Chapter 1037 On the Scale of Time, All Problems Have Solutions
301 Hospital.
In the depths of the clinical medical research center, in a laboratory with an area of more than a hundred square meters, there is a large medical equipment about two people high and five steps wide.
From the front view, the structure of this equipment is somewhat similar to that of a CT machine. The only difference is that in front of the equipment, it is not a simple bed, but a space capsule. Crystal coffin.
This equipment was moved from the Cryobiology Laboratory of Jinling Institute for Advanced Study, transported by air to Shanghai, and assembled by the researchers of the Cryobiology Laboratory in three full days.
Standing here at the moment, besides several researchers led by Professor Liu Zuobing, are academician Zhao Zhongji who once led an international expert team to consult with Lu Zhou, cancer experts from the 301 Hospital, and many hospital staff.
For the latter, whether it is an academician-level expert or a nurse in the inpatient department, even if they have some understanding of cryobiology and cryobiology, they have only read related papers in journals.
And because the Jinling Institute for Advanced Study has not disclosed the research progress in this area, so now they are looking at this instrument, as if they are looking at a monster.
Staring straight at the sci-fi equipment, academician Zhao Zhongji stared at it for a long time, and suddenly sighed softly.
"Prying patients into hibernation until they can be cured... If this thing is really so miraculous, I'm afraid it will overturn the entire medical community's understanding of the word medicine."
For ordinary people, even if they just "fake death" for a few hours under low temperature conditions, to buy time for rescue for transfer treatment, it is possible to bring back a life from the brink of death to a patient who would have died.
Not to mention the long-term frozen dormancy in units of years.
For problems that cannot be solved now, save the medical certificate and the patient for later.
On the scale of time, all problems have solutions, even if it seems unrealistic to imagine now.
It’s like going back to a hundred years ago when the medical profession had not mastered effective antibacterial drugs such as penicillin. Who would have thought that in the not-too-distant future, tuberculosis would be just a “minor disease” that didn’t even require hospitalization? "That's all.
If a patient who should have died of illness in the 21st century could be sent to the 22nd century, his terminal illness might not even be a problem. Maybe a prescription drug prescribed by a community clinic could cure him.
Looking at the device with a complicated expression, Lu Zhou was silent for a while, and said, "Maybe, but this technology was not actually prepared for medicine in the first place."
Zhao Zhongji looked at Lu Zhou unexpectedly.
"Why was that prepared?"
Lu Zhou: "Interstellar travel on the scale of light years."
This sentence not only made academician Zhao Zhongji gape open his mouth, but also the staff of the 301 Hospital who stood aside and did not speak, also showed a shocked expression.
Interstellar travel in light years...
Even if the Moon Palace has already ruled the moon, this kind of sci-fi thing...is too far away for them.
"...I found that Aerospace is really a hen that lays golden eggs." After a long time, Academician Zhao Zhongji sighed and said with a smile, "No matter what, I have to take care of those patients who are suffering from incurable diseases. Say thank you."
Lu Zhou shook his head and said, "It's too early to say thank you to me. It's hard to say whether this technology is a good thing. It's no exaggeration to say that the order and ethics of modern society will be impacted."
I have to admit that this technology is not yet fully ready to come to this world, and it has not even gone through a complete clinical trial approval process, but has been reported and passed by aerospace equipment.
However, people are selfish.
Even he is no exception.
Looking at Lu Zhou with a complex expression, Academician Zhao Zhongji probably guessed what he was thinking. Pausing for a moment in silence, he suddenly said in an affirmative tone.
"I think it must be a good thing."
Lu Zhou glanced at him and asked, "Why?"
Academician Zhao Zhongji said: "The emergence of controllable fusion technology has shut down half of domestic coal mining enterprises, and at least 100,000 people have lost their jobs. Have you ever regretted it?"
"No regrets, I mentioned this topic on the CCTV talk show," without any hesitation, Lu Zhou said flatly, "Maybe I did deprive some people of the right to work in the coal mine, but I also gave them The next generation, a right to choose a better way to live, a right to live in a richer society and a clearer blue sky than the present."
"Those who blame me, complain that I shouldn't kill these jobs, are nothing more than vested interests who want to enslave the poor people who live at the bottom for generations. But they are obviously born in the wrong place, here is Huaguo, in the face of the common interests of all the people, their complaints are not worth mentioning at all."
"Since you have figured this out, there is nothing to worry about," Academician Zhao Zhongji smiled, and reached out to pat Lu Zhou's arm, "Have more confidence in us, our society will naturally adapt to these novelties. Weird thing. You gave those who should have died a chance to start a new life. I think both the people who were sent to the future and their relatives will thank you."
"……Maybe."
Lu Zhou didn't really want to discuss this issue, but academician Zhao Zhongji's words eased his worries to a certain extent.
In fact, looking at it from another angle, for non-immigrant countries, according to the current population growth trend, aging is almost an inevitable problem.
Maybe those patients who could only stay in modern times to consume precious social resources, after receiving "modern" treatment and re-education in the distant future, may they still be able to contribute to the construction of future society?
Maybe he was thinking too much from the beginning.
Since time can solve all problems, then the matter he is worrying about may not even be considered a problem.
Turning his gaze to Professor Liu Zuobing standing beside him, Lu Zhou took a deep breath and spoke in a calm voice.
"How long will it take to prepare?"
Professor Liu Zuobing, who was born in the Army General Hospital, has the resolute temperament of a soldier in both his words and deeds and his academic style.
Facing Lu Zhou's question, he nodded with a serious expression, and said in strict words.
"The equipment has actually been assembled, and the X-0172 bacterial sample has also been sent here from the sample library in Jinling. If you want, you can do it now."
"How long does it take to complete the entire freezing process?"
"thirty minutes."
Lu Zhou was silent for a while before speaking.
"Let's start preparing."
"Give me twenty minutes."
Professor Liu Zuobing nodded and said.
"no problem."