Zheng Ren moved his fingers slightly, and finally his strong desire to survive stopped the urge to test the optical tweezers at the wine table.

It is useless to open it now. You need a microscope, install it on it, and then control the laser to retrieve the cells.

Even with a microscope, it won't work.

What to take at the wine table?

The bacteria in the iron-covered Moutai? Or the bacteria in the braised mandarin fish?

"Can Da Vinci or Da Vinci be used to operate it?" Xie Ning suddenly asked.

"I'll go back and study it, and it's probably possible to operate. The current accuracy may not reach the gene level, but the cellular level is enough." Zheng Ren forgot his father-in-law's daunting identity and replied calmly.

Xie Ning was stern.

Optical tweezers are said to be able to be controlled or repeated tests.

However, the problem of repeatable operation is that large laboratories in the United States cost countless money and are still only exploring.

Occasionally, there are successes, and the entire laboratory is like the New Year.

It is easy to clamp things, but it is harder to clamp them firmly and accurately without destroying the surrounding tissue.

Although he only has one generation of technology at hand, seeing Zheng Ren's confident appearance, Xie Ning has no doubt that there are the latest 4th generation of products, and he can change his genes after research.

Using manpower to achieve this is undoubtedly a miracle.

"Can operations be embedded into computer programs?" Xie Ning asked.

"This is more difficult." Zheng Ren said: "The project we research with Dr. Mehal and Dr. Olsen is to find the relationship between operations and turbulence, and realize the programmatic. I have a guess, the one sent by the superior department..."

As he said that, Zheng Ren looked up.

"Shi Huairu?" Su Yun asked.

"Well, he may have a breakthrough earlier than the Royal Swedish Academy of Sciences. Although he will not grab the basic physical formula, he must be at least twenty years ahead of that side in actual application. Well, this is my feeling." Zheng Ren said.

Su Yun frowned.

He knew exactly what Zheng Ren said.

The practical application of the turbulence formula means the endurance of the submarine, the endurance of the spacecraft, the precision of the machine tool, etc.

This is the top technology.

It is a key technology to move towards the sea of ​​stars.

Shi Huairu, that lazy top guy, has this ability?

"Just guess." Zheng Ren smiled, "Uncle Ning, don't worry, let's do it step by step. Shi Huairu probably won't be able to contact him recently. Let's wait and see, let's do 5g, robotic arm, and remote surgery first.

The stylization of optical tweezers is too complicated and has nothing to do with the company's operations."

Xie Ning understands.

To put it bluntly, this is a matter at the national level.

My cheap son-in-law seemed to be very clear in my heart, not anything can be touched.

After chatting for a while, the atmosphere between the table became normal.

Zheng Ren seemed to have also realized the consequences of his nervousness and anxiety, and began to slowly return to normal.

But his normal form seems to be nothing good. He said something that is not awkward or embarrassing, and it is far less logical than when he said optical tweezers.

Another hour later, he only drank a bottle of iron-covered Moutai, and Xie Ning smiled and asked Xie Yiren to pay the bill.

Is this the assessment over?

Zheng Ren was a little nervous.

But Xie Ning did not announce the test results, but just said that he was a little tired and wanted to go back and rest.

Xie Yiren and Xie Ning left, leaving only Zheng Ren and Su Yun standing in the breeze in April.

At this time, Zheng Ren woke up completely. He held the box with light tweezers and asked nervously: "Su Yun, can you pass the performance today?"

"Pass?" Su Yun stared at Zheng Ren with wide eyes.

The breeze blew, and the black hair was floating on the forehead.

His boss usually has a bit of a slap in his mind, but why is he completely confused this time? He is acting terrible, don’t he know? Why do he ask if he can pass the score?

"I know I broke it today." Zheng Ren said dejectedly.

"Do you still know? I thought you thought you performed very well today." Su Yun began to respond to Zheng Ren's words at the table.

"Oh." Zheng Ren sighed long.

"I'll look for Song Ying and go out to have skewers to drink at night?" Su Yun said with a smile: "It's okay, don't worry. Now they are in free love. Xiao Yiren looks at you, and her eyes are almost unable to be pulled out. Even if Uncle Ning disagrees, what can he do?"

Zheng Ren's heart was a little calmer.

"And boss, didn't you notice that your mother-in-law looked at you incorrectly?" Su Yun asked.

"Uh... I said the wrong thing as soon as I entered the door." Zheng Ren said in distress.

"What did you say?"

"I asked Yiren, why do you have a sister?" Zheng Ren covered his face with his hands, not daring to face the stupidity at that time.

"I'll go!" Su Yun opened his arms and exclaimed, "Boss, it's awesome! You're still worried about yarn, this matter is stable!"

"Will you go or not, give me a correct word." Su Yun asked.

"I feel very confused after leaving first." Zheng Ren said: "What do you think Uncle Ning and Yiren will say?"

"What can I say? Tell me about you and tell me your terrible performance." Su Yun continued to sprinkle salt on Zheng Ren's wound.

Zheng Ren's mind was in a mess.

He didn't sleep well last night and imagined the process of meeting his father-in-law countless times.

Unfortunately, none of them has become a fact, and even the fact is at least 100,800 miles away.

It's so bad, Zheng Ren feels regretful.

Holding light tweezers in his hands, Zheng Ren and Su Yun walked in the night of the imperial capital.

"Boss, you are going to find a pathology department tomorrow and try optical tweezers?" Su Yun asked.

"Well, give it a try. If possible, I will report to Vice President Yuan and then determine what Mr. Li is wrong."

"What if I'm sure it's in the thoracic vertebra?"

"Bone-killing cement." Zheng Ren said: "Originally, tumor tissue has a erosion effect on the vertebrae and will aggravate osteoporosis. It is possible that before the tumor spreads widely, Mr. Li will experience a compression fracture of the thoracic vertebrae."

Su Yun knew that bone cement was also a way to get bone cement. The cement that was injected was very high, which was enough to kill tumor cells and correct osteoporosis.

Treatment methods are routine, but the difficulty lies in diagnosis.

Could it be that the latent metastasis of liver cancer that has troubled the clinical practice have been cracked like this? Su Yun recalled the whole process, such a serious matter was mixed in a laughing and crying parent meeting.

I hope this is the case. I don’t know how good the boss is using optical tweezers. I don’t know how I can. I have to watch it at least once before I can try it.

"Let's go, go home. I'm not in the mood, so tired." Zheng Ren got awkwardly cancer attack when he thought of his terrible meeting tonight.

Uncle Ning, who has known each other for a long time, is actually his father-in-law whom he has never forgotten. His life is so bizarre, and he seems boring to eat skewers and so on, and he has no interest at all.

"Okay." Su Yun dripped a car and the two returned to the Palme d'Or together.

On the way, Zheng Ren sent a WeChat message to Xie Yiren, but Xiao Yiren did not reply.

Zheng Ren was even more nervous. Could it be that the father and daughter had a dispute?
Chapter completed!