After sending Jack Jones away, Wu Mian did not go home, but returned to the MRI room with Chu Zhixi again.


    This time, not only did Zhou Guohui not have foreign aid, but also the technicians did not stay. The whole NMR room was empty, only Wu Mian and Chu Zhixi.


    "Brother, it''s a little better than the worst, but only a little." Chu Zhixi said very simply.


    "Well," said Wu Mian, squinting at the image on the screen and meditating for a few seconds, "a micro stimulation electrode certainly can''t work. It''s two concepts with the treatment of severe Parkinson''s disease."


    "It''s no good to have too much damage to the functional areas of the brain. Do you have any other good ways?"


    "No." Wu Mian''s white jade fingers began to operate on the machine.


    Just a simple three-dimensional image began to quickly appear one by one thin lines, which quickly filled in the blank position of the previous image.


    These "thin lines" are gray white and lifeless in the three-dimensional color map. They are like children''s graffiti. They densely and meaninglessly outline the large and small nerve bundles that have lost electrical stimulation.


    Looking at the complex three-dimensional image like a heavenly book, Chu Zhixi''s right hand fingers around the braid. This habitual action can only be done when she is unconscious thinking.


    Wu Mian did not think for the time being. He copied the three-dimensional pattern and began to modify the parameters in the software. After half an hour, he took Chu Zhixi to the office.


    "Brother, we must damage some functional areas, which may have an impact on the body, function and even character of the awakened child." Chu Zhixi said with some uncertainty, holding his notebook and looking at the three-dimensional map.


    Wu Mian shook his head slightly. He sat in his chair and looked at the night outside the window.


    Deep brain electrode implantation must damage some brain tissue, which is inevitable.


    However, from the treatment of patients with severe Parkinson''s disease, the brain functional areas were damaged during the treatment, which had little impact on the patients. At least so far, there are no reports of postoperative speech and emotional disorders.


    Wu Mian knows what the girl is worried about.


    After all, it is a vegetative awakening. Unlike the treatment of severe Parkinson''s disease, there are many electrodes to be placed. Excessive puncture will inevitably lead to prolonged operation time, increased side injury and even accidents.


    "You can do it five times." Wu Mian said in a deep voice.


    "Mental functional area, visual area, auditory area, body sensory area and language functional area?"


    "Maybe so. I''ll study it in detail. Now we use the microelectrode of FHC company, and the effect is average." Wu Mian said. "I think, first of all, we should do targeted surgery on the sensory area of the body."


    "Oh." Chu Zhixi''s answer was obviously a little regretful.


    "What do you think," said Wu Mian with a smile, "do you think the child will be like a normal child after the operation?"


    "Did you do the research?" Chu Zhixi explained, "my brother can do anything!"


    "Don''t make trouble, objective law, objective law, what do you think?" Wu Mian smiled. "This operation is mainly to let Lanke see hope, and then produce the puncture needle and microelectrode I need."


    "How long will it take?" Chu Zhixi said helplessly.


    "Orchid has a technical reserve, and although they are temporarily unable to use it, they will still have some part of their energy to do research and reserve." Wu Mian said, "we do not think about this. We are mainly focusing on choosing the way to operate. We should also provide pertinent suggestions for the existing operative approaches and puncture needles. If orchid is awesome, maybe the 3 operation is enough."


    ……


    ……


    Yuan Wei sat quietly in the ward and looked at ah Yi.


    His nature is cold, thin and cruel. The only fetter in his life is not a few women and children, but the old and dying ah Yu in front of him.


    When he was a child, his parents passed away before Yuan Wei remembered it. Ah Yi brought him up.


    After the development, Yuan Wei didn''t dare to take ah Yi to drift on the sea, but left her in lijiapo to enjoy prosperity.


    Although ah Yi, like an ordinary Chinese old man, is willing to plant all kinds of dishes in front of and behind the villa and turn a thousand foot mansion into the ancestral house of his hometown, Yuan Wei has lost his temper because of this.


    But in retrospect, the villa with fruits and vegetables in the front and back yards is full of countless memories. That''s what home looks like. Other places are not home at all.


    Since Ali got Alzheimer''s disease, her condition has gradually worsened. Even a few years later, she forgot herself, but she still managed the vegetable garden.


    It is necessary to grow vegetables in some places, which is a radical cure in the bones of Chinese people.


    Even if the old people forget their only flesh and blood relatives and their existence, like ghosts and wild ghosts, they subconsciously take care of the vegetable garden and are meticulous.


    In recent years, Yuan Wei often returns to Li Jiapo and sits in the vegetable garden watching ah Yi.


    While ah Yi looked at the vegetables with a full smile on his face.


    Only at home will Yuan Wei feel peaceful. The ruthlessness and bravery of working outside have disappeared. A quiet heart is a rare enjoyment in life.


    Ah Yi won''t let anyone touch her vegetable garden, and even her nanny will be scolded if she accidentally touches the vegetable seedlings. Ah Yi doesn''t give others the dishes she grows. Only when Yuan Wei comes back will she pick some green vegetables and mix them with taro seeds and glutinous rice flour for him to eat.


    The food is not delicious. Ah Yi''s actions are not as neat as when he was young, and he even doesn''t remember who he is. But she still grows vegetables by instinct and makes the best food for herself.


    If only Dr. Wu could cure ah Yi''s dementia, Yuan Wei looked at ah Yi and thought quietly.


    Although life can''t go back, it''s impossible to go back.


    But that doesn''t matter. Ah Yi can recognize himself, touch his head and cry "Ya", which is a hundred times better than crossing the world and everyone is afraid.


    He was old. Yuan Wei smiled and thought of it.


    When she came to the jianxie hospital, ah Yi had an operation after completing the relevant examination. The operation time is very short, less than an hour. It is completely different from what Yuan Wei imagined and understood.


    Li Jiapo''s medical level is very high. For ah Yi''s senile disease, Yuan Wei takes her for physical examination twice a year. After the physical examination, Yuan Wei can recite the doctor''s statement. It''s the same every time.


    However, the operation of jianxie hospital is completely different from what the doctor of Li Jiapo Singapore General Hospital said.


    The surgical incision was less than 3cm. The next day after the operation, ah Yi could walk on the ground. According to the review results, Yuan Wei asked for a copy and sent it to the doctor of Singapore General Hospital.


    According to them, mitral insufficiency has recovered greatly, which is a miracle.


    I hope miracles will continue to happen, Yuan Wei thought to himself.