godfather of surgery

Chapter 490 Tokyo Night
The "Digital Human" project of the University of Tokyo has been in development for more than [-] years.

The "digital human" built using supercomputers can be said to be the world's top simulation technology.

Digital humans are widely used in the medical field. For example, pharmaceuticals can use the platform’s dedicated drug experiment model to simulate human experiments on drugs with digital humans. This kind of simulation, in just a few hours, can obtain several years, or even a dozen years. The data that can only be obtained from years of real experiments has greatly increased the speed of drug development.

The main source of funding behind this laboratory is the Fujiwara family.

After Fujiwara Taniu fell ill, professors at Todai Hospital used this technology to conduct various simulations.

In the previous simulation results, there was only a [-]% success rate, and the successful cases appeared in the late stage of the simulation.

Putting this conclusion into reality requires doctors to accumulate thousands of surgeries to achieve this [-]% success rate.

Now that Fujiwara Tani's condition has changed, he simulated again, [-] times, but none of them succeeded.

At the Forest Hongo Hotel, Fujiwara Tanisheng saw Yang Ping, and he gave Yang Ping a written document with a serious expression, which had been translated into Chinese.

This information is the conclusion of the simulated operation by the supercomputer of the University of Tokyo.

"Dr. Yang, this is the operation report simulated by the digital human using the supercomputer of the University of Tokyo. I hope it can give you some help."

Regardless of the outcome, Fujiwara has no plans to change plans.

Because the supercomputer has also simulated that if there is no operation, the probability of death due to tumor hemorrhage within 24 hours is 90.00%, and the mortality rate within 72 hours is [-]%.

Therefore, no matter the operation or not, there is no escape from the ending.

Active surgery is also an effort.

Yang Ping just flipped through the report casually, then closed it.

"Surgery at [-] o'clock in the evening. This thing is meaningless. Digital humans cannot simulate real people, and the case models built with digital humans are even more distorted."

Yang Ping didn't want to bother looking at these things anymore.

Masao Fujiwara thought that Yang Ping would give up the operation when he saw this thing, but he didn't expect that he didn't seem to respond to the report at all, not even the slightest disturbance.

"Dr. Yang, the supercomputer has simulated [-] times, and the end result of the patient is death."

Takahashi thinks Yang Ping is the best to look at, at least it can provide some reference for the operation.

Yang Ping waved his hand: "This broken machine is useless."

Investing billions of dollars to make something is called a useless broken machine by him.

Masao Fujiwara was dumbfounded by Yang Ping.

Yang Ping didn't intend to ridicule this thing, but after so many surgeries in the system space, he already knew many things clearly in his heart, and he only believed in himself.I really don't want to waste time paying attention to these things. I just want to rest quietly and recharge my batteries.

Masao Fujiwara couldn't say anything about Yang Ping's attitude. Since Dr. Yang is the chief surgeon, he seems a little distrustful of being entangled in this matter.

"Then Dr. Yang has a good rest. The patient will be sent to the operating room on time at eight o'clock."

Fujiwara Masao hurriedly bid farewell to Yang Ping and rushed to the intensive care unit.

Many people have gathered in the doctor's office, including Ito, Ikeda, Komori, Matsui and others.

"How about it, what did Dr. Yang say?"

Fujiwara Masao shook his head: "He said, the operation is still as planned."

"You didn't show him the report?"

"Look, he said that the simulation of this broken machine has no reference value."

Masao Fujiwara had no choice but to tell the truth.

Professor Ito was confused: "He really said that?"

"The original words are indeed the same. The plan remains the same, and the surgery will start at 90.00 o'clock! The simulation of conservative treatment is also very clear. There is a 24% probability of death within 72 hours, and a [-]% probability of death within [-] hours. Let's go all out."

Originally, Ito had been inclined to support surgery, and he did not have any doubts about Yang Ping's surgical ability, but the current condition of Fujiwara Tani's current condition is really incredible.

With Dr. Yang's knowledge and ability, there is no reason to force the operation regardless of the consequences.

Forget about the absolute contraindications to surgery, supercomputer simulated surgery, [-]% death.

Any doctor in the world would definitely give up after seeing this result.

But he remained indifferent and continued with the operation.

Is it just to accumulate surgical experience?

Now that Masao Fujiwara has already decided, Ito can't say anything.

"Did he mention ways to stop the bleeding?"

"Continue to supplement blood coagulation factors after surgery, and the blood coagulation function can be restored slowly 5-7 days after surgery, but we can't wait now, not even overnight, let alone 5-7 days."

Professor Fujiwara of the dignified Dongda Hospital was dazed by Yang Ping. He couldn't figure out why Yang Ping looked so sure.

Obviously impossible!

What a headache.

"I'll go out for a while, you wait a moment."

Masao Fujiwara went to communicate with his younger brother before the surgery, while Mitsui and Komori stayed with professors Ito and Ikeda.

Tonight, any one of them does not intend to rest, and must observe the whole operation.

Fujiwara Masao saw his younger brother in the family rest room in the intensive care unit.

"How about it?"

Fujiwara Chio was very anxious.

Masao Fujiwara handed over the thick report to his younger brother: "Simulated by the supercomputer of Dongda Hospital, the intraoperative mortality rate is [-]%——"

Fujiwara Chio was very disappointed: "What about conservative treatment?"

"24% probability of death within 90.00 hours, 72% within [-] hours."

Fujiwara took a deep breath.

"The elders of the family agreed not to interfere with the medical plan, what should we do now? I listen to you, you are a doctor."

Fujiwara Chio leaned back in his chair with empty eyes.

"Things have come to this, we have no choice, surgery, even if there is no hope, we have worked hard, do nothing, we will regret it, the effort like moths to the flame is also a sincere heart."

"I agree with your decision, it's the last effort!"

"The situation -- can it hold up?"

Fujiwara Masao didn't want to ask these things, but anyway, they are brothers.

The younger brother nodded: "I hope that uncle can spend tonight and take charge again, otherwise the world will fall apart."

"It's medically impossible, he won't be able to survive tonight." Masao Fujiwara had to reiterate.

Seeing the tears in his younger brother's eyes, Masao Fujiwara knew that the relationship between his younger brother and younger sister and his uncle was like a father and son.

"This is an irresistible natural law of life. This time, the supercomputer used almost all of its computing power. The human body simulation simulation performed is the most advanced, complex and realistic in the world today. Ten thousand times, all failed. This result is almost It can already be regarded as a fact. I believe that this report has long been in the hands of the elders and your opponents. Moreover, they grasp the disease faster than you and me, so you have to be prepared to deal with everything tonight. Unexpected preparation."

"I'm a doctor, and I don't want to get involved in these family affairs, but you are my younger brother. I must remind you that once uncle's heartbeat stops tonight, according to the family law, you will automatically become the official president and the head of the Fujiwara family. At that time, if they touch you again, they will make the whole family an enemy and challenge the family tradition."

"They know the results of the surgery simulation, and they will definitely take measures against you before the surgery. At this time, when you are the most vulnerable, even if any measures are taken against you, it will not cause a huge shock. Sometimes I think, the family Is tradition testing the ability of those who are transitioning? I am really worried about you, Michelle and I can’t help you, take care of yourself.”

Masao Fujiwara is just a doctor, but his younger brother is in a whirlpool, so he is still very nervous.

"Brother, thank you. Your words are enough. Our three brothers and sisters have been abandoned by the Fujiwara family. If it weren't for my uncle's cultivation, I would not be where I am today. I have seen my uncle just now. During the operation, I I have to deal with some things, so I can't be by his side, please." Fujiwara Zhinan sat up straight.

"I'm afraid Tokyo will not be peaceful tonight?" Masao Fujiwara stretched his neck.

Fujiwara Chio responded indifferently: "It will definitely be calm."

"Let's go see him again, where is Miyuki, I'll call Miyuki." Fujiwara Masao picked up his phone.

The younger brother opposite had tears on his face, and Masao Fujiwara knew that his younger brother's affection for his uncle was deeper than anyone else's.

Miyuki hurried over with tears in her eyes.

"Let's see him again while we're still breathing."

Masao Fujiwara got up, took his younger siblings, and walked along a passage in the intensive care unit. Through the glass, he could see his uncle from a distance.

Fujiwara Chio suddenly stopped making progress.

"Child?"

"Go ahead, let me stand here and take another look."

"What's the matter, boy?"

"Go—"

Masao Fujiwara didn't know why his younger brother stopped, maybe he felt too uncomfortable, so he nodded, led Miyuki to continue walking along the corridor, and transferred to the intensive care ward from the corridor of the wind tunnel.

"Goodbye, uncle, I will definitely become Xeon and lead the Fujiwara family into the future!"

Fujiwara Zhinan bowed, took a long time to raise his head, then turned around without looking back, but his face was full of tears.

One scene after another of the past came to mind.

"Do it, chop the sword in your hand, bastard!"

"Uncle, your arm has been injured."

"This is the best time for you to defeat me, don't be merciless, otherwise, you will fall under the enemy's sword."

"No, I can't do that."

"Get up, get up for me, since the duel is over, don't be merciful. Listen to me, if one day you can take charge of the Fujiwara family, you will be one of the strongest men in Japan, and no one can be your obstacle , including me, you will have no friends, no relatives, everything is a pawn."

"I can not do it!"

"You have to do it, come here, chop my injured arm."

Gritting his teeth, Fujiwara Chio slashed out with a sword, hitting his uncle's injured arm.

"Uncle, how's your arm—"

"Very good! You finally got rid of your inner demons. If one day you have to do this, no matter who it is, don't hesitate to seize the opportunity and draw your sword. Don't let uncle down."

That was when Fujiwara Chio was practicing kendo with his uncle, and Fujiwara Chio never had a chance to win.

One day, his uncle's arm was injured, and Fujiwara Chio couldn't use his sword on his uncle, and his uncle was very angry.

"Uncle, I will not let you down."

"Let me compete with them tonight."

Fujiwara Chio adjusted his tie, wiped away his tears, and took a deep breath.

(End of this chapter)