Chapter 1277

"Lord Lawson, you know my relationship with Dr. mayhar. When I first put forward some speculation about turbulence theory 20 years ago, the doctor kept coming to me to solve this problem."

"This damn problem was not solved by Sir Newton at that time. I just tried to complete the regret of a great man. I didn't expect to see even a little breakthrough in my lifetime."

"I received an email from Dr. mehar yesterday. I didn't believe his judgment and had doubts. I will apologize to Dr. mehar for this.

Until today, after seeing the operation and 3D reconstruction of dynamic blood flow... My God! It must be after Lord Newton's soul returned to the embrace of God and God explained turbulence, that he will reappear in the world and help us fools solve this problem. "

"..." Lawson felt that he didn't understand Dr. Olsen.

He means an operation that solved the last problem of classical physics?

Damn it, that's impossible. I must have misunderstood it.

"Lord Lawson, in my opinion, the operation process is just an experiment, and the human body is the most perfect simulation device.

The great Dr. Mehal is one of the greatest people in the history of science. He used his body as a simulation device to show me, the Royal Academy of Sciences and physicists all over the world a perfect experiment. "

"Hurry up, I can't wait to show you the latest results of turbulence." Olson and the researchers around him said that his voice was a little hasty.

The world's most advanced instrument simulates and reconstructs blood flow very fast.

But I waited a full 10 minutes.

Then, the red background appears on the LCD screen.

This is a blood vessel. The medical award judges present saw it at a glance.

Blood keeps flowing in blood vessels, and this exquisite dynamic three-dimensional reconstruction is made in just more than ten minutes. The black technology of the Royal Academy of Sciences makes everyone here sigh.

"Allow me to explain it to you." Olson smiled. The smile couldn't hide his eagerness.

Picking up the laser pen, Olson went to the LCD screen.

"The blood flows in layers and is marked with different chromatograms in the reconstruction, so that it can be seen more clearly. This is not the case with the blood in Dr. Mehal's blood vessels." Olson said a word first, then the laser pen turned on and the red dot appeared on the LCD screen.

"The power of laminar flow is so difficult to capture that God decides when to form turbulence." Olson said quickly, "here, looking at the smooth blood flow, it is about to form a hateful turbulence."

Sure enough, when everyone focused on the laser pointer, they saw that the smooth laminar flows collided with each other, broken like waves, and then a vortex appeared.

At this time, the micro guide wire occupying half of the screen appears in front of the turbulence.

The judges of the medical school clearly saw a part of the operation process. Although they knew that the operation had been completed perfectly, they were still nervous when they saw this scene.

The advance of guide wire will be affected by turbulence and offset. Like a small fishing boat shrouded by a typhoon in the depths of the ocean, it will bump up and down, and there can be no other outcome.

If turbulence occurs one after another, it is likely that this overselection will fail.

However

What everyone imagined didn't happen.

Before encountering turbulence, the guide wire began to tremble slightly and change the angle.

"Slow down, slow down, I want 1 / 8 times the speed." Olson roared. The sound spread in the central conference room, and the water in the water cup in front of Dr. Larson began to ripple slightly again.

"Damn it! 1 / 8 can't show the craftsman's exquisite skills. 1 / 16 times the speed!" With Olson's constant roar, the speed displayed on the LCD screen is getting slower and slower, while the ripples in the water cup are getting bigger and bigger.

"Yes, that's it. Please note that the performer can't see turbulence from the screen in front of him.

Because you can't observe the micro world only through the intervention image with your low resolution. " Olson's emotion was so excited and roared that he didn't care whether the hearts of the old people present in the central conference room could bear it.

A fire was burning in his chest. This is a dream scene for physicists studying classical physics, and Dr. Olson went crazy.

"I guess, or the magician feels the power of turbulence! You see, you see!" Olsen seems to be transformed into a football commentator. The laser pen can't meet his surging emotions. He threw away the laser pen, pointed his finger on the LCD screen and shouted, "see, that's it. The damn micro guide wire moves like an elf! It dodges, dodges! Oh, no! I can't believe it's true!"

"This is the masterpiece of the gods!"

"Avoid turbulence! Look, the turbulence operator who continues to generate can't avoid it. He manipulates that special and damn guide wire to pass through directly!"

"The power of turbulence is unpredictable. He is constantly changing his methods! He is not human, he must not be human! This is a machine, absolutely special is a machine!"

Olson's roar was like a wave, beating in the heart of the medical award judges.

Several people were pale and ugly. They had begun to take out the medicine and took it orally without hesitation.

"It's wonderful. The guide wire goes through the turbulent layer and continues to move forward!" Olson roared: "this is the final supplement to classical physics. If we can digitize the surgical process and finally reconstruct and refine the relevant theory, the great Mr. Newton will be very happy!"

"Look, another turbulence, another perfect performance!"

"..." the medical award judges looked at Olsen's hair and actions in silence.

"It's over! It's over again! Turbulence has no effect at all! I knew it was, I knew it was!" The voice became sharp as if it were an opera.

And he, like a tenor, is roaring, roaring and venting his passion.

"Dr. Mehal's judgment is correct. These hands were kissed by God to guide us astray in the dark. This year's physics award must be him. No one else can compete, absolutely not!"

In Dr. Olsen's roar, the guide wire passed through turbulence, as if it had never moved.

"It's wonderful! The building of classical physics. We've been waiting for this scene for 200 years! Now I announce that the building of classical physics is completed!"

With Dr. Olsen's last roar, the sound of popping rang out one after another.

The water cup in front of the medical award jury broke and water spilled out.