After the news spread, there was an uproar.
It had been three days since the demonstration reactor was successfully ignited.
However, they only found out now that Chief Designer Lu Zhou, who was responsible for the STAR2 demonstration reactor, had collapsed.
Actually, the demonstration reactor site didn't hold a celebration party, nor did the commendation ceremony take place. Many people already knew that something was wrong.
However, most of the speculation was focused on whether or not the STAR2 demonstration reactor had successfully ignited, not on Lu Zhou's health.
Now that this had happened, everyone was dumbfounded.
Actually, the higher-ups didn't want to keep the secret of Lu Zhou's coma. They even prepared a press release for him.
However, no one expected him to be in a coma for so long. Even after so many days, there were still no signs of him waking up.
Considering the change in public opinion, there was no point in keeping this a secret anymore.
In the end, China confirmed this news.
The first to state its position was Everyone Daily.
The press release with the core idea of "working hard" was changed again and again. It was finally published on the front page.
Professor Lu Zhou, the chief designer of China's controllable nuclear fusion project, the famous Nobel Prize and Fields Award winner, collapsed at the experimental site due to overwork due to the successful ignition of the controllable nuclear fusion demonstration reactor …
According to his colleagues, during the most difficult period of the research, the lights in his office were on for a week. During the busiest time, he didn't even have time to eat lunch …
He was a torch, using his youth to light up the road to the great rejuvenation of the Chinese nation. He was a candle, burning himself for the noble cause of science …
May he wake up safely.
The picture on the front page was of a candle.
It was very rare for Everyone Daily to pray for someone's safety in such an important position.
The editor's heart was heavy, and the readers couldn't help but cry.
The controllable fusion ignition was successful.
This was supposed to be a joyous moment.
However, on this day when the whole country was celebrating the success of fusion ignition, Lu Zhou, who was supposed to be sitting with his family and sharing the joy of fusion ignition, burned himself in the end and ignited the light of controllable fusion.
Perhaps he couldn't hold on any longer.
However, as he stood there and commanded, he persisted until the very end, until the moment when the ignition was successful …
What was rare was that the haters were nowhere to be seen.
Even when the STAR2 demonstration reactor project was successful, there were still a lot of people who said that it was a waste of money or a waste of manpower. They used conspiracy theories or subjective assumptions to pour cold water on other people.
At this moment, no matter if they were really dark enough to feel "gratified" when they saw this news, as long as they had an IQ, they would know how terrifying it was to provoke public anger.
Everyone Daily official Weibo.
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Hundreds of thousands of candles floated in the air …
(Candle) (Candle)
Hope you get well soon! (Candle)
I wish that I could be single for twenty years in exchange for your early awakening. (Candle)
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At the same time, the debate in the international community was also going on.
The US representative said, "Professor Lu Zhou is the treasure of mankind. His health is not only the responsibility of China alone. If you don't have the ability to cure him, I suggest sending him to Johns Hopkins Hospital in Maryland. He will receive the best treatment there. "
The French representative said, "In terms of neurosurgery, St. Joseph Hospital is also a good choice! We are willing to pay for all of Professor Lu's medical expenses and guarantee that he will receive the best treatment. "
The British representative knocked on the table and interrupted the French representative. He said in a serious tone, "St. Joseph Hospital? Where is that? Are you sure you're not joking? No one will doubt that our London Royal Infirmary is much better than St. Joseph's. "
The conference table continued to debate about this issue.
Finally, the Chinese representative stood up and interrupted the argument.
"Out of consideration for Professor Lu's safety, unless it is his own will, we will not agree to this proposal."
The American representative said in a serious tone, "I hope you will be responsible for Lu Zhou's health!"
The Chinese representative said, "Sending him to you is the most irresponsible thing that can happen to his health."
The American representative said, "What do you mean?"
The Chinese representative: "Haha."
It wasn't just the governments, even the World Health Organization stood up and expressed their willingness to send a medical team to Beijing to provide medical help for this outstanding scholar.
In the end, China made a certain degree of concession on this issue.
After all, if the other countries were still scheming on this matter, then China was probably the country that wanted him to wake up the most.
If the Chinese experts couldn't solve the problem, they would at least listen to the opinions of foreign experts.
Compared to a team of experts from a single country, the World Health Organization was undoubtedly a good buffer zone.
Even though the possibility of spies couldn't be ruled out, at least it was controllable.
Just like this, a medical team composed of experts from many countries set off from Geneva to China.
However, surprisingly, the results of the international expert group weren't any better than the domestic expert group. Even the most authoritative neurosurgeon couldn't diagnose the cause of Lu Zhou's coma.
Academician Castin from the United Kingdom expressed his opinion.
"I think this is a very magical medical phenomenon, and it can even be used as a model in the history of medicine."
Academician Zhao Zhongji was expressionless. "Oh yeah?"
Academician Castin nodded excitedly and said, "Yes, his body is normal. He might just be asleep, but he can't wake up. If we can figure out why he's asleep, it might mean a Nobel Prize-level discovery. "
When he first came to China, he only thought of this as a political mission to win the favor of a certain scholar and China. After all, the Royal Academy of Sciences promised him a considerable amount of research funding.
But now, he was completely fascinated by this magical situation.
Academician Zhao Zhongji had a serious expression on his face. Even though he was curious about what this Nobel Prize-level discovery was, he was more concerned about when Lu Zhou would wake up.
A top scholar's life couldn't be compared to ten Nobel Prizes.
"If you dare to experiment on him, I swear I won't let you experiment on him for the rest of your life."
Academician Castin saw that Lu Zhou was really angry, so he smiled awkwardly and tried to ease the atmosphere.
"Don't be nervous … I'm just saying."
However, from his expression, it didn't seem like he was just saying.
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The multinational team of experts didn't have any good ideas. Not to mention that the Chinese side didn't trust them, so the treatment team became more cautious.
However, the good thing was that at least his "condition" didn't seem to have worsened.
However, there were still many people who were worried about him even though he was in a coma.
The only person who wasn't worried was probably Lu Zhou himself.
January 20th, a cold day. Snowflakes were floating outside the window, coating the glass window with a layer of screen.
The Chinese New Year was over, and it would be New Year's Eve in four days.
Lu Zhou was lying on the bed with a respirator on. His expression was as serene as ever. If you listened closely, you could even hear his breathing.
Sitting on the edge of the bed, Yan Yan, who still had tears in the corner of her eyes, recalled the angry old father who slammed the door in front of her a few days ago.
And what he said to her.
"F * ck off!"
"I don't have a daughter like you!"
His father was a soldier who had performed meritorious deeds in Vietnam. He gave birth to her very late, and he was now retired.
For a man who had dedicated his entire life to the country, nothing was more important than the interests of the country.
Even if she was his own daughter.
She knew why he was angry, but she had never been so wronged before.
Yan Yan took a deep breath and suddenly felt a lump in her throat.
After all, she was only in her twenties.
She originally thought that she was mature enough, but now it seemed that she was still too young.
Maybe it was because her road was too smooth, or maybe it was because her excellent results in the military school made her feel that even if an accident happened, she could easily deal with it …
When she confidently accepted this mission, she never thought about the possibility of failure.
She put her arms on her knees and buried her nose in her palms.
However, just as she was about to fall into a whirlpool of self-blame and pain, she suddenly heard a cough beside her.
Then, the dull and reassuring voice came through the respirator.
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