Blow

Chapter 134 The Butterfly Transformation 37

Wen Xiao thought about it for a long time before he remembered that this Shao Wu was the "Uncle Shao" who had called him and said he wanted to visit Wen Zhengming.

He replied: no.What's wrong?

Aoyama: He came to the gallery, and we had some conflicts.

Wen Xiao frowned and asked: Contradictions?

Aoyama: That's right...

Wen Rushi explained that the incident probably happened when Shao Wu went to the Echo Gallery and expressed his intention to invest in shares. After being rejected many times, he became furious. .

After reading Wen Rushi's description, Wen Xiao felt that it was extremely absurd, and he had nothing to say for a moment.

Qingshan: It doesn't matter if he vents his anger and spouts some nonsense, I'm afraid he won't get any advantage from me and will turn to bother you instead.

Wen Xiao didn't want her to worry, so he quickly typed: No, what's the good of him bothering me?

After a while, Wen Rushi said: "Yes."

The two chatted casually for a few more words.Afterwards, Wen Xiao arrived at the dormitory, and started to work on a class report to be made next week.

This is the last study schedule before May Day.He and Xia Jue have already made an appointment to discuss holiday travel plans next week. The current references are Beidaihe, Lushan, and Lijiang.

It's just that no one expected that they would be temporarily entangled in their own emergencies during the rare opportunity to meet, unable to separate.

On the one hand, Xia Jue told Wen Xiao on April 28 that he followed Wen Xiao's suggestion and mentioned the aircraft design challenge to Professor Pan. After all, there was no precedent for cross-university cooperation in this competition. The professor originally responded It's mediocre, but recently said that Xia Jue can participate in a high-quality training arranged during the May Day holiday.

On the other hand, if Xia Jue could hesitate for a while, then Wen Xiao didn't even have room for hesitation: Fei Yi suddenly learned that his sister had been diagnosed with a brain tumor. The person who would be suspicious and put on face when Xiao asked a word, now he said that he would quit the digital simulation team.

Not only that, when talking with Wen Xiao and Fang Ligao, he experienced two emotional breakdowns within a short period of time.Under such circumstances, it was impossible for Wen Xiao to just walk away.

On the first day of the May Day holiday, Xia Jue took a training class at Changhang, while Wen Xiao and Fang Ligao went to Xijing Hospital in Xi'an to visit Fei Yi's younger sister.

The operation was completed the afternoon before, but the girl suffered from heavy bleeding that night, and she still has a high fever and is unconscious.

The cost of hospitalization in the ICU is as high as more than [-] per day. Fei Yi sat on the common bench in the hospital, like a dusty shadow.His father has consigned the only old house in the family and launched a call for help on the crowdfunding platform.

"What are you doing here? It's too troublesome." Fei Yi was taken aback when he saw Wen Xiao and Fang Ligao, and whispered to them wearily, "It's unnecessary. I can't continue to participate in the competition. You should quickly recruit people again. An experienced one, there is still time to run in."

Fang Ligao didn't want to provoke him, so he hurriedly said: "It's not for those. We came here mainly to see how your sister...and you are doing."

"What did the doctor say?" Wen Xiao also asked.

Fei Yi was silent for a moment, then replied: "Wait, just wait."

——But he is the one who doesn't like to wait the most.Wen Xiao knows that he is used to taking the initiative to attack, and his efficiency is extremely high, and he will never procrastinate.

It's just that he really can't do anything about the current situation. The only thing he can do is probably to do more work and get more money.

"It's definitely not a problem," Fang Ligao reassured him, "After all, such a major operation was successful, which shows that the little girl is very lucky."

Fei Yi said, "I hope so." His eyes were blank.

At that moment, Wen Xiao really wanted to ask him, if even if his sister recovers smoothly, he would no longer have any interest in competitions or research on digital models.

Wen Xiao did ask this question out of his mouth despite Fang Ligao's winks all the time.

"...Yes," Fei Yi did not deny, "Man is not as good as God. I didn't believe in that statement before, but now I have to admit that all mathematical simulations and theoretical models, which seem to be accurate, are actually nothing more than paper. Things are ever-changing, just like now, even if I use the model calculation countless times, I still can't solve the problem at hand, and what I do has no value."

——His strong belief in the past seemed to be shaken and destroyed overnight, together with himself.

"Old Fei, don't say that," Fang Ligao couldn't bear to hear it, and cautiously persuaded him from the sidelines, "These are two different things. Doctors do the work of curing diseases and saving lives, and you can't do anything about it. It doesn't mean that other things you do are meaningless. Think about last year, when you won an award, my sister was also very happy for you."

Fei Yi just shook his head.

Wen Xiao looked at him, and suddenly said, "Brother Fei, do you still remember question B of this year's competition?"

Fei Yi replied almost reflexively: "Markov chain—"

He only uttered one key word, then stopped, and stopped Wen Xiao annoyedly: "Don't talk to me about the competition again."

"Yes, Markov chain," Wen Xiao ignored it and continued, "Determining the transition matrix, according to the maximum transition probability... can realize disease prediction."*

Fei Yi moved his hands on his knees, his fingers moved slightly.

Wen Xiao said: "There are also SIR infectious disease models, which were used for epidemic prevention during the SARS period; PBPK, physiological pharmacokinetic models, and auxiliary pharmaceuticals. You can think that your persistence so far is worthless, but pharmacokinetics, biological Informatics, quantitative physiology . . . these medical disciplines would not be without reason.”*

Fei Yi raised his head slowly, and stared at Wen Xiao with complicated eyes.

Fang Ligao was also a little surprised, turned his head and whispered: "I'll go, you only read this document once and remember it?"

Because of Wen Xiao and Fei Yi's majors, they have the deepest research in financial modeling.But Wen Xiao casually read a few articles on the application of digital simulation in the medical field, and remembered it, and just remembered it at this time, and recounted it.

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Fei Yi asked softly, "No matter what happens at this time, it is impossible for me to participate in the competition."

Wen Xiao said calmly: "Even if you want to participate, there will be no major competitions in the near future—the national competition will be in September."

After hearing this, Fei Yi leaned his upper body back on the cold back of the metal bench, his expression blank for a moment, and then tightened up, revealing nothing.

"I see," he said at last, "You guys go back to school, thanks for visiting my sister."

Fang Ligao said: "Where is it. But we won't go back for the time being. Anyway, we are on vacation, so we will stay for two more days."

Wen Xiao's tone was flat: "You're welcome."

Fei Yi's lips moved, but he didn't speak.

In the evening, after having dinner together, Wen Xiao calculated the time and went back to the hotel to have a video with Xia Jue.

Because he had prepared in advance to stay, Wen Xiao deliberately brought a computer, but Xia Jue was using a mobile phone, the background was outdoors, and the camera was flickering, making it difficult to see clearly.

"Still outside?" Wen Xiao asked him, "Cut the voice, don't be distracted while walking."

Xia Jue refused and said, "It's okay, I'll be in the dormitory soon."

Before the voice finished speaking, Wen Xiao had already turned off the camera and switched the video communication to a voice call.

"..." Xia Jue was helpless, "It's really only a few steps away."

Wen Xiao said, "Safety comes first."

Xia Jue couldn't refute, so she muttered something depressingly, ran into the room quickly, sat down at the desk, turned on the computer and dialed Wen Xiao again.

This time, both faces clearly appeared on the screen.

"The first day of class, how do you feel?" Wen Xiao asked.

"It's very interesting. The teacher is very good, and so are the classmates. There are many interactive sessions," Xia Jue smiled, and then showed a worried look. "By the way, how are Brother Fei and Sister Fei on your side?"

Wen Xiao gave him an overview of the afternoon's situation.

"I think Brother Fei can figure it out, and my sister will definitely be able to recover," Xia Jue said after listening, "I specifically asked my classmates in the medical school. Now that the treatment plan for brain tumors is becoming more and more mature, there is hope for everything. "

Wen Xiao said "hmm": "I will talk to him again in the next two days." He took out a professional book and flipped to the content of the previous lesson.

Xia Jue nodded, cupped his face in both hands, and followed Wen Xiao's movements on the screen.

"Do things by yourself, don't stare at me, I have no words on my face." Wen Xiao said without raising his head.

Xia Jue shook her head, and then realized that Wen Xiao was not looking, so she said, "I'm resting now. Besides, you just have words on your face, you just don't know it."

Wen Xiao couldn't help raising his head, his eyes were puzzled.

"Wen—" Xia Jue stretched out his right hand, pointed his finger at his left cheek first, then his right cheek, and said in a drawn out voice, "Rou."

"Gentle?" Wen Xiao repeated it in succession, feeling amused, "You say I'm gentle?"

Xia Jue said, "That's right."

Wen Xiao couldn't help chuckling, and said, "Is it because I am gentle, or did you forget the last time... Itchy skin."

"You're the one who itch," Xia Jue blushed slightly, and muttered, "You're just very gentle, always giving a lot of strength to those around you."

Wen Xiao paused, but still laughed.

"What's the matter with you, it's so difficult to praise you." Xia Jue was a little discouraged by the laugh.

Wen Xiao turned the pen in his hand, seemingly casually said: "Don't mention anything else, I just took that sentence as you were praising yourself."

Xia Jue was taken aback for a moment, and after realizing it, she bit her lip in embarrassment.

He thought to himself: Ah, so he is so good in Wen Xiao's heart.

On the morning of the [-]th, Wen Xiao and Fang Ligao returned to Beijing.

During the period, they chatted a lot with Fei Yi, and forwarded the fundraising project initiated by Fei Yi's father in Moments every day.Fei Yi did not give any promise about returning in the end, but it seemed to be a tacit understanding. After Wen Xiao and Fang Ligao returned to school, they did not recruit new teammates.

At the end of May, Beijing officially entered the summer; at the same time, the deadline for the registration of the national digital simulation competition is getting closer.

During the Dragon Boat Festival holiday in early June, Wen Xiao and Xia Jue finally got together in Beidaihe for a short time.Wen Xiao learned from Xia Jue that although he could not join Changhang's aircraft model team across schools, he was acquiesced to attend some courses. Recently, he took the lead and established a team at Nanchang University.

"Is it too hard to lead the team? It seems to be a little thinner." The two sat on the beach and had a breeze, and their ankles were wet by the blue and cool sea water again and again. Wen Xiao put his arm around Xia Jue's shoulder and squeezed his arm. "Did the gift for you help?"

Xia Jue was leaning in his arms obediently, but when he heard this, his eyes suddenly became dodgy.

"What's wrong?" Wen Xiao was surprised.

Xia Jue turned her face away, and stammered, "I, I'm telling the truth, you're going to laugh at me again."

"Lost it?" Wen Xiao guessed casually.

"No!" Xia Jue immediately said, "Yes... I put it away, I don't want to move it."

Wen Xiao couldn't help but laugh for a moment: "It's too wasteful to leave it to eat ashes."

"But it was a gift from you. Don't talk about taking it apart, I'm afraid it will break if I take it out to fly. And it doesn't have to be taken apart to understand. It's the same for me to read books and listen to lectures." Xia Jue muttered.

"If it's broken, I'll buy it for you again." Wen Xiao rubbed his face with his thumb, "Why are you so stupid, you don't know this is an opportunity, so you can ask me for more?"

Xia Jue buried her head and said stubbornly, "I don't want it. You have already given me a lot, and I can't eat any more."

What he wanted to express should be the meaning of lack of human heart, but it was deliberately misinterpreted by Wen Xiao.

"Really?" Wen Xiao leaned close to his ear and whispered, "When you go back at night, see how much you can eat."

作者有话要说：*数模，江湖人称科学算命（？），应用真的很广，本章提到的三个案例都来自：李异凡[1],谢天[1],张浩伟[1],etal.数学建模在医学中的应用[J].中国现代医学杂志,2010,20(17):2718-2720.