Chapter 663: Chapter 662: If You Want to Bully Mr. Yan, Ask Us First

At six o’clock on Monday morning, even with a warm, soft body beside him, Yan Feifan felt no temptation to linger and got out of bed with his usual self-discipline.

He finished washing up in half his usual time, then mixed a bowl of special, high-nutrient, high-calorie oatmeal with milk for breakfast.

Yan Feifan scarfed down his breakfast at the pace of a soldier on the march and rushed to the Affiliated Hospital with Yu Suye, who had just finished getting ready.

Yu Suye went to the hospital cafeteria for her breakfast.

Meanwhile, Yan Feifan hurried to the neurosurgery lab alone, where he found Dr. Qiu Ge had already prepared the test subjects and equipment, including lab mice and an infrasound generator.

Sensing the quiet on the entire floor, Yan Feifan said with some confusion, "Dr. Qiu, I know we’re in a race against Xv Jiande, but do we really need to be this pressed for time?"

Dr. Qiu Ge replied with a solemn expression, "Mr. Yan, saving time is only part of it. The most important thing is secrecy."

"That guy Xv Jiande has thrown all shame to the wind to fight us for this project. It’s clear he’s burned his bridges and is determined to win."

Dr. Qiu Ge warned, "Mr. Yan, in a situation like this, we can’t guarantee he won’t resort to dirty tricks, like bribing someone close to us to act as a spy and snoop on our secrets and research progress."

"You can never be too careful. When there’s so much at stake, I can’t guarantee the loyalty of the people around me..."

As he said this, an angry expression appeared on Qiu Ge’s face.

"Just like with that child’s craniopharyngioma surgery last time. A surgical nurse who had been with me for years actually sold me out for two hundred thousand."

’I always treated them well, or so I thought.’

While Qiu Ge was speaking, Yan Feifan had already changed into a lab coat and put on a pair of rubber gloves.

He walked over to the lab bench, ready to begin work on the lab mice...

The main difficulty in using infrasound to awaken patients in a vegetative state was focusing and directing the sound waves to avoid unpredictable secondary damage to other areas of the brain.

The previous night, Yan Feifan had seen Yu Beihua use a "flicking needle" acupuncture technique to alleviate the pain from his sister’s sprained ankle, which sparked an idea.

Infrasound was difficult to control, but vibrations were controllable.

Moreover, since infrasound is generated by vibrations at a specific frequency, it should also be possible to convert infrasound back into corresponding vibrations.

Yan Feifan’s idea was to insert an extremely thin metal wire into the specific area of the brain that needed stimulation.

He would then convert the infrasound of the corresponding frequency into vibrations along the wire, thereby stimulating the brain tissue surrounding it.

Theoretically, the distance these vibrations could travel through a medium like the brain was quite limited.

Most importantly, any infrasound regenerated by the wire’s vibrations would have severely attenuated energy, which should effectively prevent damage to other parts of the brain.

Of course, the practical feasibility of this method was just Yan Feifan’s theoretical analysis.

The actual results would have to be verified through experimentation...

First, Yan Feifan anesthetized a lab mouse until it fell into a coma. Then, he carefully inserted a thin but very strong steel wire into its brainstem.

The steel wire was sixty centimeters long.

He bent the other end a full one hundred and eighty degrees and placed it at the mouth of the infrasound generator’s speaker.

Next, Yan Feifan and Qiu Ge connected a brainwave monitor to the mouse’s small head to record the activity levels in various parts of its brain, establishing baseline data for the experiment.

After completing the preliminary preparations and data recording, Yan Feifan checked that all monitoring and recording instruments were functioning properly, then looked up at Qiu Ge.

"Dr. Qiu, we can begin."

Qiu Ge took a deep breath and said, "Mr. Yan, to be honest, I didn’t sleep well last night. I was thinking about your idea the whole time."

"The more I thought about it, the more I became convinced it’s a simple, practical, and brilliant implementation plan."

"Mr. Yan, we are definitely going to succeed..."

With that, Qiu Ge pressed the start button on the infrasound generator.

A low HUMMM filled the room as the machine turned on.

Yan Feifan closely monitored the brainwave activity levels of the various parts of the mouse’s brain on the monitor.

At first, the fluctuations in activity shown on the monitor for all parts of the mouse’s brain were within the acceptable range.

According to their simple measurement standard, the activity level fluctuated within a range of plus or minus three points.

However, after about a minute, the brainstem area where the wire was inserted showed a clear spike in activity, breaking past the established limits.

Its activity level had increased by nearly seven points.

Once this high activity level stabilized, Qiu Ge began to adjust the infrasound frequency.

After three or four minutes of constant adjustments, they finally brought the activity in the mouse’s brainstem to a peak value.

The activity level had jumped by nearly fifty points.

After two minutes of stable stimulation at this frequency, Yan Feifan and Qiu Ge made a delightful discovery.

Although the activity in other parts of the mouse’s brain had also increased, the overall rise did not exceed ten points.

Next, the two of them performed similar stimulation experiments on five more lab mice.

The results they obtained were basically identical.

This left both of them extremely excited.

"Mr. Yan, over the next few days, we’ll need to conduct daily observations and checkups on the lab mice."

Qiu Ge suppressed his overwhelming excitement and said, "If no damage or abnormalities appear in the other parts of the mice’s brains, it will prove that your idea is truly viable."

Yan Feifan, also looking expectant, replied, "I hope everything develops just as we’re hoping."

"It will."

Qiu Ge exclaimed excitedly, then proposed, "Mr. Yan, let’s go ahead and apply for the clinical human trial permit in the next few days."

"As soon as the mouse trials are successful and meet our expectations, we can immediately move on to clinical human trials."

Yan Feifan said with some surprise, "Dr. Qiu, isn’t that a bit too hasty? The brain structure of a mouse is quite different from that of a human."

"At the very least, we should conduct several rounds of stimulation tests on monkey brains."

Mr. Qiu sighed deeply and said, "Mr. Yan, as you know, patients in a vegetative state can theoretically live for decades, just like us, and die of old age, as long as they receive proper care."

"But what’s the reality? I did a small-scale survey. Fifty percent of them don’t survive for more than a year."

"Eighty percent don’t make it past two years."

"Long illness wears out even the most devoted child, Mr. Yan. Not everyone is as lucky as you to have a sister who loves you so much..."

Qiu Ge paused for a moment, then changed the subject. "Mr. Yan, how is your sister’s sprained ankle?"

Yan Feifan replied softly, "I checked on her before I came. The swelling has gone down noticeably, and it doesn’t hurt much anymore."

"Thank you for asking, Dr. Qiu."

Qiu Ge chuckled. "Mr. Yan, you must treat your sister well. During the time you were in a coma..."

"She came to your room every single day without fail to turn you over, massage you, give you sponge baths, and talk to you."

"In this day and age, there aren’t many family members who would do that so consistently."

Yan Feifan said seriously, "I know, Dr. Qiu. My sister saved my life. I will treat her well for the rest of my life."

"No matter how well I treat her, it will never be too much."

Qiu Ge emphasized his point, then continued, "Mr. Yan, under these circumstances, we won’t have a shortage of patients for clinical trials."

"The families of patients in a vegetative state will be lining up to volunteer."

"The families’ thinking is simple. They’re taking a gamble. If the patient wakes up, great. If not, things stay the same."

"Even if the worst-case scenario happens, everyone is freed from the burden, and it might even lessen their sense of guilt."

Qiu Ge’s words weighed heavily on Yan Feifan’s heart...

At 8:45 AM, Jiang Tao, having received a notice, hurried into a small conference room in the Binhai University administration building.

As soon as he entered the conference room, Jiang Tao was surprised to find that he was late.

The university president and the party secretary, who usually arrived right on time, were already there, and both wore stern expressions.

Even Mr. Cao, the vice-president who was nearing retirement and always unenthusiastic, was present.

Not only that, but Jiang Tao also saw three leaders from the municipal government in the room.

Jiang Tao, who had political aspirations, naturally recognized them.

They were the Deputy Secretary of the Municipal Party Committee, the Political Commissar of the Binjiang Military District—who was also on the Municipal Party Standing Committee—and the Vice Mayor in charge of education.

All three of them also had grim expressions.

The somber atmosphere, along with the presence of these three city leaders, made Jiang Tao nervous. He couldn’t help but glance at Mr. Cao, hoping for some kind of hint.

But the man didn’t even look at him, which only made Jiang Tao more anxious...

Five minutes later, the last of the university leaders arrived at the small conference room.

Once everyone was present, it was the military district’s political commissar who spoke first.

He slammed his hand on the conference table and stood up.

"I only found out last night that asking you, Binhai University, to give up a villa resulted in you making an extremely inappropriate decision under what you perceived as our pressure."

"Since that’s the case, I’ve come here myself to discuss a proper solution with you."

At this point, the deputy party secretary also spoke up.

"Years ago, when your university needed land for expansion, the military district gave you a huge plot, free of charge, without a second thought."

"How is it that when it’s your turn to make a small contribution, it suddenly becomes ’extremely inappropriate’?"

The political commissar took over again, "It would have been fine if you’d disagreed from the start. We weren’t forcing you to repay a favor."

"But you agreed, the matter was settled, and then you went back on your word."

The more the political commissar spoke, the angrier he became.

"You went back on your word, and instead of coming to us, you went and harassed Mr. Yan Feifan! Do you think that just because Mr. Yan doesn’t have any elders in his family, he’s an easy target?"

The political commissar slammed his fist on the conference table and shouted, "Let me tell you, Mr. Yan has backing!"

"We are his backing."

"If you want to bully Mr. Yan, you’ll have to ask us for permission first..."

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