Lou Jinghui Returns

Song He applied to his superiors for human blood experiments.

Under normal circumstances, experiments involving human blood would have to be reported and approved layer by layer, and the procedures would take at least a month to complete.

But probably because Song He was famous and had made many contributions, the organization trusted him more, and the approval was completed at lightning speed in only a day and a half.

Nearby hospitals quickly sent a batch of blood, the quantity was okay, but when the team members used it, they found it wouldn't work.

It was about to expire.

All of it was old blood about to expire, and it would spoil after being left in the Laboratory for a while. The blood Cells died off in large numbers, the Plasma quality changed drastically, and it couldn't be used for normal experiments at all.

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Song He had a headache, and asked his superiors about the situation again, and learned that the experimental blood that was generally approved was this kind of expired stuff, because fresh blood had to be reserved for patients.

After repeated applications, the hospital finally sent a small amount of fresh blood, but they were stingy, only a few small bags, which the Laboratory used up in one morning. Song He asked for more, and the reply was that the blood bank was really insufficient and had to ensure the needs of patients.

Song He proposed that he could donate some cutting-edge medical equipment, hoping that the hospital would free up more fresh blood for his experiments. The hospital's response was that donations were welcome, but they could not give more fresh blood because of this, because it was strictly forbidden to exchange blood for donations, and blood was not allowed to be bought or sold.

Helpless, Song He had to find another way.

Two days later, Chenghuang Company issued an internal notice, calling on all employees to actively donate blood for the research and development of new products.

Rumor had it that donating blood could get a bonus of several thousand yuan at a time. Many employees donated with a try-it-out attitude, and as a result, they really received an internal bonus from the department every two days. The news spread, and blood donors enthusiastically signed up, the scene was hot!

Song He played a trick. Under normal circumstances, the buying and selling of blood was not allowed, but he did not buy or sell it. He only called for donations in the name of scientific research projects. As for the department's bonus after the donation, it was purely a coincidence. The purpose of the bonus was to commend hard work, not to commend blood donation.

With sufficient blood, high-intensity experimental work could continue, and Mouse experiments and human blood experiments progressed side by side.

The Laboratory was filled with the smell of blood from morning to night, and various blood bags and blood cans were updated back and forth. Song He found that he had slight signs of hemophobia, especially when facing a large pile of blood bags, he couldn't help but feel his heart beat faster and his hands weaken.

However, courage is cultivated. As he did more experiments, his mentality gradually calmed down. When he saw blood, he became accustomed to it like an old soldier on the battlefield, only treating it as a kind of red experimental reagent, and even the bloody smell in his nose faded.

In mid-August, the Mouse experiment was declared a preliminary success.

Artificial Mouse Red Blood Cells, after being injected into Mice of different blood types, did not show any adverse reactions.

Even, judging from the 15N-glycine labeling, the lifespan of artificial Red Blood Cells was slightly longer than that of the Mouse's own Red Blood Cells!

The normal lifespan of Mouse Red Blood Cells is between 19 days and 25 days, gradually decreasing with age.

Red Blood Cells have no nucleus, which is equivalent to a soulless tool, so naturally they are used until they are scrapped. As the hematopoietic quality of old Mice declines, the Red Blood Cells produced become less and less durable, so the scrapping speed becomes faster and faster.

The average lifespan of Red Blood Cells in Laboratory Mice is 22 days, but the lifespan of the injected artificial Red Blood Cells has reached an astonishing 28 days, which has exceeded the lifespan limit of normal Mouse Red Blood Cells!

Artificial products are actually more durable!

It is not clear for the time being what the principle of being more durable is, but Song He feels that there is a lot to be learned from this, so he carefully tested the Red Blood Cell turnover rate of the Mice.

The so-called Red Blood Cell turnover rate is the percentage of Red Blood Cells that are renewed every day. After all, there are Red Blood Cells that are scrapped at all times, and new Red Blood Cells must be produced accordingly to maintain the stability of blood components.

The average Red Blood Cell turnover rate of Mice is 4.5%. After Song He replaced a large number of artificial Red Blood Cells for them, the turnover rate dropped rapidly, and finally stabilized at around 3.9%. The hematopoietic function of the Mice slowed down and became more relaxed.

"Interesting." Song He muttered to himself looking at the data, "Very interesting."

In mid-August, on a weekend evening, Lou Jinghui returned!

Song He booked the most luxurious Rao An Chui Yang restaurant in the local area to hold a welcome banquet for Lou Jinghui, and also invited the experimental team and students to have a big meal.

As soon as the banquet started, Lou Jinghui made a joke.

Everyone booed that Lou Jinghui had a Moon household registration, and his luck was so explosive that it was enviable. He had to offer juice to his Earth colleagues. Lou Jinghui happily took the glass wine dispenser and poured juice for his colleagues in a circle to drink together, but after pouring the juice, he raised his glass in one hand, and suddenly let go of the hand holding the wine dispenser in mid-air.

With a loud bang, the glass wine dispenser shattered on the ground, and glass shards and juice splashed on everyone's pants.

Lou Jinghui was stunned, and everyone was dumbfounded. Everyone watched him let go, not because he didn't hold it steady, but because he deliberately let go.

Song He was the first to react, "Old Lou hasn't adapted to Earth yet, does he think that if he lets go, the wine dispenser will still float in the air?"

Everyone immediately reacted and burst into laughter, and the waiter rushed to clean up the glass shards.

Lou Jinghui blushed and said helplessly, "When I was in the Space Station, there was no place to put many things. If you let go of them while they were still, they would float in the air. In the Moon Laboratory, you don't need to handle things gently. As long as you let go, things will fall down very slowly."

"I haven't changed it in a month. I often subconsciously look for things in the air, and after looking at them twice, I remember that I'm back on Earth. When I look down, I see things thrown on the ground." Lou Jinghui laughed, "I've embarrassed myself!"

There was another burst of booing, and the booing was full of envy. Everyone wanted to have this kind of sequelae of living in space for a long time, but they didn't have that blessing for the time being.

The welcome banquet was basically spent listening to Lou Jinghui sharing his space experiences. Everyone listened with fascination, and Lou Jinghui talked happily.

What it feels like to sleep in a sleeping bag is like being wrapped in a silkworm cocoon, all astronaut colleagues are swollen with big eye bubbles, using a toothbrush to catch suspended water polo, toothpaste foam that needs to be swallowed, being unable to poop, using a spray gun to shower yourself...

In fact, most things everyone already knew, but hearing acquaintances describe them feels completely different. When Lou Jinghui spoke about key points, everyone even forgot to eat, listening with wide eyes, as quiet as listening to a lecture in class.

The welcome banquet lasted until midnight before it ended. The older team members went back to sleep, while the younger ones continued to return to the Laboratory to work.

Song He pulled Lou Jinghui into his office, closed the door, and talked in detail.