After a few seconds, he determined that Lin Qingqing was the genius in manufacturing medical devices.
Apart from this possibility, he couldn't think of anything else.
"Dean Xiaolin, I won't tell anyone about this. If you want to exchange this technology for military merit, that's completely fine. After all, what China is currently lacking is advanced equipment."
Lin Qingqing then said something that made Old Lin's blood boil.
"China's current medical device technology is indeed backward, so I'm diligently learning some medical device knowledge. I want to study the equipment at the Medical Research Institute when I have free time, and iterate on these devices. Gradually, we will be able to produce medical devices and equipment ourselves."
She deliberately emphasized the word 'carefully'.
She hoped that the old man in front of her with glowing eyes would be a little more restrained and stop staring at her so intently.
Mr. Lin was deeply moved by Lin Qingqing's words.
He has spent his entire life in the research institute, and his greatest wish is that China can produce its own equipment as soon as possible so that it no longer has to kowtow to other countries. Moreover, the after-sales service of equipment imported from abroad is very unreliable.
Some of them were broken when they were shipped to the country.
I don't know if it was broken from the beginning or if it was damaged during transportation.
If you encounter a broken device, you will be very unfortunate because you will have to pay nearly one-third of the price of the device to hire someone from abroad to repair it.
China's current national strength is worrying. If it continues to waste resources like this, its development speed will inevitably be slow.
If China had its own equipment...
Mr. Lin was so excited that he didn't dare to think further.
He grabbed Lin Qingqing's arms and shook her.
"Director Xiaolin, China's medical equipment will depend on you in the future. Don't worry, I will share more of the work of the Medical Research Institute. Please try to find more time to study these devices. I will never say no to you if you dismantle the equipment again."
Lin Qingqing felt dizzy from being shaken.
She pried open Mr. Lin's hands and took another step back.
"It's okay, Mr. Lin. I will make time to study it myself. But for now, it's best if you and I keep this secret. Before the time is right, don't let anyone else know."
Elder Lin nodded vigorously: "Of course this matter must be kept secret."
He rubbed his hands and asked, "Dean Xiaolin, could you disassemble the equipment and let me see how the parts you designed work?"
"Can."
Lin Qingqing picked up the tools without hesitation and removed the outer shell of the microscope, and the internal structure of the device was clearly presented in front of him.
Mr. Lin bent down, lowered his head, and lay on the equipment to carefully observe how the six parts designed by Lin Qingqing were used inside the equipment.
“Exquisite.”
He sighed as he watched.
I didn’t expect that just a few seemingly simple small parts could greatly improve the performance of the microscope equipment.
He smacked his lips, if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes.
If it were someone else who said it, he would definitely scold that person for bragging.
He leaned over the equipment and looked at it for a long time before he reluctantly straightened up.
Lin Qingqing couldn't help laughing when she saw Old Lin straighten up with his waist stiff.
Elder Lin turned around and said, "That's just how your body behaves when you get older. Luckily, I'm still somewhat useful."
He stepped aside and sat down, watching Lin Qingqing reinstall the outer shell of the microscope.
After putting the equipment back in place, Lin Qingqing picked up the design drawings she had drawn and handed them to Mr. Lin: "Mr. Lin, please help me get these three sets of design drawings. The materials for the microscope equipment set are more particular, and you can handle the others as you see fit."
If the parts she made can be used effectively, they can transform the hospital's microscope equipment and Grandma Hongying's leg surgery can be performed.
When Mr. Lin saw the six parts of the microscope in the design drawing given to him by Lin Qingqing, he was puzzled.
"Our Medical Research Institute only has one microscope. Why do you want to build another one?"
Lin Qingqing explained.
"Do you remember the military family member who asked you to look after her leg last month, Elder Lin? She needs surgery on her leg, so the hospital's microscope needs to be sharper, otherwise it's easy to accidentally cut the blood vessels in her leg."
Mr. Lin nodded suddenly.
The soldier's family member's leg can be corrected with surgery, but there are many blood vessels in the injured area of the leg, and current medical equipment cannot see all of them clearly, which is also a difficulty in treatment.
Now with Director Kobayashi's technology, it is no problem to make the equipment achieve the clarity required for surgery.
"If I have nothing to do in the afternoon, I'll go."
The two of them walked out of the equipment room while talking. It was lunchtime, and the trainees from the Medical Research Institute were all carrying lunch boxes to get their meals.
These days, Mr. Lin feels that the training effect is that the military-style learning has become semi-military, and there is even a half-hour break for lunch, which is more humane than before.
Lin Qingqing left the Medical Research Institute and went straight home.
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