Dream Guide

When you meet the real owner, of course you have to get down to business. Aoki was invited into Xia Wenyuan's study on the second floor.

As he went upstairs, Hu Xing whispered in his ear: "My grandpa's study is not allowed for ordinary people to enter. I only went in once when I was a child."

Aoki said: "Then you have benefited from me today!"

Hu Xing had a dark look on her face. She had never seen such a shameless person. It was obviously my grandpa’s house, okay? But there seemed to be nothing wrong with what this guy said, and there was no way to refute it, so I had to let him take advantage. But when a woman is angry, she especially likes to settle old scores, so she says, "You got a lot of money and acted like a good boy. I haven't settled the score with you just now for giving the lighter I gave you to a child to play with fire!"

When entering, Xia Wenyuan told Li Wei: "Go and invite Peter."

Li Wei said "yes" and handed the wheelchair to Wu Lixia.

Xia Wenyuan's study room is large, but it is not as luxurious as imagined, filled with antique calligraphy, paintings and classical furniture. Instead, it is quite simple. Aoki only noticed an oil painting hanging on the wall in the middle of the study room opposite Xia Wenyuan's desk, depicting a sleeping girl on a red chair.

This painting is very famous, even if Aoki is not an arty person, he has heard about it. This painting called "Dream" is one of Picasso's most important works. Aoki still remembers reading relevant reports that a very wealthy fund manager in the United States spent more than 100 million U.S. dollars to acquire money from a Las Vegas investor. The tycoon bought this painting at a sky-high price that year.

"Mr. Aoki also likes oil paintings?" Xia Wenyuan noticed that Aoki had been looking at the painting since he came in.

Aoki said frankly: "In general, good art is the same and can directly touch people's hearts."

After sitting down, the servant made tea and exchanged a few brief greetings. Li Wei led a foreigner in.

Xia Wenyuan introduced: "This is my personal doctor Peter. This is Mr. Aoki, recommended by Professor Mei Yiqiu."

"Oh, hello, Mr. Aoki!" Peter's Chinese was very standard, and he shook hands with Aoki enthusiastically, "I am Peter Stoll, from Pennsylvania. I am also a fan of Professor Mei Yiqiu."

Xia Wenyuan said: "Peter has been working here for ten years, and he is a very good doctor. Regarding my questions, please tell Peter in detail. If there is anything I need to add, just ask Lixia and I. "

Qingmu could tell that Xia Wenyuan was a little tired.

Peter said: “Mr. Later, his body developed partial nerve conduction dysfunction. Neither my laboratory nor the hospital could find out the cause. Last month in the United States, after several rounds of expert consultations, it was confirmed that Mr. Xia suffered from gray matter weathering syndrome."

"This is a very rare and hidden disease. Currently, no more than ten cases have been found in the world. Their common feature is the gradual fibrosis of the gray matter layer of the brain. The so-called gray matter fibrosis is the accumulation of a large number of neuronal cells. The cerebral cortex, also known as the gray matter layer, slowly turns into an inactive fibrous structure. This fiber is very fragile, just like the clothes that have been sealed in ancient tombs for thousands of years, and may be blown away by the wind. Turned into ashes."

Aoki asked: "What is the cause?"

Peter shook his head and said: "Because there are too few cases, there is currently no clear statement in the medical community. However, there is a very strange commonality. Maybe it is a coincidence. The currently known victims are all celebrities."

"Oh, it's still a disease of wealth!" Aoki joked.

Peter couldn't understand why Aoki said such rude words in front of the patient, and frowned in disgust.

On the contrary, Hu Xing and Wu Lixia probably understood Aoki's temperament and thought it was nothing.

Wu Lixia said: "We, Lao Xia, often say that wealth cannot last more than three generations, and we must manage the family well, so our daily life is not very luxurious, and we have enough food and clothing."

Aoki smiled apologetically, feeling that Xia Wenyuan was indeed a respectable person.

Peter continued: "There are no samples of this disease, and the people who are sick are all famous and status people, and it is impossible to put them in the laboratory for random research, so the current progress is very slow. Fortunately, Mr. Xia's condition has been confirmed Effective control, although I can’t tell how.”

Aoki asked: "Has anyone died from this disease?"

Although it is taboo to say this in front of Xia Wenyuan, it is a question that must be asked. Fortunately, their family does not seem to be unreasonable people.

Peter said: "Not yet. The most serious one is vegetative state. We judge that the final result of the development of this disease is this. There will be no death. The person will gradually lose all consciousness due to fibrosis of neuron cells, but the brainstem and medulla oblongata functions. Unaffected.”

"Then why are you looking for me?" Aoki asked.

"Oh, it's like this. Before the disease was discovered, Mr. Xia started to have nightmares every day, which has continued to this day and he hasn't recovered yet, so we considered whether there is any connection between them. We also looked for I have been to many psychiatrists, but with no obvious results. I heard that Professor Mei is an authority in psychology and neuroscience, so..."

Peter said in his heart that Mei Yiqiu is the authority, but you are not the authority. He glanced at Aoki and said, "I heard that Professor Mei went to Copenhagen. I wonder when he will come back?"

"I don't know about that. The professor and I are just friends, not his wife. By the way, if you're not a fan of the professor, you can go and ask." Aoki said.

Peter was choked and couldn't speak for a long time, wondering whether this man was crazy or unsophisticated. He is also considered an outstanding figure in the medical field. He is just a polite way of saying that he is a fan of Mei Yiqiu. How can he take it seriously? Even if Mei Yiqiu was face to face, or his employer Xia Wenyuan would not talk to him so rudely. .

Aoki didn't care what Peter was thinking, and turned around to look at Xia Wenyuan, who was leaning in his wheelchair with his eyes closed and concentrating.

For Xia Wenyuan's status, it was certainly not easy for him to go into hypnosis and watch his dreams. Moreover, a person like Xia Wenyuan, whose life has experienced ups and downs for decades, would not be where he is today without full determination. Hypnotizing him will naturally not be as easy as dealing with ordinary people.

To enter his dream world, you have to take one step at a time.

"Mr. Xia, can you tell me about your dream?" Aoki asked.

"There is nothing wrong with it." Xia Wenyuan opened his eyes. "Since the first month of this year, I have often dreamed that someone wants to kill me. This person knows me well. He knows everything about me, including my weaknesses and my past. , He even knows some things that I can’t even remember.”

"Do you have dreams like this every day?"

"Not at first, maybe once every few days, but then the intervals became shorter and shorter. Recently, whenever I fall asleep, I will definitely dream about him."

Xia Wenyuan seemed a little heavy when talking about dreams.

"Although it was a dream, I had a feeling that if I was killed by him in the dream, I would really die. So, I persisted in fighting him and tried my best to deal with him, but his power became stronger and stronger. Strong, and understanding of me is getting deeper and deeper. I am already at my wits end, and I don’t know how long I can hold on.”

Aoki asked: "What does this person look like?"

Xia Wenyuan closed his eyes and thought for a while, and the sick look on his face became more serious.

"To be precise, he is not a person. He is a shadow."