Chapter 1102: with translation of chapter title

Yes. Zheng Ren nodded, saying: "But the application of 5G and robotic arm combination you mentioned, Uncle Ning, can actually be tried."

Using a robotic arm for surgery is truly unnecessary; since it can't be remotely controlled and can only operate within a LAN-like area, what's the point?

Yes, but it's not very meaningful.

In other words, it's not cost-effective. The department that needs the Da Vinci robot most—the Interventional Department—can't achieve the required precision from the robot.

So in Zheng Ren's view, this is completely pointless.

But Zheng Ren does not think robotic surgery has no future.

Twenty years ago, when laparoscopic surgery was just starting, everything seemed as pointless as the Da Vinci robot—like taking off your pants to fart, utterly unnecessary.

But looking back 20 years later, appendectomies can be done through a small incision in the navel, thoracic surgeries are basically all laparoscopic with very quick recovery, and even neurosurgical glioma operations can be accessed via the nasal cavity, resulting in remarkably small trauma.

These were unimaginable 20 years ago.

Therefore, Zheng Ren has always viewed robotic surgery with a cautious attitude.

But who would have thought that, in a hotel in Heidelberg, Germany, Xie Ning proposed this project and linked it to the soon-to-be-deployed 5G network.

Existing robots and 4G networks have poor compatibility, because 4G's speed is problematic and cannot avoid latency.

But with 5G, speed is blazing fast, with no latency, making everything interesting.

Surgery is not like a game; although latency can cause death in both, in a game you can respawn and keep fighting, but in reality, once a person dies, they cannot be revived.

If we can truly achieve zero latency, the prospects for this project are obviously vast.

Just thinking about the possibilities makes Zheng Ren's blood boil.

"Mr. Ning, are you looking to invest?" Zou Jia Hua asked with a chuckle: "This is a great opportunity; you have good judgment. I find it interesting and also want to get closer to Boss Zheng."

He spoke frankly, without beating around the bush.

Investment is certainly for profit, but profit isn't the main goal; Zou Jia Hua's primary purpose is to show confidence in Zheng Ren.

After hearing Zou Jia Hua's meaning, Xie Ning chuckled, glanced at Zheng Ren, then looked seriously at Zou Jia Hua and said: "But that's not a small sum of money."

"There shouldn't be a problem; the real estate industry doesn't lack much except money." Zou Jia Hua said, "Since Mr. Ning is interested in this, let's discuss it in detail later."

"It won't take much money; we'll talk about it later." Xie Ning said gently.

Zheng Ren definitely couldn't sense the underlying tension in this exchange, but Su Yun vaguely sensed that Zou Jia Hua wanted to take a larger share, while Xie Ning was unwilling.

Any further, and even Su Yun wouldn't pick up on it.

This drinking session led to such a big development.

"Uncle Ning, robotic-arm surgery still needs to start from the simplest procedures." Zheng Ren said: "We can't rush."

"I have confidence in you." Xie Ning smiled.

Zheng Ren vaguely felt that Xie Ning had seen through him...

However, Xie Ning then began to outline a blueprint, starting from the early robots, discussing domestic robot research and application, then future prospects, acquiring a certain company to obtain some key technology.

Of course, the following remarks were directed at Zou Jia Hua.

5G is not just for this application; autonomous driving technology also cannot be widely applied in a 4G environment. Like the embarrassing issue in medicine, the problem is latency—fear of lag.

For the first time, a problem even more feared than lag in online games has appeared.

Everyone was engaged in lively conversation, and Su Yun saw Zou Jia Hua's enthusiasm growing; he guessed that after returning, there would be some scheming between him and Uncle Ning.

However, with Zheng Ren, who masters the core technology, present, any scheming wouldn't go too far.

After all, no matter how good the robot or how fast the 5G, without latency, a person is still needed to perform the surgery.

It's not that without Zheng Ren this technology couldn't be developed, but at the beginning, who wouldn't want to find a highly skilled person to test it?

The higher the technology, the more questions one can raise to make improvements. This is also a great boost for robotic-arm surgery, potentially saving at least three years of R&D time.

Everyone was chatting and laughing, but after a surge of excitement, Zheng Ren felt the alcohol kick in, and combined with the aftereffects of the True Eye, he couldn't hold up.

Seeing Zheng Ren tired, Su Yun tentatively asked: "Uncle Ning, should I send the boss back?"

"You haven't had enough to drink; keep me company for a while. Some technical matters still need your input." Xie Ning laughed: "I found an international student to act as a guide on this side, so let him take Little Zheng back."

Zou Jia Hua, worldly and shrewd, had already sensed some clues from the looks of Su Yun and Xie Ning. Although not fully detailed, he tactfully refrained from asking Zou Zhi to send Zheng Ren back.

Two old foxes and a little fox watched Zheng Ren stagger away; Su Yun did see him off, wanting to say something, but before he could speak, Xie Ning called him back.

Forget it—better to have less trouble than more. If I get involved, I worry the boss's future will be unpleasant. I hope the boss has great fortune and can overcome difficulties.

: …… (ellipsis) No.

Zheng Ren staggered out the door, where a man in his thirties wearing casual clothes was waiting for him.

"Doctor Zheng, right? I'm Uncle Ning's guide. He said to send you back to the hotel." The man said with a smile.

"Oh, thank you." Zheng Ren felt dizzy but didn't refuse.

"My name is Huang Hua; you can call me Old Huang or Brother Huang." Huang Hua said while escorting Zheng Ren downstairs.

Once downstairs, the two got in the car, and Huang Hua quietly asked: "Doctor Zheng, are you sure you want to go back to the hotel?"

"Huh?" Zheng Ren wondered, "If not the hotel, then where?"

"There's an underground bar over there..."

Before Huang Hua could finish, Zheng Ren frowned and shook his head: "I want to go back to the hotel."

"Heh, you hardly come out once—why not have some fun?" Huang Hua's tone was flat yet extremely tempting: "In Germany, gambling is legal, so you can give it a try. The sex industry is also thriving; some places are not worse than the Netherlands."

Zheng Ren's brows furrowed even tighter.

"Then let me first take you to have a look; if you don't like it, we can go elsewhere." Huang Hua fastened his seatbelt, his voice somewhat hollow, as if it came from deep within Zheng Ren's soul, summoning the little demon there.

Zheng Ren felt nauseous and wanted to vomit—not because of Huang Hua's words, but simply because he had drunk too much.

What Huang Hua said didn't register at all. Not to mention that Zheng Ren inherently resists gambling; even if he were interested, in his current state he would likely be unable to act.

I'm going back to the hotel, sorry for the trouble. Zheng Renye fastened his seatbelt, closed his eyes, and said lightly.