The car came to the research institute again, and Yang Xiaotao got out of the car. Director Wang, who came with him, had weak legs.

Of course, since he was already here, there was nothing he could do, not to mention that Yang Xiaotao was here. If nothing else, Lao Ran's connections would not deceive him.

Follow the two people to the research institute.

Ji Xiang arranged the two of them and went to report the situation to Dean Wang and others.

Compared with before leaving, Ji Xiang's face looked more joyful. Although he was not sure whether the herbs brought by the old doctor from the northwest would be effective, there was always a way, right?

Just like a person who is lost in the desert and about to die of thirst, even if he knows it is fake, he will walk over without hesitation.

Because there is no other choice.

Yang Xiaotao and Director Wang sat in the reception room, took out cigarettes, shared one each, and then talked about work.

Perhaps talking about this will make Director Wang feel better.

Director Wang's real name is Wang Xuebin. He has a baby face, but he is very capable.

The two communicated for a while, and Yang Xiaotao looked at him with admiration.

After graduating from the California Institute of Technology in the United States, he was recruited into the Second Machinery Department after returning to China and made great contributions to electrical engineering, especially electronics.

Later, the Seventh Machinery Department was established, and he joined the Seventh Machinery Department and was responsible for the research and development of missile operating systems.

Listening to Director Wang talking about electronic control knowledge, Yang Xiaotao's sense of superiority for future generations immediately dissipated.

In later generations, he only knows how to use something, just like a mobile phone, he can turn it on and play games, but if you ask him to take it apart and make one by himself, he probably won't even understand the principle.

The people in front of me are exactly the opposite. Perhaps their horizons have not been opened yet, or they may not be able to imagine the rapid development of electronic information in a few decades, but they are the ones who have the ability to realize this scenario.

While the two were talking and communicating, Yang Xiaotao suddenly thought, wasn't the person in front of him the person he was looking for to solve the problem of the machine tool control system?

The last time I studied semi-automatic machine tools at Alfat's, the mechanical parts were easy to come by, as long as the parts were made according to the drawing design.

But the operating system of a machine tool cannot be solved by just a few circuit boards.

Currently, Jinmen Electric, which is cooperating with a machinery factory, can make circuit boards for general machine tools, but it can't handle a slightly more complex semi-automatic milling machine control system.

This is also a common problem with machine tools produced by machinery factories.

After being used for a long time, various problems will occur in the operating system, requiring workers to re-operate or even replace new system components.

Even this replacement frequency is faster than the easily worn knives of machine tools.

Of course, this "common problem" is no longer a problem in the context of the country's lack of machine tools.

Many factories are still using cheap labor and don't even have the opportunity to use this kind of machine tools.

It's just that others can ignore these problems, but as a machinery factory that develops and produces machine tools, it cannot ignore these, especially since the previous two attempts by the machinery factory to research semi-automatic machine tools failed. This is because the operating system cannot be precisely controlled.

For this reason, Yang Xiaotao also learned about the situation of Jinmen Electric and put forward task requirements, but judging from the feedback from the other party, the effect was not obvious.

Two days ago, Yang Xiaotao was thinking about machine tools. He also wanted to find someone to go to Shanghai to see if there was a suitable factory there, but he didn't want to meet Director Wang here.

Isn't this just the right person?

Isn't it easy to control the missile's self-destruction whenever it happens with this small operating system?

Yang Xiaotao came forward and told him about the machine tool. Director Wang did not rush to answer, but asked relevant questions.

After Yang Xiaotao answered the questions one by one, Director Wang thought for a moment and nodded gently, "Although it's a bit troublesome, if you give us time, we should be able to do it."

"Really? That's great!"

"Our machine shop is waiting for this thing!"

Yang Xiaotao's face showed excitement. As long as the operating system was solved, apart from other things, he first built the semi-automatic machine tool in Alphat, which would be regarded as completing the task of his superiors.

"Don't worry, I almost forgot, our affairs are not over yet?"

"Uh, what's the matter?"

"What's going on? The entire Seventh Machinery Department knows the nickname you gave me. Now our entire department is suffering from it. Tell us what to do."

"No, Uncle Wang, I really didn't tell you this. I changed my ways last time and didn't talk about it again when I came back."

Yang Xiaotao hurriedly promised, and his heart was suddenly filled with surprise. Why did his casual joke spread so quickly?

"Oh, what's the use? If you can't afford it, will others know?"

Yang Xiaotao lowered his head, feeling a little doubtful in his heart. Someone had already given this nickname, but they just didn't let him know.

"Uncle Wang, don't worry. When this matter is over, I will apologize to you. I'm bleeding profusely, so I'll treat you to a meal."

"Do you think so?"

Wang Xuebin didn't say anything, but his face didn't look good.

While the two were talking, Ji Xiang had already explained the situation clearly to Dean Wang and others.

"Can the other party come tomorrow?"

“The fastest plane needs to be tomorrow afternoon!”

Dean Wang frowned, one minute was too slow now.

"I'll go ask for instructions."

As he spoke, he came to the communications room and picked up the unused red phone.

The call was quickly dialed, and Dean Wang explained the situation. After waiting for less than five minutes, the results came over the phone.

The military will arrange a helicopter to take the other party to the airport.

We will arrive at Sijiu City tonight, and then someone will send it to the research institute.

After solving the transportation problem, Dean Wang finally let go of the stone in his heart.

Only then did I think of the next work.

When Yang Xiaotao and the two went to the First Machinery Department, he summoned the people of the research team and began to discuss the next actions.

The best hope is that the herbal medicine brought by the old doctor can control the disease.

As long as the body temperature is controlled and stabilized, the next work can proceed as scheduled.

Of course, this expectation is not big in the hearts of everyone.

The second is that herbal medicine has little effect, or has limitations in treating diseases.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! In that case, you need to study the ingredients of the herbal medicine and try to find the effective ingredients.

Of course, this involves conducting experiments on people who were treated last time.

Try to find the principle that controls the recurrence of high temperatures, and then use this principle to deduce the ingredients that control the current epidemic.

There is also the last one, which everyone knows very well.

After Dean Wang made the call, he led people to implement the second possibility.

When Yang Xiaotao chatted with Wang Xuebin that the control system was working hard, Dean Wang came in with someone.

"Hello, Comrade Wang Xuebin, thank you for cooperating with our work!"

Dean Wang came up and held Director Wang's hand. The words that came out of his mouth made Director Wang feel bitter in his heart.

He knew that he would not be left behind if he came here.

Sure enough, under the deception of Director Wang and a group of old scammers behind him, Director Wang was labeled as a guinea pig.

Finally, Yang Xiaotao accompanied Director Wang to the blood collection office, and then discovered that Director Wang's face quickly turned pale at a speed visible to the naked eye!

Sure enough, when the first tube of blood was drawn, Director Wang fainted gorgeously.

If Yang Xiaotao hadn't caught him in time, he would have been lying on the ground by now.

"This guy is actually bleeding? I have to think about it!"

Yang Xiaotao smiled, and Ji Xiang, who was in charge of drawing blood at the side, also shook his head. He originally wanted to draw two tubes of blood, but now it seems that he needs to draw more.

Otherwise, I don’t know if he will cooperate when he wakes up.

So, under Yang Xiaotao's gaze, Ji Xiang took out five syringes in a row. Although they were not big, they must have added up to more than 200 ml.

Looking at the small red eyes on Director Wang's arm, and seeing the serious-looking Ji Xiang opposite him, Yang Xiaotao secretly muttered in his heart that he could not offend this woman in the future.

After drawing the blood, Yang Xiaotao took Director Wang back to the conference room.

Here, he didn't know where to go. Anyway, everyone here was busy and it was difficult to find someone.

Putting Director Wang on the chair and letting him lean against it, Yang Xiaotao was still thinking of leaving. People had already seen him anyway, so there was no point in staying here. It was better to go back and deal with the affairs of the institute.

But now, he is leaving, what should Director Wang do?

There was no way, Yang Xiaotao could only watch from the sidelines. Who asked the two of them to find him?

Gu Gu…

There was a warning sound in his stomach. Yang Xiaotao looked at his watch. It was half past one in the afternoon!

"Is there a canteen here?"

Yang Xiaotao looked down at Director Wang, whose face turned pale, shook his head helplessly, got up and walked out.
To be continued...