"The trachea is intubated, the reversible cholinesterase inhibitor is pushed in, and local anesthesia is initiated," the anesthesiologist said.
"The patient's vital signs are stable," the nurse said.
"The operation begins." The surgeon confirmed.
In the General Hospital Affiliated to the Guanri District Security Bureau, a deep brain stimulation surgery has begun, and the target of the surgery is none other than Wen Yue.
The heartthrob of the Fifth Branch, the female agent Wen Yue, who was full of life and confidence a day ago, now looks pale and without a trace of blood. The half-sleeves embroidered with "Tigress" have long been replaced by green hospital gowns. Her life is at stake. manpower.
Fortunately, this time it was the top medical team from the Security Bureau.
Wen Yue lay with her upper body on the operating bed, and a head frame was installed on her head. She performed head CT and MRI scans, and through the fusion of the two images, the stereotaxic head frame landmarks and anatomical target positioning were confirmed.
The medical computer screen nearby displayed a scan of Wen Yue's brain structure. Based on the previous scans, it gradually focused on the abnormal discharge lesions of Wen Yue's brain, which are the parts of her brain responsible for dreams: the pons, lateral geniculate body of the thalamus, Visual cortex and occipital lobe.
The consciousness overload technology is developed based on the dream-generating mechanism of REM (rapid eye movement sleep). This part of the brain is also where Wen Yue's brain has the highest concentration of abnormal discharges.
In other words, this is where Wen Yue screwed up her own brain.
"After the target point is positioned, we start to simulate the design of the needle path and simulate the insertion of the needle." said the brain neurologist.
The most mysterious organ of human beings must be the brain, and any damage to brain tissue may cause irreversible damage. If the limbs and organs other than the brain are broken, a new prosthetic body can still be replaced. Once the brain is damaged, you may spend the rest of your life in a lunatic asylum or in a wheelchair, or you may be brain-dead at worst. Let's plan a funeral and a banquet.
Brain surgery requires extreme caution. When this patient was brought in, a certain senior colonel of the National Defense Forces and the director of the Fifth Branch had warned him. As a result, the surgical team had to repeatedly confirm the location of the needle.
"The data has been confirmed, the life support system has been confirmed to be normal, and all indicators are normal," the nurse said.
Soon, an electric drill controlled by AI probed towards the marked needle insertion point on Wen Yue's scalp. With a subtle "buzzing" sound, a hole about 14 mm in diameter was drilled out of Wen Yue's skull. Then, an intracerebral electrode needle slowly slid into the hole along the head frame and headed towards Wen Yue's brain.
The microelectrode recording system and test stimulator are performing corresponding electrophysiological tests, collecting brain electrical signals, and observing the working conditions of the electrodes.
The electrode needles released high-frequency electrical stimulation in the nerve nuclei of Wen Yue's brain, inhibiting the overexcitation of neurons in the three brain areas where Wen Yue had problems and reducing their electrical impulses.
At this time, Wen Yue was still conscious, which most intuitively showed that the electrode was in good working condition.
Wen Yue's physical data remains good, and the nurse is still carefully observing whether Wen Yue has any adverse reactions and whether there are any symptoms such as muscle twitching. Not only that, the nurse kept having basic conversations with Wen Yue, such as your name, where you went to school, and your lover. Basic movements include drawing spirals, pinching the wrist, turning over mudra, looking at distant and near objects, etc.
In order to test the logic, the nurse even brought in a harmonica and asked Wen Yue to play the simplest "Ode to Peace" while looking at the staff. After all, Wen Yue's detailed Security Bureau file stated that she was proficient in playing the harmonica.
The three major tests of language, movement and logic were successfully completed.
The brain electrode needle slowly withdraws and enters the next step, implanting the brain pacemaker.
The exoskeleton technology of the Security Bureau is on par with that of the National Defense Forces, and naturally there are many neurological experts. A new subcutaneous mounting point was added to Wen Yue's cranial cavity, a pulser was inserted, and a guide wire was connected to the semi-invasive cranial cavity induction module that Wen Yue was expanding.
In other words, this is a necessary precursor to brain-computer interfaces.
Although the purpose of this surgery is to eliminate abnormal discharges in specific areas of Wen Yue's brain to avoid epilepsy and Parkinson's disease, and to ensure that Wen Yue continues to be compatible with the physical capabilities of the semi-internal exoskeleton. However, with the expansion of the cranial cavity module, it is equivalent to reserving space for the acoustic and electronic chips and additional guide lines of the brain-computer interface.
In particular, every security bureau agent has an EEG file. As long as his superiors give an order, Wen Yue will immediately have extra chips in his head.
Are brain-computer interfaces and brain-computer chips good? Of course, it is good, it is equivalent to the brain having an extra computing center and storage center. It complements the central control chip of the second-generation exoskeleton.
Bad? Of course it's bad. Once the brain's electrical signals are disrupted, Wen Yue will be like today. There is something that discharges electricity all the time next to the brain. If it goes on for a long time, can the brain not have problems?
Although there is no official public report, the first batch of people who received brain-computer interfaces eleven years ago are now admitted to mental hospitals one after another. As a result, many organizations have finally awakened to the fact that brain-computer interfaces are not a milestone in human mechanical ascension, but mental hospitals. construction milestone.
The cranial cavity module was modified, the brain pacemaker was installed, the program telemetry test was completed, the wound was closed, and the surgery was completed.
Although the nurse can push the wheelchair into the ward, it is too difficult to show weakness with Wen Yue's character. Moreover, deep brain stimulation surgery is not a craniotomy, but a minimally invasive surgery. She ignored the obstruction and insisted on standing up and walking on her own. The nurse had been instructed in advance to stop her as long as she was symbolically stopped.
Waiting outside the operating room was Sun Youke. When she saw Wen Yue coming out, she stopped quickly typing on the holographic panel and reached out to support Wen Yue, but the latter shook her away irritably.
Wen Yue sat down on the chair in the ward and touched the scalp that had been shaved due to the operation. She picked up the holographic panel, changed it to mirror mode, and illuminated herself.
A field agent must not grow his hair long, as his Wen Yue Crow-colored hair can reach beyond the apples of his face. Fortunately, the hole in the skull is drilled on the side. At worst, one side will be shaved and the hair will be combed into a single braid on the other side. If you do it like this, it will really look like a girl with a rock guitar hairstyle. If you add an orange pair to the shaved side Wearing colorful single-piece sunglasses and dyeing her hair purple, this cyberpunk flavor is revealed, and it has a different flavor.
If you look good, you will look just as beautiful with another hairstyle.
Wen Yue didn't struggle with this for long. Seeing Wen Yue's nonchalant look, Sun You didn't even ask how the surgery went. She was about to find something relaxing to talk about, but Wen Yue spoke first:
"Do you have a cigarette? I suddenly want to smoke a cigarette."
The nurse sent to stare at Wen Yue suddenly sharpened her eyes. Wen Yue had an expression like a devil incarnate in the world. She habitually lowered her eyelids, but her burgundy sunglasses were not there, so she rolled her eyes.
"You see, sister, do I plan to live to be sixty years old? Stop talking nonsense, there is no one here, just give me a fuck."
The nurse shrugged. She had stayed in the affiliated hospital for several years and knew the temperament of these security bureau agents who were geniuses on the left and madmen on the right. She coughed and blocked the camera, allowing Sun Youke to take out a lady's fruity cigarette and warm it. moon.
Wen Yue took two puffs and then ignored the cigarette. The loose hospital gown could not hide her figure. She said to Sun Youke:
"What happened next, how was the mission?"
"Is Shen Xu alive?"
