I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"Academician Guo!"

The sudden collapse of Guo Wenqiu plunged the scene into chaos. Over the past few years, many pillars of Huaxia had passed away, including several founding fathers and pioneers of important projects. Huaxia could truly not afford to lose such great individuals anymore.

"Everyone step back, give Professor Guo some space," a young man sitting behind the academician quickly climbed over the seats. "The professor has a heart condition and has been relying on medication to manage it. He was supposed to go to the hospital for a check-up today, but he postponed it until the day after tomorrow because of today's review session. I was worried something like this might happen!"

The young man's expression was clearly one of remorse. If only he had insisted that Guo refrain from serving as a judge, perhaps this situation would not have arisen.

"Call an ambulance quickly!" someone immediately shouted.

"No, there's no time. We need to perform emergency first aid!" the onsite paramedics immediately responded. "Academician Guo's blood pressure is already dropping, I'm afraid we can't wait for the ambulance!"

"Isn't the Medical Academy at Qingbei University also very good? If we can't get to the hospital in time, let's take him to your facility!" a student of Guo Wenqiu hurriedly suggested.

"Hurry, first conduct an imaging test on the heart area," the dean of Qingbei University Medical Academy immediately began to organize the rescue efforts, and the entire review meeting was forced to halt.

...

"How is it?"

A large crowd had gathered, waiting for the results. When they saw the doctor come out, they immediately surrounded him.

"The situation is very bad," the doctor shook his head, "Academician Guo's condition is quite complex. He has a severe thrombosis in his heart, and it is evident that this clot has been there for a long time."

The doctor asked, "Are there any relatives of Academician Guo here?"

A middle-aged man and woman quickly ran out from the crowd, "We are."

"You should be well aware of Academician Guo's condition. Why haven't you attempted a coronary bypass surgery before? Isn't this akin to having a ticking bomb implanted in the patient?"

"The doctors suggested it," the middle-aged man said, "but my father is already very old, and the location of his thrombosis is extremely dangerous. The risk of the heart bypass surgery exceeds 60%. How could we dare take such a risk?"

"Sigh," the doctor sighed, "But medication at most only slows the worsening of the thrombosis. It's merely a way to buy time. Now, Academician Guo must undergo surgery immediately, any delay could be fatal..."

"Doctor, does Qingbei University have the capabilities to support this surgery?"

"The school's equipment is not a problem, but the issue is, currently, there are no more than three people in the country who are capable of performing such a complex surgery. Only one is in Yanjing, but he went to Europe two days ago for an academic conference. By the time they rush here, I fear..."

"Doctor, what about you?"

"Doctor, please, you must save my father. He has devoted his life to the country's information industry. He can't just..."

The atmosphere at the scene instantly grew intensely solemn, and nobody dared to speak.

Although this doctor was also a master surgeon, he had never experienced such a surgery and had no confidence whatsoever.

"But... even the cardiovascular specialists in the whole of Yanjing probably don't have the confidence to take on this surgery. Even if that one person came personally, the success rate wouldn't exceed forty percent."

The doctor produced the heart scan image of Professor Guo, "Look, Academician Guo's thrombosis is concentrated in this area, a region where the blood vessels are most densely packed. Any small mishap could cause massive bleeding in the coronary artery, which demands very high precision and skill from the surgeon."

"It's less about the surgeon's skill and more about Academician Guo's luck," he said.

"This..." Though the words were disheartening, many authorities in the medical field present said nothing, signifying their agreement with this conclusion.

Without surgery, Academician Guo was doomed, but even with it, it was a gamble with very slim chances of success. No one dared to undertake the surgery, as a failure could lead to a lifetime of infamy.

The children of Academician Guo looked at each other, "Professor Bai, this surgery can now only be entrusted to you. No matter what the outcome is, we definitely will not blame you, but we just hope you can give it your all."

"This..." Professor Bai was not afraid of being blamed, but should the operation fail, he himself would find it hard to accept the result, and might even blame himself for a long time.

"How about I give it a try," at this moment, a very young voice rose from the crowd.

"You?" Everyone looked towards the source of the voice, and it was none other than Zhang Menglong who had made a big impression just earlier.

"Menglong!" Han Jinyu quickly tapped Zhang Menglong, "This is a matter in the medical domain, what are you meddling for?"

"Young man, you are…" Academician Guo's son stepped forward and asked. At this moment, the person standing out to brag either had to be a fool or truly remarkable, but they hoped it was the latter.

"My name is Zhang Menglong, I am here as a student attending the evaluation of key scientific research projects at universities," Zhang Menglong said, "Of course, you might also recognize me, though not necessarily for anything good."

"Zhang Menglong? The world's richest person?" They were stunned for a moment, but this wasn't their focus. They had heard Zhang Menglong had won this year's Nobel Prize in Physics. "Does young brother Zhang know how to perform surgeries?"

"I don't," Zhang Menglong said. Although there were many medical course instructors at the Super God Academy, previously Zhang Menglong had not copied any skills from them,

Of course, through the ancient spirit cold fire of Medicine Sovereign Yao Chen or other abilities, Zhang Menglong could also precisely help Academician Guo eliminate the thrombosis, but such methods were too sensational for the current, public setting.

The expression of Academician Guo's son instantly became angry. Was this a time to joke? Causing trouble without medical skills?

"Although I can't do it, Er Gouzi can," Zhang Menglong said.

"Er Gouzi?"

"It's my Artificial Intelligence entry for this contest," Zhang Menglong explained, "It is proficient in multiple domains, and surgery is not beyond its capabilities. With this level of surgery, it should be able to achieve a hundred percent success rate."

"Really?" A glimmer of hope flickered in the eyes of Academician Guo's children.

"How is that possible?" Academician Ding Yi immediately voiced his skepticism. Their Jiangnan University's Artificial Intelligence was the top in the country and even in the world in the domain of surgical operations, but currently, they were only capable of performing some medium-difficulty excision surgeries. They simply could not handle this level of surgery.

How could their Jiangnan University of Science and Technology's Artificial Intelligence accomplish this? The difficulty gap was more than ten times greater.

"Just because you can't doesn't mean others can't," Zhang Menglong said. "However, I need to borrow Academician Ding's surgical robot for a moment, and I need to swap in the highest precision scalpel and other tools."

"Young Brother Zhang, are you really confident?"

"Do you have any better options?" Zhang Menglong retorted.

His question stumped the middle-aged man. By this point, there really were no better options, but he believed in miracles. A young man in his twenties not only could become the youngest world's richest person but also the youngest Nobel Prize in Physics laureate, must have something special about him.

Maybe he could bring some surprises.

"Then we entrust everything to you," the middle-aged man and woman bowed deeply to Zhang Menglong.

"Mr. Guo, do you really plan to trust him?" Ding Yi looked incredulous.

"Academician Ding, we have no other choice," the middle-aged man bowed again to Ding Yi, "Academician Ding, we hope to borrow your institution's equipment."

"Alright," although he was somewhat reluctant, under these circumstances, Ding Yi couldn't refuse.

"Little Wu, switch to the high-precision surgery equipment."

"Thank you, Academician Ding," Zhang Menglong smiled confidently, "In a moment, you'll find that allowing my Artificial Intelligence to operate this device will be the greatest honor for you all!"