologies last fifty years forever, such as controllable nuclear fusion, many years ago Just say that it will be realized in fifty years, and now we still say that it will be realized in another fifty years. Maybe this statement will still remain unchanged fifty years from now.”
"It's like the horizon, right? You can always see it, you can never reach it." Song He smiled.
"Yeah, stop it." Xiang Xiaotong advised, "You can do it for a while and focus on doing some feasible projects first."
Song He nodded hummingly and lowered his head to eat, as if he didn't want to listen.
"Did you listen to what I said?" Xiang Xiaotong looked at him helplessly.
"I heard it, but not completely."
"What's the meaning?"
"In the left ear, out in the right ear!" Song He stood up and laughed after finishing the last bite.
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When he arrived at the laboratory, Song He couldn't stop laughing. Another group of white mice had died heroically. There were already countless dead mice. In short, a group of white mice died every day.
Repeating experiments day after day, team members became more and more frustrated. Sometimes everyone didn't even know how to continue testing. The laboratory seemed to be stuck in some kind of time loop.
Song He was also at a loss and decided to suspend testing of artificial blood and directly conduct experiments on mouse blood to study whether there was anything special about it.
As soon as the direction changed, everyone became a little more motivated and continued working in three shifts to advance research day and night.
On a rainy night in mid-August, Song He suddenly straightened up in front of the experimental table and shouted, "Enzyme!"
The drowsy people in white coats collectively woke up and looked back at the boss in horror.
"Gather for a meeting!" Song He was relieved, "Red blood cells should be ready!"
Everyone gathered around Song He, and some team members who were sleeping in the dormitory were also woken up by phone calls and then participated in the meeting through video calls.
In full view of everyone, Song He quickly handed out a large number of data sheets.
His face looked tired and happy, waiting for everyone to finish reading the data paper and speak:
"I have found the key point, and I have also found the solution. Blood type will no longer be a problem!"
"Originally our plan was to produce artificial blood of various blood types, but now there is no need for it. We can directly produce universal artificial blood, which can be used for most blood types!"