Chapter 77: The Lonely Wave Guess

Mechanical pulse? Han Feng concentrated on thinking for a while and asked: "Teacher Li, mechanical waves will lose energy during the propagation process, becoming weaker and weaker, and eventually disappear. If the nerve pulse is a mechanical pulse, how to solve this problem?" Such a problem must not occur with nerve pulses. If the nerve signal continues to weaken during the propagation process and the key information is lost during the propagation process, then the problem will be big. This is not an electronic instrument, and any accident may cause fatal errors.

"I wonder if you have heard of the term Gubo?" Li Zhongwen did not answer directly.

Han Feng nodded and said, "Are you saying they are transmitted in the form of lonely waves?"

The lonely wave is also called Russell Water Wave. In 1983, engineer Russell mentioned in a report that he observed a strange natural phenomenon. A round, smooth and well-contoured isolated water column rolled forward at a speed of 8-9 miles per hour, and the shape and speed of the water waves remained unchanged during the journey. Later, scientists conducted further research on the lonely wave and found that there is a lonely wave phenomenon in acoustics, optics and electricity. The lonely wave has a characteristic, that is, during the propagation process, energy is not lost, and its shape, amplitude and velocity can be maintained unchanged.

"That's right!" Li Zhongwen laughed, "At that moment, the medium in the middle of the nerve membrane turned into a solid state, and then the nerve pulses were transmitted to the central nervous system in the form of a lonely wave! However, this is just my guess, and I have not obtained the actual data yet, but based on the data I have obtained so far, this guess should be almost the same, haha! If this guess is proven, Han Feng, do you know what this means? This means that we will unveil the mystery of nerve pulses and solve this global problem, which is very likely to bring a revolution to neuroscience! Many previous research results on nerve pulses will be rewritten!"

Li Zhongwen was very excited at this moment. After he came to this conclusion, he immediately wanted to tell Han Feng and share this joy. After all, he only obtained this research inspiration under the inspiration of Han Feng. In this field, it is really hard for him to ask anyone to share his experience in this area in China.

Han Feng was not interested in what world problems he had, nor did he care how much impact this discovery had on human history. What he cared about was what benefits this research result would have for himself.

Are neural pulses really mechanical pulses?

According to Li Zhongwen, it seems that it can really make sense.

At this time, a thought flashed through Han Feng's mind. When he reacted, he thought about the thought again, but he couldn't remember it. In a vague way, Han Feng felt that the thought that had just flashed through was very important and was very likely to solve many problems that had been bothering him.

What did he think of just now? The more Han Feng thought about it, the more he couldn't remember it, and even his brows frowned.

"Han Feng...Han Feng..." Li Zhongwen's shout came from his ears.

"kindness?"

Han Feng came back to his senses and looked at Li Zhongwen in confusion.

"Did you think of something?" Li Zhongwen asked, his eyes full of anticipation.

"Uh... that... Teacher Li, I think your theory is indeed very reasonable. According to this theory, it not only solves the problem of nerve pulses not producing heat, but also explains the principle that anesthetics can produce effects. I hope you can prove this theory as soon as possible!"

After saying goodbye to Li Zhongwen, Han Feng walked towards the dormitory. Along the way, he was thinking hard about the flash of inspiration just now, but unfortunately, he couldn't remember it.

As soon as I walked downstairs of the dormitory, Han Feng's cell phone rang, it was called by Liu Yueshuang.

"Crazy, where are you now?"

"Just arrived at the door of the dormitory building."

"I saw you yesterday, it's really handsome! Do you have time to have a meal together in the evening? We haven't seen each other for a month."

Han Feng was indeed fine at night, so he said, "Okay."

The better the time and place, he hung up the phone, and then he happened to walk to the door of dormitory 301.

"The madman is back." As soon as he entered the door, he heard Li Wang's voice.

"Han Feng, you're back! I've been waiting for you for more than an hour." A figure suddenly appeared in front of Han Feng, but Yang Xiwen was dressed in a cool dress. She was wearing a suspender white shirt on her upper body and a pair of ultra-short denim shorts under her, revealing her white and slender thighs, making everyone's eyes involuntarily focus on her legs.

"Is it you? Is there something to ask me?" Han Feng asked with his eyes back.

Yang Xiwen wrinkled her nose like a green onion: "If you have nothing to do, can't you look for you?"

"Whatever." Han Feng shrugged, and then came to his own Piaotianwen to search for some information.

There are still some basic concepts he needs to check for Professor Li Zhongwen’s theory.

Seeing Han Feng ignored her, Yang Xiwen pouted and stomped her feet hatefully, trying to say something, but she saw Chu Shuai and Li Wang looking at her, so she held back.

When Chu Shuai and Li Wang saw Yang Xiwen staring at them, they immediately said tactfully: "Uh... madman, we're going to have a meal."

After saying that, the two of them left.

"You guys wait..." Han Feng originally wanted them to wait a moment before going to eat with them, but turned around and found that the two of them were gone.

After looking at Yang Xiwen who was still standing behind her, he understood what was going on.

Han Feng said to her: "Sit down, don't always stand."

Yang Xiwen moved a chair and sat down next to Han Feng.

"Han Feng, do you hate me very much?"

Han Feng smiled and said, "No, how could it be? By the way, at the last dance party, thanks to you for helping me to help me get the ball. Thank you."

Yang Xiwen looked at Han Feng's eyes: "Then why do you always ignore me?"

Han Feng said in a daze: "No, right? When did I ignore you?"

Yang Xiwen was just thinking about finding an example, but after thinking for a long time, she couldn't find it. In desperation, she said, "Then... you were just now. I've been waiting for you here for so long. After you come in, you just play on your own computer and don't even greet me!"

Han Feng was amused and crying: "Sister, didn't I just ask you what you were doing with me?"

It's really a brain-consuming task to get along with women!

Yang Xiwen said angrily: "Don't call me elder sister! You can call me nancy, or call me Xiaowen or Wenwen, but you are not allowed to call me elder sister. I am not as old as you are!"

Han Feng had a headache: "Okay, okay, okay, nancy, please come to me, what's wrong?" After saying that, Han Feng had already said it word by word.

Yang Xiwen's eyes rolled and said, "Lunch time is up now, let's go have lunch and chat while eating."

Han Feng looked at the time and it was almost done, so he nodded and said, "Okay. I treat you, thank you for helping me with the last time."

Han Feng took Yang Xiwen to a small restaurant, and after sitting down, he suddenly remembered a question: "By the way, do you eat spicy food?"

"It's okay, I'm not picky about food." Yang Xiwen looked around and asked, "Do you often come here to eat?"

"Well, the food in the school cafeteria has no taste at all. I have a heavy taste and can't get used to it. This restaurant was opened by a Hunan boss and it tastes enough."

After ordering three side dishes, Han Feng specially told the boss not to add too much chili peppers, just slightly spicy.

Both Hunan and Sichuan cuisine like to make spicy, but Hunan cuisine has a characteristic. When people who are not used to spicy food, the taste is very good when they first start eating, and they don’t think it’s spicy. Only after they finish eating will they feel that their mouths are already so spicy.

After Yang Xiwen tasted it, she fell in love with it. Her appetite has never been very good. This was a problem that she had when she was on diet and losing weight before, but today she has a good appetite.

Han Feng asked: "How is it? Does it taste good?"

Yang Xiwen nodded repeatedly: "Well, it's much better than the ones I usually eat!"

Usually, she doesn't eat in the school cafeteria, and she also eats outside, but she goes to a Western restaurant and rarely eats Chinese food.

"If you taste good, eat more."

After waiting for a while, Han Feng saw that she had almost eaten, he said, "You can tell me now, what's the matter with me?"

"Why are you so sure I have something to do with you?"

Han Feng pointed to his brain and said, "Intuition."

"Tsk, I'm still intuition, brag you!" Yang Xiwen didn't believe it at all, "But you really guessed it. There is something wrong with you when I look for you. The first thing is to ask you to treat me to dinner, but now this matter has been accomplished. The second thing is one of my sisters. After she saw the painting you drew for me, she always wanted to see you, but she never had a chance. This time she happened to be back in China and wanted to meet you, a great painter. I wonder if you have time for a great painter?"
Chapter completed!