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Black Braised Egg called Natasha over after hearing that the ice cube might be unsealed. He still had many things to deal with. Although he cared about the ice cube, he put down his hands for an uncertain thing. The work just isn't worth it.

"David, is this ice cube really going to thaw?" Natasha asked, looking at the ice cube that had been gradually covered with culture fluid.

"Not sure," David said.

"Not sure?" Natasha asked doubtfully.

"Yes, I'm really not sure. It may crack soon, or it may take a few days, but the ice definitely shows signs of cracking soon. If you wait until it completely cracks, it will be too late." David expressed his guess. Told Natasha.

Natasha didn't quite understand this, but she discovered a problem. Why did the ice cube still look so big?

She told David her doubts, and David explained: "Although we don't know the principle, we have used various methods to make the ice melt, but currently there is nothing except strong acid to make it melt." It melts, and strong acid can only corrode it slowly, so the culture solution must not let it melt. This ice cube is likely to be some undiscovered substance, or it may simply be an alien creation."

"Also, this kind of ice cube is very brittle! It's just that it's very hard and its mass is larger than ordinary ice cubes." David explained to Natasha while looking at the tablet in his hand, through which he could see the ice cubes. Some data, as well as the vital signs of the person inside the ice cube.

More and more cracks were detected, and dozens of cracks were spread all over the ice. The ice was about to break, but David couldn't feel the slightest joy, because although this person's vital signs were very weak, his vitality was indeed As time goes by, cell viability is decreasing.

David kept operating on the tablet. His tablet was connected to the entire instrument and could make some fine adjustments to the instrument.

But neither adjusting the temperature nor the concentration could prevent this person from dying, not even artificially cooling him down.

There are more and more cracks, and the ice may break at any time. David really has no choice.

"Alas, this man's life can't be saved, but there is still hope of preserving his brain. What does Director Fury mean?" David asked with a sigh.

"The director said that as long as the brain is intact, it will be fine," Natasha said.

David nodded and continued working on the tablet.

Only four slender mechanical arms were seen protruding from the bottom of the culture tank. One of them was a needle tube, and the others were knives.

Four robotic arms surrounded the upper body ice block, waiting only for the moment the ice block shattered to save the brain.

"boom!"

The scene in front of them once again subverted the perceptions of several people present.

The ice cube exploded in an instant, and the scattered ice fragments turned into nothingness in the moment of shattering, disappearing directly into the culture tank.

The shattering sound could be heard through the thick glass, and the shattering shock wave produced a large number of bubbles in the culture tank.

"The ice...is gone." David was stunned. He didn't expect that this would happen after the ice broke.

The ice cube could not have been dissolved, because David had seen that the concentration of the solution in the culture tank had almost no change. The slight change may be because the person was carrying something else.

As soon as the robotic arm approached, blood continued to flow from the broken body, dyeing the entire tank of solution bright red, making it difficult for David and Ben to see clearly what was inside.

David stared intently at the culture tank. There was no way to automatically remove the brain, so he had no choice but to do it himself.

David brought a manual controller, which is a box-like thing. You can put your hand in to operate the robotic arm, but at most two can be operated at the same time, which greatly increases the difficulty.

It was originally expected that there would not be such a large amount of bleeding, at most it would be a small amount, as the status will cause the blood to coagulate, and the culture fluid contains hemostatic agents, but now the bleeding is too large, and the person will be dead by the time the bleeding stops. .

David's forehead was already covered with cold sweat because the difficulty was so high!

He used to be a medical student, and he is only 26 this year. He has reached his current position with his medical talent far beyond his peers, but if he fails this time, he will probably stay in this position forever.

This operation is no less difficult than a highly myopic doctor who removes his eyes and performs a craniotomy alone.

But since David dared to agree, he was confident to complete it. He had a special ability, which may have appeared due to his overdeveloped brain. When he focused on one thing, he found that he could observe it in a very short period of time. He is very detailed and performs calculations in his brain. He calls this bullet time.

David never told anyone. He only mentioned it to a junior classmate with whom he had a good relationship when he was in college. It was because he was falling out of love and he told the junior classmate when they went out drinking. At that time, the junior classmate didn't believe it either.

Without sparing any visible detail, David controlled the robotic arm and slowly injected some drugs into the man's neck. These things could numb the nerves and quiet the active brain.

Then replace it with two knife-shaped mechanical arms, insert the sharp knife into the brain, peel off the skull bit by bit, and cut down along several important central nerves, leaving only half of the spine.

The entire operation only lasted about an hour, which was as fast as flying a plane for a craniotomy.

Although it had only been an hour, David was already soaked with sweat, as if he had been thrown into a sauna.

"It's done." David said weakly to Natasha next to him, then leaned back and fell directly to the ground.