My biological black technology

The process of targeted organ cultivation has begun. Compared with the big guys at the production base, they are the young people who are more nervous when producing organs.

Because most of this part of the work is done by young people in the conference hall.

The speed of cultivation is very fast, no slower than the speed of box molding. At the same time, because the sizes of the tissues and organs selected for cultivation are different, the cultivation time will naturally vary.

"Mengmeng, Mengmeng, why are you covering your eyes?"

"Look at the progress on the box, the part of the research we are responsible for is about to produce results." Zhu Lingjun looked at Zhang Meng next to her strangely. She was a new member of Chen Wenli's team who joined Chen Wenli's team in the next few months and came from Western University.

"Sister Zhu, I covered my eyes because I was almost done." Zhang Meng still covered her eyes tightly with both hands, showing no intention of letting go.

"Why?" Zhu Lingjun was puzzled.

"Sister Zhu, don't you think it's scary? What we will get after a while is ten fingers."

"There are other teams, what, heart, liver, lungs, kidneys, intestines..."

"There are eyeballs, noses, and so on. All those machines produced together are short of brains. They are all laid out piece by piece on the chopping board. Don't you think it's scary?" Zhang Meng asked.

"Scary?" Zhu Lingjun smiled, "Mengmeng, you studied life sciences, but you are still afraid of this."

"Didn't you take a human anatomy class when you were in school?" Zhu Lingjun was obviously more experienced.

Zhang Meng's face changed wildly when she heard this word, and she obviously had very unforgettable memories.

Zhu Lingjun could only be speechless after seeing it, but this situation is also common. It is not strange for biology students to be afraid of seeing tissues and organs. There are also many doctors who fainted, so they no longer forced Zhang Meng to put down his hands, "Then you can Don't be sorry, this is a historic scene, and when you are photographed, your appearance will be recorded in the file, and people will laugh when they see it later."

"Who dares!" After hearing the joke, Zhang Meng immediately put down his hand and said to Zhu Lingjun, and then quickly covered his eyes.

Zhu Lingjun smiled when she saw it, "Mengmeng, actually you don't have to worry about seeing those bloody things. You forgot the 3D projection you saw at first. The organs that were finally produced were all wrapped in biological packaging films. of."

"So even if you want to see it, you won't be allowed to see it. The meaning of directional cultivation of autologous organs is to be used on people. If they are produced, they will be easily exposed to the air. Without corresponding maintenance measures, they will be easily contaminated by bacteria, and It’s easy to get necrotic and become unusable, so how can that work?”

"Really?" Zhang Meng had two eyes exposed between his fingers.

"Of course it's true." Zhu Lingjun rolled her eyes.

"You swear!" Zhang Meng still didn't believe it and looked at Zhu Lingjun seriously.

Zhu Lingjun has long been used to Zhang Meng's weird elf. It's impossible to swear or something, "Believe it or not."

After hearing this, Zhang Meng quickly put down her hand with a smile, "Can I not believe what Sister Zhu said? It's just a joke."

"Besides, I'm very brave, isn't it just to see an organ? What's the big deal?"

Zhu Lingjun smiled silently.

In the blink of an eye, half an hour later.

On the workbench, a whole row of organs was neatly placed. The organ is covered with a cortical biofilm, which looks more like a commodity than a real organ.

Zhang Meng shouted even more when she saw it, "Sister Zhu, look, I was actually just joking with you before. I am very brave. Look, I looked left, right, up, down."

Zhu Lingjun could only smile and keep shaking her head.

Immediately afterwards, under the inspection of the visible light scanner, everyone clearly saw the organ structure under the biofilm.

Heart, liver, lungs, stomach, intestines, limbs...

Except the brain, no, I should say the brain, everything.

Each tissue and organ is wrapped in a biofilm and soaked in a special nutrient solution. It relies on the biological pump attached to the biofilm to maintain circulation and activity.

After seeing the physiological data of various organs.

Everyone in the production base and the conference hall could not help but cheer.

The researchers hugged each other, threw hats, clothes, and anything else they could throw into the air. Nothing could stop the joy in their hearts.

"We made it!"

"We really did it!"

"Director Cheng, we really succeeded." Ma Baomin's mouth trembled with excitement as he spoke. This expression was already considered restrained.

There were a few people next to them who were able to restrain their emotions, and all of them were close to crying with excitement.

"Yes, we succeeded." Cheng Xiang sighed as he looked at the freshly baked organs on the workbench.

The emergence of plug-in gene frameworks and meta-cells means that the door to the era of biology has truly opened. Organ-directed cultivation is just the simplest application.

After the first batch of production, the organ cultivator began to test more functions, such as controlling the production of different age groups, or specifying the size.

To a certain extent, biomedical organ customization is fully possible through the settings panel on the Organ Oriented Culturer.

Today, the most common word on the lips of all study members is incredible.

Even if they are all involved in this work, how can they be calm when so many functions that they had never thought of before actually appear in front of them.

"Brother Lan, my dad is saved. He will no longer need dialysis three times a week soon." The researcher, who was in his early thirties, cried and laughed while hugging his brother.

"My uncle also has kidney failure. He has had two kidney transplants. One time was because the rejection was not well controlled and the organ was digested. The second time was also because the rejection was not well controlled. His immunity was too low and he was infected by bacteria. Now he can only rely on dialysis. Let’s live a good life, we should be saved now.”

"Hey, my little finger that was naughty and disconnected when I was little can finally be repaired..."

Disease is something that everyone has to face in life.

…

At the production base, the basic testing work has almost been completed.

Shen Kangwen and Tang Zhengming also came to Cheng Xiang at this time.

Both of them were equally excited.

"Cheng Xiang, next time, I'm worried that the threshold of our school will be trampled to pieces." Shen Kangwen said with a laugh.

"Isn't this what you have been looking forward to most, Dean?" Cheng Xiang smiled.

"Haha, that's right. If it's worn down, then replace it with a new one and install a bigger gate, one that's tens of meters high and a hundred meters wide."

"Who would have an opinion?"

"If you have any objections, let them do a similar level of research." Shen Kangwen was extremely proud, and he opened his mouth quickly like a machine gun.

"The genetic plug-in framework is far away from ordinary people's daily lives. Only we specialize in this and understand its power. But this autologous organ-directed cultivation is very clear to ordinary people and has great influence."

"You may not know this well, but many old men from the medical school, Shan, have mentioned to me that every year, there are more than 400,000 patients with end-stage organ failure in our country."

"These are still terminally ill patients. If you add in those who are still barely surviving and are disabled due to congenital or acquired reasons, the total number of these patients will be at least millions."

"Old man Shan has lamented more than once. If this research is really realized, then disability will disappear from our country, and countless people will benefit from this research." Shen Kangwen was very excited.

Two updates sent.