Chapter 647
The End of Science is Metaphysics
Chapter 647 The End of Science is Metaphysics
Lin Xiaohe's conclusion was not only rejected by medical experts, but also by high-level officials.
When Yuan Lao met Lin Xiaohe's determined gaze, various thoughts swirled in his mind.
Is Lin Xiaohe impressive?
Of course, he's remarkable. These past few days have been enough for everyone to learn through various channels about Lin Xiaohe's contributions to the country and the extent of their importance.
It is no exaggeration to say that Lin Xiaohe is the leading figure in science and technology in Dongguo. Whether it is military industry, people's livelihood, or basic theoretical research, Lin Xiaohe is a shining example.
Without her, Dongguo would not have developed to its current state in just two years.
However, truth is singular. Medical research cannot tolerate favoritism; a single conclusion concerns the fate of millions of people!
Thinking of this, Yuan Lao's hesitant gaze turned firm.
Professor Yuan slowly began, “Director Lin, we believe in and appreciate your contributions to the field of disease research. I believe that the topic of consciousness still needs more scientific experiments and theoretical support.”
"Currently, more than one billion people worldwide are infected with the x-47 recombinant factor. I personally believe that we should be more pragmatic and focus our main efforts on how to treat patients."
Stop worrying about what consciousness is or whether it can separate from the body.
This issue is too contentious and a waste of time.
Mr. Yuan's proposal received the support of the vast majority of people.
Therefore, Si Sheng specifically sought out Lin Xiaohe and asked with a smile, "Are you angry?"
Lin Xiaohe took off her mask, her expression calm: "I'm not angry. The characteristic of socialized civilization is the existence of all kinds of voices. The development of civilization is three steps forward and two steps back, rising in a spiral."
"It's like an infant who needs to constantly try and make mistakes and learn from experience as they grow into adulthood."
After listening to Lin Xiaohe's old-fashioned words, Si Sheng chuckled and asked, "Between the two of us, who is older?"
Lin Xiaohe glanced at him, then remained silent.
The phrase "May you live as long as the heavens" is not just a beautiful blessing for Lin Xiaohe, but a true reflection of her life.
Si Sheng was unaware of these things. After confirming that Lin Xiaohe was not dissatisfied, he increased the resources invested in the project team and repeatedly emphasized Lin Xiaohe's leadership over the project.
On New Year's Day, Lin Xiaohe led the project team to wish all the people of Dongguo a happy new year.
They found a theoretical treatment method and, through experiments, were able to effectively treat patients in the first stage of the disease.
As one of the major contributors, Mr. Yuan took the stage to report on his work.
"The pathogenesis of X-47 dictates that treatment must simultaneously span the two most cutting-edge medical fields: gene therapy and neural repair. We are grateful to Director Lin for his outstanding contributions in these two fields, which have enabled our country to successfully overcome one obstacle after another in a short period of time."
The hall erupted in enthusiastic applause.
Yuan's cheeks were flushed, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a sky full of stars.
His slightly trembling voice traveled through the microphone to every corner of the conference room, carrying an indomitable spirit that feared no hardship.
"Our treatment is mainly divided into three layers. The first layer is to block the damage that is in progress. This must be done within the window of time after infection, before gene silencing is fully instigated. This is done by blocking the methylation process with demethylating drugs or by removing circulating X-47 particles through plasma exchange."
"The second layer is reversal, which uses the CRISPR system to carry demethylases to directly remove the methyl groups added by X-47 to the EAAT2 and CLDN5 promoter regions. This method is more precise and thorough because it essentially repairs the tampered gene regulatory sequences."
"The third layer is reconstruction, which involves packaging the normal EAAT2 and CLDN5 genes into an AAV viral vector and delivering them directly into neurons and brain vascular endothelial cells, allowing them to transcribe functional proteins within the cell nucleus..."
Everyone in the conference room listened attentively to Mr. Yuan's speech, but Lin Xiaohe, who was sitting in the last row, quietly got up and left.
"Director?" Li Bo followed closely behind.
Lin Xiaohe brought a bouquet of carnations to the ward at the end of the corridor.
The room faces south, and the afternoon sun at three o'clock streamed in through the blinds, casting stripes of light and dark on the bed sheets. Wang Shuxiang lay on the bed by the window.
The monitor's wires extended from the collar of the patient's gown, connecting to a row of silently ticking numbers at the head of the bed.
Heart rate, blood pressure, blood oxygen – every number was within the normal range, every number proving that she was alive.
Her hair was loosely braided by the nurse and draped over the pillow. Her face was calm and almost serene, as if she were just asleep, but her eyelids were motionless, as deep as a pool of water with no surface movement.
Lin Xiaohe stood by the bed, looking down at her.
Li Bo carefully moved the carnations into the glass dome.
Lin Xiaohe's gaze lingered carefully on Wang Shuxiang's face.
No matter how many beauty treatments she undergoes, she still cannot make her yellowish-black skin become as delicate and bright as that of a young woman in her late teens.
The wrinkles at the corners of her eyes are the marks that time has etched on her face.
Sagging skin is caused by the loss of collagen over time.
This was the first time Lin Xiaohe had seriously examined Wang Shuxiang, and this body as the biological mother in the node world.
She was truly a very, very ordinary woman, a mother, just like millions of women in Donggu.
Lin Xiaohe never treated her as her own family or her own mother.
Having experienced so many worlds, Lin Xiaohe had long since passed the stage of yearning for family affection. The Lin family in the primordial black hole gave her enough love, which was the source of her motivation to not fear the lonely starry sky.
However, the woman in the bed treated him as her child.
Ugh.
Lin Xiaohe swallowed a sigh, reached out, and gently brushed the stray hairs from Wang Shuxiang's forehead to the side.
"Is she beyond saving?"
In the same ward, on the bed closest to the door, Director Lin was leaning against the rocking bed.
After the serum exchange, his face was still ashen, and his lips were dry and chapped, but his eyes were clear.
He looked at Lin Xiaohe, at her motionless back as she stood before his wife's bed, and asked hesitantly.
Lin Xiaohe turned her head away.
Their eyes met in the gap between the hospital beds.
Director Lin moved his chapped lips, his voice so hoarse it was almost inaudible: "I overheard the nurses and doctors talking. If I fall into a deep coma again, it means I've reached the late stage, and there's no cure."
Director Lin lowered his eyes, his breath weak, and he needed to rest after saying just one sentence.
“Your mother’s life has been worthwhile. When she was young, her father didn’t mistreat her and supported her through school. After we got married, I didn’t let her down either. Even though I had other women, I still gave all the money in the house to your mother to manage. And now that she’s old, you’ve become successful, not only making her proud but also giving her career a second spring.”
"She has sons and daughters, her children are filial, she has a successful career, and her family is harmonious. Her life is better than 80% of the people in the world, she has no regrets, right?"
Director Lin's voice was trembling uncontrollably.
The couple spent decades together, and despite their many arguments and disagreements, they ultimately grew old together.
Director Lin was a staunch materialist, but at this moment, he desperately hoped that the end of science was metaphysics and that people would have an afterlife.
A woman like Wang Shuxiang will surely be reborn into a good family in her next life.