I Exchange For Black Technology By Blowing Up The Bully

Chapter 758 Blood Microcomponents

"Let's talk about it later, teacher, I have to make sure again." Song He said in a mysterious tone, "If it succeeds, it will definitely be a sensation in the world."

"Interesting me?" Xiang Xiaotong punched him lightly, "Okay, let's talk later."

…

laboratory.

In front of the data wall filled with blank papers, three figures stood silently, with a strong aura!

Song He, Xiekov, and Lou Jinghui glanced at the data paper with focused expressions. Xiekov and Lou Jinghui both held calculators and typed them back and forth. Only Song He had empty hands and was doing rough mental calculations as usual, with his arms folded across his chest, as if he was a master. .

The laboratory was full of the smell of blood. The rats and experimental monkeys screamed and screamed non-stop. From time to time, there was the harsh sound of drills cutting skulls. A group of white coats were busy doing animal experiments, and they started with cold-blooded and ruthless actions. A frightened animal was rushed to the operating table.

Bottles and jars are everywhere, including milky white liquid, blood red liquid, and dark yellow liquid. Mysterious impurities are floating in the liquid under the light. Some liquids are extracted from the animals' bodies, and some are ready to be injected into the animals' bodies.

The entire laboratory is like a demonic sacrificial place, where various living beings are being sacrificed to perform fuqi. Song and He are witches who can interpret the fuqi patterns. They are trying to extract the gods sent down from the sky from the vast majority of confusing invalid information. True will.

"Figure 7718 is a bit interesting. The rat's grip strength has a very obvious linear improvement." Huangmao Xie Witch said, "I suggest doing a set of strengthening experiments."

"Figure 7718 has been used in both 6058 and 8199, but the effect on the rat's grip strength is completely opposite. Either other substances determine the result, or there is a joint effect." Witch Song said, "I am more optimistic about 7800, you look at the concentration The gradient changes, the brain tissue pathways of mice have an obvious process of crazy growth and then disconnection, so it is better to do 7800 first."

There was a conflict of opinions. Witch Xie and Witch Song turned their heads together and looked at Witch Lou.

"I agree with Lao Xie, because the epigenetic inheritance of the liver has also been clearly improved." After Lou Jinghui finished speaking, he turned around and called two team members over, quickly explaining the direction for the next group to strengthen the experiment.

After a while, the team members hurried over again and posted more data sheets near 7718.

Xiekov and Lou Jinghui looked at it for a long time with their heads raised and were disappointed.

"What are you doing? Why does it get worse the more you strengthen it?" Shekov was frustrated.

"As expected." Song He raised his eyebrows proudly, "7718 is not possible at all!"

"It seems that Lao Xie and I are not nearly as good at it. Then boss, you should be on the right track. Let's build a 7800 reinforcement team." Lou Jinghui waved his hand again.

The diligent people in white coats continued to work, and soon posted a large series of brand-new data papers on the wall.

Song He looked up happily, and his face fell as he looked at it, "What are you doing? This can also turn over?"

The morale of the three witches is low, and the oracle is really hard to understand. What does the God of Creatures want to say?

Feeling depressed, they still had to work hard. The three of them stood in front of the wall and muttered, with some obscure mathematical and biological terms coming out of their mouths from time to time, full of mystery.

One day, two days, three days, repetitive work is boring.

Although the expression on his face is ugly, Song He is actually very optimistic in his heart, because as the wrong answers are eliminated one by one, he can feel that the results are getting closer and closer!

The work they are doing is to analyze the changes in various microcomponents in the blood and their impact on the animal body.

The workload is unusually large. Thousands of microcomponents have been purified, each of which requires the sacrifice of a box of mice for various physical experiments. Some data can be obtained in a few minutes, while others have to wait a week or even a month.

Song He looked at the data every day and discovered that artificial blood has a significant advantage, low toxicity!

Compared with natural blood, artificial blood has a lot less toxic components in the blood, such as excess blood lipids, free radicals, creatinine, pyruvate, lead, nitrite, guanidine polyamines...

Clearing the blood toxins will naturally improve the body. Especially the rich people who are participating in the exchange transfusion experiment can clean up the blood toxins in the body every week. Maybe they can really extend their life by five or six years.

There are several analytical machines in the laboratory, and the price difference between the most expensive and the cheapest machines is ten times.

You get what you pay for. A cheap machine can only analyze a few microcomponents. The more expensive it is, the more microcomponents it can analyze. The most expensive machine takes a long time to run the data, but the list of components it runs is also very long. Spectacular, there are hundreds of kinds of blood poisons alone, and as more animal blood tests are performed, one type is added from time to time.

Among the many components of blood poison, the most surprising to Song He was microplastics.

Polyethylene terephthalate is used in many beverage bottles bought in supermarkets.

Polystyrene is used in lighting, plastic films and some cosmetics.

Polyethylene, an important component of plastic bags, pipes, and toys.

Polymethyl methacrylate is used in toilets and airplane windows.

Almost 80% of the mice had microplastics detected in their blood, and the content was quite low, with an average of 1.6 micrograms per milliliter.

This unit gives people little idea, but when you expand it, you can feel the high content, which is equivalent to a spoonful of plastic in a ton of mouse blood. If you focus on it and observe it with the naked eye, it is quite obvious.

Song He and Lou Jinghui couldn't help but draw some of their own blood and put it into the machine for testing. They found that there were also a variety of microplastic components, and the content seemed to gradually increase with age. The content of microplastics in Lou Jinghui's blood was two and a half times that of Song He. .

"Like lead." Song He said.

"Lead? What do you mean?" Lou Jinghui asked.

"The nobles of ancient Rome liked to use lead spoons and lead cups. Drinking water from lead cups was really sweet. It was very fashionable at the time. As a result, the nobles who used lead utensils for many years died early." Song He said, "I think plastics are very popular these days. Lead has become so elegant that it is used everywhere, and everyone has accumulated it without even realizing it.”

"Microplastics are indeed unavoidable. Drinks are made of plastic, food packaging is made of plastic, toothbrushes and toothpaste are made of plastic. Boss, do you plan to do research on the purification of microplastics in the body?" Lou Jinghui asked.

Song He shook his head, "Looking back, we can't do it for the time being, and we are all alive and kicking, which means microplastics are not serious."

Hundreds of blood components were analyzed one by one, and Song He's understanding of blood became clearer and clearer. The seemingly simple blood was as complex as a stew, containing all kinds of unexpected and strange substances.

Long hours of work.

Finally, exciting new discoveries began to emerge.

The depression in the laboratory was cleared away, and cheers and applause sounded almost every day.

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weekend.

Song He stood in front of Teacher Xiang's door and knocked on the door.

"Enter!"

After swiping the card to enter the room, Song He's eyes were disappointed. There was no black stocking this time. The teacher was wearing conservative cotton-white pajamas, covering her from neck to toes, giving no chance to feast her eyes at all.

Xiang Xiaotong was browsing experimental data at the computer. He sighed tiredly, picked up the tea cup and turned around to look at the document bag in the student's hand.

"Professor selection application form?" Xiang Xiaotong was slightly pleased, "Is there any progress on the project?"

"Not only is there progress, it's almost finished." Song He moved a chair and sat down, with a relaxed expression, "It's comfortable when the team has matured. I didn't do much work, and most of the results were achieved by relying on the team. It's smooth sailing." !”

"Let me take a look." Xiang Xiaotong stretched out his hand.

Song He handed the file bag to the teacher, but Xiang Xiaotong didn't pull it away. She looked at the student in surprise.

"Let's chat first, teacher. How was the blind date?" Song He put the document bag back into his arms with a gossipy look on his face.