The Robot Surgeon
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Completa dom, lug 22, 2018<5 mins
"Good morning ladies and gentlemen, I know I'm suppose to say something like that's a small step for man, one giant leap for mankind." I chuckle.
"Instead I'll talk about the reason I invented these AI. Twenty two years back, the last words I heard my wife say was 'it's fine Walter there's an eight nine percent chance that this surgery will succeed.' With that she left to the surgery room, it was just a simple tumor to be removed, it was beside her left lung. One minor mistake done by one of the surgeons, he sent a scalpel right through her beating heart and sent her soul right out her body. With these AI that I've invented, no minor mistakes can be done."
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