Scholar’s Advanced Technological System

In a piece of pure white system space, Lu Zhou was facing the empty inventory, and was quietly dazed.

About an hour ago, after reading Vera's medical certificate, he came here. Although he didn't know why he came, he intuitively told him that this might be the only place to save her.

Advanced cancer……

At least as far as Lu Zhou knows, apart from misdiagnosis, he has never heard of a precedent for cure.

But I believe that for future humans, or advanced civilized biotechnology, cancer cells should not be a problem at all.

However, the situation is obviously not as optimistic as he imagined.

Nitrogen shield?

This thing is definitely not useful.

Energy potion?

What she needs now is to take a good rest, not to wake up and write a testament.

There are only a few pills left to increase the memory ...

But this is obviously useless.

Easter eggs?

Lu Zhou almost laughed when he saw the colorful round egg lying alone in the inventory.

This thing is a joke, the most insincere thing he has ever drawn from the system ...

Okay, just one of them.

Turning off the inventory in a complicated mood, looking at the cold property panel, Lu Zhou fell into silence.

Generally speaking, the survival time of patients with advanced lung cancer is only 3-12 months. How long they can live depends on their own ideas.

Of course, if the patient has a good health and actively cooperates with the treatment, the late stage care is very good, and the survival period will be extended accordingly. There are also clinical cases of lung cancer with a survival period of more than seven years.

Even so, it was only seven years.

The pain of chemotherapy that needs to be experienced is even worse.

In terms of this factor, her father may be right.

Rather than die, it is better to end the pain earlier.

It's just that his motivation is not so noble ...

Turning off the useless inventory, Lu Zhou's consciousness returned to the real world.

Facing the ceiling of the unfamiliar hotel room, he took a deep breath and clenched his fists tightly.

He will definitely do what he said.

Even if the system is powerless ...

He must also wake her up!

...

The door opened and Lu Zhou came out of the room.

Looking at Wang Peng who had returned from the hospital standing in the corridor, he asked.

"Is the problem serious?"

Wang Peng: "What do you mean?"

Lu Zhou: "Fight people."

Wang Peng smiled and said, "That is a trivial matter."

Lu Zhou: "What about the Ukrainian named Ilyich?"

Wang Peng: "I was warned by people from the Federal Security Agency and left. I said I would sue you before leaving, but I feel that the elements of the bluff are mostly."

That seems fine.

Lu Zhou nodded and extended his right hand.

"Lend me a call."

Wang Peng knew what Lu Zhou wanted, and took out the brick cell phone that the Russian named Massim gave him when he got off the plane from the inside pocket of his coat.

After receiving the call, Lu Zhou pressed the dial button and made the call directly.

The phone rang three times, and soon it came through, with the English spoken from the phone coming from the phone.

"Call me so soon. What's the matter?"

Lu Zhou: "Do me a favor."

Massim: "Troubleshooting the hospital?"

Lu Zhou: "... you guessed it all?"

Massim: "Of course, we have arranged the best hospital in Moscow, and will start transferring when she is stable."

Was this affection the time when the nuclear power plant was returned?

It is said that according to his speculation, the people of the Federal Security Agency really investigated the Russian power grid system in Eastern Europe, and indeed found malicious code implanted by unknown people from the system, and it is said that it has been latent for a long time.

But anyway, someone is good to help.

After a pause, Lu Zhou continued to say, "Since you are so enthusiastic, then help to the end."

Hearing Lu Zhou's words, Massim frowned slightly and said, "What do you want to do ... even if it is the best hospital in Moscow, we can only say that we should control her condition as much as possible and reduce her as much as possible. If it is painful and completely cured, let alone Russia, even the most advanced United States, the cancer treatment, cannot do better. "

If it is early, it is okay to say, even in the mid-term there is still rescue.

But late ...

This is an academic problem facing the global medical community, and it cannot be solved by a single hospital.

"Rest assured, I didn't ask you to cure her," took a deep breath, and Lu Zhou said, "After her condition has stabilized, help me transfer her to Shanghai."

Massim: "Transfer to Shanghai?"

Lu Zhou, holding the phone, nodded.

"Well, let me figure it out."

...

The report will continue.

But the atmosphere was somewhat hazy.

Especially after the end of Vera ’s report, the people who spoke were absent-minded, and the listeners were not at all attentive to the report. Once the lunch time was over, the whole cafeteria could be heard everywhere The sound of this matter.

"Did you hear what happened to her?"

"It is said to be leukemia."

"Leukemia? Leukemia vomits blood? I heard about gastric cancer ... and it's advanced!"

"real or fake?"

"I don't know, but I only heard that Professor Sen Zhongwen almost fought with her father at the hospital because her father wanted her to give up treatment and swallow the $ 15,000 bonus."

"God, it's for a $ 15,000 bonus ... is this a human thing? If it's Miss Willa Puyue, she's more than $ 100,000 a year in Princeton."

"You can never guess the mind of a drunk man, especially when this person is Russian. Maybe he feels that his daughter has a deposit, and if she has an accident, the money is his."

"Hey, pay attention. What are you talking about?"

"Sorry, I apologize ..."

"..."

Having lunch quietly, Lu Zhou automatically shielded the sound of the discussion next to him.

Sitting on the opposite side of the plate, Schultz wanted to comfort him, but seeing his thoughtful expression, he finally dispelled the idea, only to accompany him to finish the silent lunch.

Until finally, watching Lu Zhou had finished eating, he suddenly said.

"The message has been uploaded on mathoverflow ... I saw a photo sent by someone. Did you hit someone in the hospital?"

Lu Zhou: "My driver moved his hand, the other hand first."

Schultz: "You better explain it."

"There is nothing to explain," wiped his mouth, Lu Zhou rubbed the tissue into a ball and threw it into the trash bin ~ www.readwn.com ~ stood up with the plate, "There are so many boring people, I can't control it Come."

It is simply impossible to count on cancer, an academic problem that has accompanied human civilization for thousands of years, to be solved as easily as mathematical problems.

However, for him, there are two options outside the normal means.

Sending the plate back, Lu Zhou did not stop at the restaurant, but went straight to the temporary office set up by the International Federation of Mathematicians. The secretary general of the organizing committee should have gone to dinner. The person is not here, but his assistant is on duty here.

Seeing that the person who knocked on the door was Lu Zhou, the assistant who was eating the lunch box immediately put down the utensils in his hand, took a paper towel from the side, and wiped his mouth in haste.

"Dear Professor Lu, may I help you?"

"You continue to eat, don't worry about me, I just came here to ask," paused, Lu Zhou continued, "is the white board in Report Hall 7 still there?"

The assistant froze, but quickly reacted and replied.

"Even after that ... the lecture hall was temporarily suspended."

Lu Zhou: "Can you show me?"

At the request, the assistant's expression was a little embarrassed.

"The Secretary-General means to temporarily close the scene for the time being, after the report is over, to communicate the accident-related issues with the hotel ... If you want to see what is on the whiteboard, we have included the above content in the meeting record Now, I recommend you— "

Lu Zhou repeated, this time in a statement tone.

"Take me to see, your secretary general, I will say hello afterwards."

The assistant hesitated, and eventually nodded.

"OK ... OK."