vncnus Chapter 611 New Life and Death
Chapter 611 New Life and Death
Chapter 611 New Life and Death
What about the wisdom of diplomacy? The art of politics? The skills of negotiation?
Don't they understand the importance of communication, FUXX…
Seeing that the bureau chief was still muttering and venting his anger, the deputy next to him didn't dare to utter a sound.
At that moment, a henchman hurried in and whispered something in the deputy's ear, causing his expression to change slightly.
"What is it?" Director Najib looked over with lingering anger.
"Is it bad news from over there again?"
"Uh... Director, it was China that initiated the request for negotiation..." the deputy said, forcing a smile.
A request for negotiation?
Director Najib was taken aback, then a surge of joy filled his heart.
Yes, yes, it's just a patent application; the technology hasn't been fully disclosed yet. There might still be room for redemption!
Could all of this be just the other party playing hard to get?
The threat is coming.
A glimmer of hope arose in Director Najib's heart.
"Tell me quickly, what did they say?"
"This... they hinted to us, both overtly and covertly, that they already knew who the attackers were, and then made some rather unreasonable demands, including but not limited to patent swaps, the release of hostages, and the lifting of restrictions."
Finally, the other party also said…
"Say what? Say it!" Director Najib glared at him.
"They said... if we don't agree, they'd rather license the technology to African countries or Indians than to any of our local affiliated companies..."
Director Najib: "..."
I've been busy all day and haven't gotten anything out of it, plus I've gotten myself into a mess.
……
Changqing Biotechnology.
Mechanical Prosthetics Laboratory.
"Neural connection signal normal, electronic analog signal normal, signal transmission test passed..."
Ning Wuyue sat in her wheelchair, looking at the dozen or so signal lines extending from the mechanical ports on her legs, the other end of which was connected to a pair of technologically advanced metal prosthetics.
A group of doctors in white coats were making final adjustments using various instruments and equipment.
She nervously gripped Ning Shisan's large hand beside her.
"Uncle, I'm a little scared."
Mechanical prosthetics technology consists of two parts: one part is a "port" that is closely connected to the limb and nerves and is surgically installed at the end of the severed limb.
The other part is the main body of the mechanical prosthesis, which is controlled by connecting to a "port" and via signal amplification and transmission.
Because Ning Wuyue's wound had already healed, the cut surface still needed to be removed before the "port" could be installed. In addition, due to the need for observation and adaptation after healing, the installation and adjustment of the mechanical prosthesis was not officially arranged until today.
Ning Shisan was also a little nervous, but he still tried his best to appear calm and reassured her.
"Don't worry, this company's technology is absolutely world-class. They cured my illness. In a little while, you'll be able to stand up again."
Looking at Ning Shisan, the girl nodded, "Uncle, you look much better these days, and you don't cough as often, but..."
This place must be expensive, right?
She glanced around at the bright decor and the various high-end medical equipment that looked expensive, clearly feeling a pang of regret for her wallet.
"Hehe! Don't worry, I know the owner here. I've helped him a lot before, so this time he's treating us for free."
The prosthetic limb is a free gift; we just need to help you fill out a few customer experience surveys later.
Professor Zheng, who had come over to join in the fun, listened from the side and his lips twitched.
Good heavens, a single injection of anti-cancer drugs costs at least a million, and there's a high-end, enhanced prosthetic limb with a cost price exceeding 150 million, and you treat it like a free egg from a street vendor...
I really don't know what relationship these patients have with Chairman Gao, but the company is so generous as to waive all treatment costs.
One has a terminal illness, the other is disabled...
It just so happens to be a new technology that the company has just broken through.
What a coincidence!
If it's really that much of a coincidence, then all I can say is that these two are incredibly lucky... they must have saved the world in their past lives...
"Really?" Perhaps because she trusted the other party too much, Ning Wuyue actually believed it.
She looked at the pair of metal prosthetics on the stage, a hint of anticipation flashing in her eyes.
Compared to the mechanical prosthetics I've seen on TV that only have a few supporting parts and can't move freely at all, what I see in front of me is simply a work of art.
Every bearing and every gear fits perfectly into the structure of the human leg, gleaming with a cold metallic sheen under the light.
Even though I feel a little awkward about having this kind of prosthetic limb installed, I don't really reject it.
After all, if I can stand up, I won't have to be a burden to the old man anymore...
Just then, Sun Bin, the person in charge of the mechanical prosthetics project, finished checking all the data and smiled at Ning Wuyue and the other person.
"It's all set. The detection signal is normal. We can proceed with the first prosthetic limb connection!"
Since this is the first connection, it may cause some pain, but you'll be able to bear it.
In addition, the output parameters need to be automatically adjusted after connection, so after the prosthesis is installed, the patient should adapt slowly and not try to make large movements.
Although it has been made using ceramic alloys and lightweight materials as much as possible, each leg weighs only 8.3 kilograms.
But it's a high-strength alloy after all; it's more than enough to dismantle our lab, haha…”
Sun Bin was clearly trying to ease the patient's tension by making a small joke.
However, Ning Shisan didn't listen at all. He watched nervously as the staff removed the various signal wires from the girl's legs and then brought out the mechanical prosthetics.
"Click!" "Click!" After two crisp mechanical clicking sounds, the girl frowned and gripped Ning Shisan's hand tightly.
However, as the pain subsided, the girl's brows relaxed.
What followed was a completely new and unprecedented experience that arose within me...
"Xiaoyue, how are you feeling?" Ning Shisan asked nervously.
"Hmm...it's a strange feeling..."
"Hehe! It's normal to feel a little uncomfortable when you first get a prosthesis, but you'll get used to it after a while. Try moving around a bit now, but be as gentle as possible," Sun Bin reminded him.
Ning Wuyue nodded, looking at her prosthetic limb. Relying on her somewhat hazy and distant memories of when her limb was whole, she carefully tried to move her ankle.
With a barely perceptible hissing sound, the metal foot twisted slightly.
Ning Wuyue's eyes widened.
Amazing!
Next came the knees, then the toes...
Watching the girl slowly stand up with his help, then, one step, two steps...
At first, she was a little unsteady, but gradually the girl's steps became faster and more steady...
And then mechanical prostheses are combined with artificial skin.
Looking at the girl in front of him who had let go of his hand and stood up on her own, graceful and seemingly no different from an ordinary person, Ning Shisan's eyes reddened slightly.
In a daze, my memory seemed to return to that war-torn place...
This time, however, Xiaoyue, who was covered in blood in countless nightmares, gradually overlapped with the image of the innocent and carefree girl in front of her, and was gradually replaced.
In the end, all he could see was the girl in front of him, her face beaming with joy, running towards him and throwing herself into his arms...
"Uncle, I can walk now!"
He held the girl tightly, feeling her slightly trembling body.
In that instant, Ning Shisan felt as if his soul had been redeemed, and the heavy shackles on his body gradually dissipated.
A relieved smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.
"Yes! Welcome back, Xiaoyue!"
……
"Hideyoshi, you... finally... are back!" Iwasaki Hanzo looked weakly at his most beloved grandson, a relieved smile in his eyes.
Having just arrived from the airport, weary from his journey, Iwasaki Hideyoshi, who had been rushed over, looked at the emaciated Iwasaki Hanzo before him, his eyes slightly reddening.
"Grandpa! You've suffered so much!"
"Hehe! It's good that you're back..."
Besides the two people, other important members of the Iwasaki family, along with a lawyer, clerks, etc., were also standing in the room.
Everyone looked sad and solemn.
However, their eyes darted back and forth between Iwasaki Hideyoshi and Hanzo, each harboring their own ulterior motives.
"Grandpa! Don't worry, I'll make that Iwasaki Yuhei experience your pain in its entirety, and send him down to join you!"
Thinking of the culprit, Iwasaki Hideyoshi gritted his teeth, his face filled with murderous intent.
If it weren't for him, Grandpa wouldn't be like this, and neither would I... That guy deserves to die!
"Um!"
Iwasaki Hanzo simply smiled with satisfaction at this response.
Astute yet ruthless, this is the excellent successor I have chosen...
"I now announce... the next... successor of the Iwasaki family... is... Iwasaki... Hideyoshi!"
More than half an hour later, after announcing his will and making arrangements for his affairs, Iwasaki Hanzo stared blankly at the ceiling.
Countless images from my life flashed through my mind like a final burst of energy, finally settling on that calligraphy and painting.
Flowers bloom with two faces, life exists between Buddha and demon...
He searched his whole life, and just when he was about to see hope, he ultimately failed to bring back the Buddha head...
With deep regret.
Iwasaki Hanzo stared intently at the ceiling, muttering in a barely audible voice.
“Hideyoshi…remember…I told you…about finding…the…book…”
The next moment, his gaze gradually became unfocused.
"Grandpa!" "Patriarch!"...
A wail came from inside the room.
In the courtyard, yellowing leaves fell one by one.
Birth and death are like a cycle.
The fallen leaves are rotting, while new buds are beginning to sprout on the treetops...
(End of this chapter)