Chapter 797. One day after the decision to stay, while the two experts were still fiercely debating the issue of whether to stay or leave, Professor Xia Bangjie, alone, knocked on the door of Lu Qingyang's temporary office.
"Please come in."
Xia Bangjie pushed open the door and entered, seeing Lu Qingyang bent over his desk looking at some documents.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone through the window, bathing the room in a warm golden hue.
“Mr. Lu, excuse me.” Xia Bangjie’s voice was still gentle, but less distant than usual, and more heavy with unspoken words.
"Professor Xia, please have a seat." Lu Qingyang seemed unsurprised, and stood up to pour Xia Bangjie a glass of warm water. "It seems you already have some ideas."
Xia Bangjie did not answer directly. He held the water glass with both hands, his fingertips unconsciously stroking the warm glass, his gaze somewhat distant, as if he was organizing his thoughts.
Finally, she spoke, her tone slow, “My grandfather was one of the first group of children sent abroad to study in the late Qing Dynasty. My father was born in Switzerland, and although I grew up in Zurich, I grew up listening to Cantonese and eating my grandmother’s preserved radish omelet.”
He raised his eyes and looked at Lu Qingyang with a complicated expression: "My name is Xia Bangjie, courtesy name Wenyuan. It was given to me by my grandfather and means the abyss of culture. He hoped that we would not forget our roots. But over the years, I have only used this name in the family's ancestral worship ceremony."
Lu Qing listened quietly without interrupting.
I know that at this moment, all I need to do is be a patient listener.
"Returning to one's roots... This phrase has been etched in my heart for many years. I used to think it was just an emotional luxury. I have a stable job, a respected position, and a comfortable life in Switzerland... Coming back would mean starting all over again, and..."
"At my age, this requires tremendous courage, and might even be seen by some as... a setback in my career," said Ngozu, her tone tinged with barely perceptible embarrassment.
"However, the technology you demonstrated showed me another possibility. It's not just about technological leadership, but also represents... vitality, a direction for medical development that I'm optimistic about for the next few decades. Staying in Europe, I might only be making some minor tweaks within the existing framework; but here..."
She took a deep breath, as if making a decision: "Mr. Lu, I'd like to know, if I stay, what exactly does this long-term, in-depth cooperation you're talking about mean? Besides using this equipment, how much independent research permission can I obtain? How will my team be built? And... for someone like me who truly wants to return, what kind of... platform and sense of belonging can you provide?"
The questioner didn't mention compensation or salary; instead, they asked about career prospects and the final resting place of the spirit.
This indicates that the balance within the party has tipped, and what the party needs is a promise that can convince them to stay.
"Professor Xia, I dare not lie to you. In terms of material conditions and salary, what we can currently provide is certainly not comparable to the top level you enjoy in Zurich. What we can offer you is irreplaceable anywhere else."
First, regarding this device, we offer the highest research license for subsequent related technologies. Here, you are not a user, but a nuclear researcher and collaborator. You can lead the exploration of its full potential, and we will do our utmost to assemble an elite research team perfectly suited to your needs.
We can help you apply for the highest level of national research funding, providing top-tier living conditions and prestigious status in China. Conditions may be somewhat challenging, but the prospects and significance are immeasurable.
Xia Bangjie's decision to stay caused quite a stir within the expert team.
Professor Reich and Dr. Wolfgang were very surprised. They repeatedly tried to persuade him, mentioning Switzerland's top-notch research environment and their connections and resources in the European academic community, but Xia Bangjie's attitude remained unusually firm.
“I understand your good intentions, Rex, Wolfgang, but for me, this is not just a career choice. There are reasons why I must stay, and there is a calling that I cannot refuse.”
Seeing that Nene was determined, Nene and Wolfgang, while expressing their regret, could only respect her decision.
Filled with lingering nostalgia and awe for the mysterious device, they boarded their return flight after copying a large amount of non-nuclear demonstration data.
Xia Bangjie, on the other hand, stayed behind and began processing a series of long-term residency renewals.
In between handling these matters, Lu Qingyang, carrying Master Fang's complete medical records and the set of high-precision CT images, went to see Kim again.
Xia Bangjie placed the CT scans one by one on the viewing light. When he saw the shrapnel that had been deeply embedded in the complex brain tissue for decades, intertwined with vital organs and important blood vessels and nerves, his brows slowly furrowed and his expression became serious.
"The location is indeed very, very deep... Look here, right next to the posterior limb of the internal capsule, a key pathway for motor function... And here, its relationship with the thalamus is so close..."
Lu Qingyang waited quietly to the side, without making a sound to disturb him.
“Mr. Lu, this procedure is extremely risky. Without a doubt, no doctor anywhere in the world would dare to guarantee its safety.”
He changed the subject, tapping lightly on the image on the projector light with his finger: "However, with the information provided by this advanced imaging system, coupled with my experience in deep brain microscopy... I believe I am quite confident."
He looked at Lu Qingyang with a frank expression: "To be honest, in Zurich, I have successfully handled three cases with similar locations. Although the causes were different, the complexity and risk levels were quite similar. I have a proven and mature approach to how to safely separate and remove foreign objects in such a minefield."
Lu Qingyang was very excited: "As long as you have faith, we will do our best to meet all your needs, including the team, equipment, simulation... all preparations can begin now."
"Sure, but before that, may I check the patient's condition?"
Before finalizing the surgical plan, Xia Wenyuan insisted on personally conducting the most detailed preoperative examination and evaluation for Mr. Fang.
In the ward, Mr. Fang was unusually lucid.
Looking at the doctor, who was dressed in a refined manner, she cooperated well with the examination.
“Mr. Fang, please follow my finger and move your eyes… very good.”
"Please grip my hand tighter...yes, a little tighter."
Can you feel me touching you here? Is it the same feeling, or is it a little blurry?
"...The muscle strength on the left side of the body is slightly weaker than on the right side, which is consistent with the compression of the right motor conduction pathway by the shrapnel in the imaging...Superficial sensation is present, but fine discrimination is definitely affected..."
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