But Peng Yue still excitedly circled the acrylic display frame several times, working hard.
"This one looks a lot like the one I played in the game before, where the human body and technology want to be combined, but theirs is a bit similar to armor."
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "You're talking about an exoskeleton, right? That kind of thing is also within my plan, but the top priority is to solve the problem of smart prosthetics."
Peng Yue was even more surprised. It was very similar to the game he played before, where the props in it were transformed from two-dimensional to real one by one.
He said in shock: "I didn't expect you to be designing this kind of thing? I really doubt there is anything you don't know how to do?"
Jiang Fan joked: "I don't know too many things, so don't think too highly of me."
Afterwards, Jiang Fan took off the smart arm and said, "Try it first and see how it feels."
In fact, this is not completely consistent with his situation. Peng Yue only has one thumb left on his right hand, and his left hand is intact.
When Jiang Fan asked him to try it, he was a little surprised.
He asked Jiang Fan in confusion: "My situation is different, how can I try?"
Jiang Fan said: "Although it's not exactly the same, you can use your legs to try the contact surface. At first we were crazy about design. Next time I will design your own model for you, which will make it easier for us to see the experiment." Effect."
Although Jiang Fan said that he could try it with his legs, after all, the structures of the two are different. The arms are bent inward, while the legs are bent downwards.
Jiang Fan directly used his arms as legs and attached them to Peng Yue with his palms facing down.
Peng Yue was still a little nervous at first. He thought that the broken opening would be in contact with some closely arranged wires, but he found that it was a piece of soft rubber-like material attached to the broken position, and it fit perfectly without any abnormalities.
But he looked at the palms under his knees and felt uncomfortable.
Jiang Fan noticed something strange about him and said, "Your vision will directly affect the results of the operation. I will put on a blindfold for you, and you can mobilize your nerves according to my instructions."
Peng Yue actually had no idea.
Jiang Fan called it mobilizing his nerves, but he didn't know what to do.
Until Jiang Fan put a blindfold on him and said, "Now try to straighten your legs slowly."
Peng Yue kept thinking in his mind: "Can I do it as he said? What should I do? Subconsciously? Did my legs move?"
Even Peng Yue pressed his butt hard on the chair and moved a few times in the wheelchair.
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "Brother Peng, relax a little. You are nervous and your arms are sweating. You don't need to exert all your strength. As long as you focus all the energy in your brain on your legs, it will be fine." You just need to think.”
Peng Yue asked uneasily: "Did I move just now?"
Jiang Fan said encouragingly: "It moved. Although the amplitude is small, it does have an impact."
This sentence greatly encouraged Peng Yue.
In fact, these are normal reactions. After all, Peng Yue has had his limbs amputated for ten years. He may have forgotten what it feels like to use his limbs.
Even some nerves have been completely closed, and it will take a period of rehabilitation training to fully control the prosthetic limbs.
However, it is precisely this kind of experimental subject that can bring very intuitive reactions to Jiang Fan, allowing him to see how to improve his skills.
Afterwards, Jiang Fan issued several more instructions. Peng Yue had no idea whether the prosthetic limb would be under his control after he installed it.
He was nervous and uneasy, and even had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.
He asked in a tight voice: "Jiang Fan, am I doing the right thing?"
There is a high-definition camera on the side, recording his movements throughout the process.
Jiang Fan held a notebook in his hand and made relevant records based on Peng Yue's reactions.
He said: "Brother Peng, you are doing a good job, don't worry."
After more than ten minutes in a row, Jiang Fan said with a smile: "Okay, Brother Peng, it's over."
Peng Yue took off his blindfold and looked at his strange-looking legs.
He tried to bend it and found that the "arm" would really move according to his thoughts, but he was too focused on it, causing the flesh of his cheeks to tremble slightly.
Jiang Fan added: "You can try to hook your toes, but hands and feet are different after all. This is a more delicate operation. It's normal that you haven't mastered it now."
Jiang Fan wanted to give Peng Yue some confidence and let him know that he could fully adapt to the smart prosthesis, but it would just take some time.
After Peng Yue tried it, he found that his index finger seemed to actually move.
But because the joints of his fingers were completely different from those of his toes, his body and mind couldn't react for a while and it looked a bit like a cramp.
Jiang Fan smiled and said, "How are you, Brother Peng? How do you feel?"
Peng Yue was ecstatic: "I can't believe that I can actually control the prosthetic limbs. You won't control the computer to fool me, right?"
Although he knew it was impossible, these circumstances were so beyond Peng Yue's expectation that his mind felt as if he had been deceived.
Jiang Fan hurriedly said: "What are you thinking? As a scientific researcher, am I deceiving myself? It's true."
Jiang Fan added: "But because you have no concept of limbs for a long time, you may not be able to control the prosthetic limbs in a short time."
This made Peng Yue a little nervous, and he asked worriedly: "What should we do?"
Jiang Fan thought for a while and said, "If it's not convenient for you to come here every day, then I will make a rehabilitation machine for you. Every day, you have to place the broken position on a fixed instrument and perform Fujian exercises for more than half an hour. Is that okay?" "
Peng Yue nodded repeatedly: "No problem, when will it start?"
Jiang Fan said: "Give me some time. It hasn't been made yet. I'll send it to you in two days. Where should I send it to you? At your work or at home?"
Peng Yue said: "You can't put other things in the warehouse. Can you give me a place to live? Then you call me and I will tell you where it is. My place is not easy to find."
Jiang Fan nodded in agreement.
Peng Yue looked at the many semi-finished products in the office. There were nearly a hundred parts on it, even if you looked at a small finger.
It seems that every project is a big project.
Jiang Fan was holding a very tiny screwdriver at the side and inserted it into a gap inside his finger.
Peng Yue narrowed his glasses to a slit and didn't see what was inside, but looking at Jiang Fan's focused expression, he seemed to be busy with something important.
He asked in surprise: "Can you see it?"
Jiang Fan said with a smile: "I have better eyesight, and I don't need to wear glasses at this level."
Peng Yue watched Jiang Fan enter a series of strange symbols on the computer after completing the test, and then his fingers moved nimbly.
Jiang Fan explained: "The tightness of the screws directly affects the silkiness."
