158: Monkey head transplant experiment successful, life and health monitoring is good

Melon XII’s eyes gleamed… He was growing increasingly interested in this live broadcast.

I truly hope the Longevity Foundation succeeds!

If the Foundation truly possesses such technology, then paying ten billion to join it wouldn’t be out of the question.

Melon XII thought to himself.

But for now, he didn't know if the Foundation's head transplant surgery would be successful, so he could only continue to watch.

On the screen,

Jarvis was performing an extremely professional head transplant surgery.

“This is a medical body cloned from a monkey.”

“The medical body and the monkey have identical genes, so transplanting the monkey’s head onto the medical body will not cause any rejection.”

… “Next, we will anesthetize the monkey.”

“Then, we will use a laser to sever the monkey’s head and transplant it onto the medical body.”

After Jarvis provided a simple explanation,

He began the head transplant directly.

And during the head transplant process, he didn't forget to show off his expertise.

He would occasionally pause the surgery to explain things to Melon XII.

Approximately two hours later,

After Jarvis meticulously sutured the monkey's neck with precision surgical instruments, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

The head transplant surgery was officially complete.

“Mellon.”

“Our head transplant surgery is now complete.”

“Through the vital signs monitoring equipment, we can see that after the monkey’s head was transplanted onto the medical body, all vital signs are normal.”

“These are the monkey’s vital signs curve and heart rate curve.”

Actually, Jarvis didn't need to say it.

Melon XII had already seen the curves displayed on the screen.

He didn't understand the other vital signs curves, but he could understand the heart rate curve.

The wavy line represented heart rate fluctuations.

If the wavy line became a straight line, it meant the heart had stopped.

Now… now the curve and peaks of the wavy line had become even stronger and more powerful.

This was… at this moment, his heart was beating stronger.

Whoosh… whoosh… inhale… exhale… Melon XII took several deep breaths, almost losing his breath from excitement.

Ring ring ring… Due to intense emotional fluctuations, the alarm of the nearby life monitoring equipment was triggered.

An alarm blared loudly in Melon XII’s hospital room.

A group of Nurses and doctors rushed in frantically, as Melon XII was the biggest patron of their hospital.

If anything happened to their patron, they would be held accountable.

“Mellon, what happened?”

“What’s wrong?”

“Quick, quick, quick… please call the attending physician.”

“Psychiatry, genetics, surgery, internal medicine… virology… all specialists, hurry here.”

“Melon experienced severe emotional fluctuations just now; the dean is preparing an expert consultation for their patron.”

George also quickly walked in upon hearing the alarm. He put on an anxious expression, but inwardly, he was overjoyed.

It’s good that this alarm rang!

The alarm ringing meant that Melon’s body had a problem.

This old man has lived long enough.

It’s time for him to be buried.

The future belongs to the young.

To George’s ears, this was not an alarm, but a beautiful piece of music.

“Mellon.”

“Is something wrong?”

“You all, hurry and begin treatment!”

“You must…”

“Save Mellon at all costs.”

George feigned extreme tension, shouting urgently at the doctors.

What a pity!

This was not the scene he wanted to see.

He saw… Perhaps too many people had surged into the ward, or perhaps they had disturbed Melon’s live broadcast viewing.

Melon XII frowned slightly.

“I’m fine.”

“You all, please leave!”

Melon XII began to dismiss them; at this moment, even if the King of Heaven himself came, he couldn't interrupt his live broadcast.

“No.”

“Mellon, I still think your health is more important. The alarm just went off; if you’re unwilling to undergo an expert consultation, I won’t be at ease!”

George looked at Melon XII's appearance, feeling a little disappointed.

This old man has lived long enough.

Why isn't he dead yet?

“I know my own body. I said I’m fine, you all can leave.”

“But…”

George hesitated for a moment, originally wanting to say something more, but was suddenly interrupted by Melon XII.

“I said, get out.”

“Why are you not even listening to what I say?”

“It seems I’ve been lying in bed for too long, and you’ve all forgotten my past methods.”

Melon XII’s cold voice echoed throughout the ward, sending shivers down everyone’s spines.

The doctors all trembled as they left.

George was silent for a moment, ultimately saying nothing, and slowly followed the doctors out.

“Don’t forget to close the door.” Oh, experience.

“Alright, Mellon.”

After George closed the door, he had a very ominous feeling.

Ever since Melon XII became bedridden for a long time, he had never spoken in that tone again.

Now, suddenly speaking in that tone again… made George feel as if he was seeing the young Melon XII.

The young Melon XII was spirited and iron-fisted, and his methods were known to everyone in the United States of America.

It seems that during this time I was not here,

Something I didn't know happened to Mellon, so much so that he rekindled hope.

“I must find out what has happened to Melon XII recently.”

“Especially that email; I must know its contents.”

“If it really comes down to it, I’ll just kill Melon XII directly.”

George muttered to himself and then left the hospital.

He was going to report Melon’s situation to XIII… Meanwhile,

After seeing everyone leave, Melon XII returned to the live broadcast room.

At this moment,

Jarvis was preparing to wake the monkey.

“Alright.”

“Mellon.”

“Now we are going to wake this monkey.”

“Let’s see if giving the monkey a new body can rejuvenate it and allow it to live a second life.”

Beep beep… As he spoke,

After Jarvis injected the anesthetic reversal drug into the monkey’s body,

He picked up two electric shock sticks and forcefully applied them twice to the monkey's philtrum.

In an instant… the monkey’s body twitched twice.

A pair of nimble eyes suddenly opened, curiously surveying its surroundings. Subsequently, the fingers on its four limbs slowly began to regain sensation.

First, the middle fingers of both hands slowly moved.

Immediately after,

Both arms moved slightly.

“Now the monkey is slowly taking over its body.”

“Its hands can already tremble slightly.”

“Next, we will untie the monkey’s restraints and see if it can stand up.”

The restraints, simply put, were a few ropes.

They were the tools used to secure the monkey to the operating table.

As he spoke,

Jarvis had already untied the restraints and was waving at the monkey from the side, signaling for it to try to stand up.