Dreamland Guide

　　 When I saw the righteous master, of course I had to do business. Aoki was invited into Xia Wenyuan's study on the second floor.

When 　　 went upstairs, Hu Xing quietly walked to his ear and said, "My grandfather's study is not allowed to let ordinary people in, and I only went in once when I was a kid."

　　 Aoki said: "Then you are in my light today!"

　　 Hu Xing has a black line on his face. I have never seen such a shameless person. It is obviously my grandpa’s house, OK! But what this guy said didn't seem to be wrong, and there was no way to refute it, so he had to take advantage of it. But when a woman is angry, she especially likes to calculate the old accounts, and say: "You have less money and sell well. I just gave the lighter I gave you to the kids to play with the fire. I haven't settled with you yet!"

When 　　 entered the door, Xia Wenyuan told Li Wei: "Go and invite Peter."

　　 Li Wei answered "Yes" and handed the wheelchair in his hand to Wu Lixia.

　　 Xia Wenyuan’s study is very large, but it is not as luxurious as imagined to be filled with antique calligraphy and paintings and classical furniture, but rather simple. Aoki only noticed that there was an oil painting on the wall facing Xia Wenyuan's desk in the middle of the study, which was a picture of a sleeping **** a red chair.

　　 This painting is very famous, even if Aoki is not an arty person, he has heard of it. This painting called "Dream" is one of Picasso’s most important works. Aoki still remembers reading related reports, saying that a very wealthy fund manager in the United States spent more than 100 million U.S. dollars from Las Vegas. The tycoon bought this painting in his hands, setting a record price of the year.

　　 "Mr. Aoki also likes oil painting?" Xia Wenyuan noticed that Aoki had been looking at the painting after entering the door.

　　 Aoki said frankly: "In general, good art is interlinked, and it can hit people's hearts directly."

After 　　 was seated, the servant made tea, and after a few simple greetings, Li Wei led a foreigner in.

　　 Xia Wenyuan introduced: "This is my personal doctor Peter, this is Mr. Aoki, and Mei Yi begged Professor Mei to recommend it."

　　 "Oh, hello, Mr. Aoki!" Peter's Chinese is very standard. 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 with me for ten years. He is a very good doctor. Regarding my question, please ask Peter to tell you in detail. If there is anything I need to add, just ask me and Lixia. "

　　 Aoki could tell that Xia Wenyuan was a little tired.

Peter said: "Xia Lao's body has always been very good, but since the beginning of the year, he often suffered from insomnia and nightmares. At first, we thought it was caused by his work pressure, and we also carried out psychological counseling and decompression. Soon. Later, part of his body developed nerve conduction dysfunction. Neither my laboratory nor the hospital can find the cause. In the United States last month, after several rounds of expert consultations, it was confirmed that Xia Lao had cerebral gray matter weathering disease."

"This is a very rare and hidden disease. At present, only no more than ten cases have been found in the world. Their common feature is that the gray matter layer of the brain is gradually fibrotic. 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 becomes an inactive fibrous structure. This fibrous material is very fragile, just like clothes that have been sealed in ancient tombs for thousands of years. It may be blown by the wind. It became fly ash."

　　 Aoki asked, "What is the cause?"

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

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

　　 Peter didn't understand Aoki's words so impolitely 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 said that we are not rich for three generations, and we must have a good family. Therefore, our daily life is not very luxurious, and we still have enough food and clothing."

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

Peter continued: "Because there are no samples for this disease, people who get the disease are people of prestige and status, and it is impossible to put them in the laboratory for random research. So the current progress is very slow. Fortunately, Xia Lao's condition has been obtained. Effective control, although I can't tell how it is controlled."

　　 Aoki asked, "Has anyone died of this disease?"

　　 Although I said this was a taboo in front of Xia Wenyuan, this was a question I had to ask. Fortunately, none of their family seemed unreasonable.

Peter said: "There is not yet, the most serious is vegetative. We judge that the final result of the development of this disease is like this. It will not die. People will gradually lose all consciousness due to the fibrosis of neuronal cells, but the brainstem and medulla oblongata function. Not affected."

　　 "Then what is your purpose for looking for me?" Aoki asked.

"Oh, it's like this. When this disease was not discovered, Xia had nightmares every day, and it has continued to the present. So we consider whether there is any connection between them. We also look for it. Many psychiatrists have come, but there is no obvious effect. I heard that Professor May is an authority in psychology and neuroscience, so..."

　　 Peter said that May is an authority, but you are not an authority. He glanced at Aoki and said, "I heard that Professor Mei went to Copenhagen. I don't know when he will be back?"

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

　　 Peter was choked for a long while without speaking, wondering whether this man was mad or unreasonable. He is also regarded as an outstanding figure in the medical field. UU reading www.uukanshu.com said that he is a fan of Mei Yiqiu, but it is just a polite remark, no matter where he is really coming, even if Mei Yiqiu is in person, or his employer Xia Wenyuan will not Talk to him so rudely.

　　 No matter what Peter was thinking, Aoki turned to look at Xia Wenyuan, who was resting on his wheelchair and closed his eyes.

　　 For an identity like Xia Wenyuan, of course he is not good to come up and go to see his dreams after a hypnosis. And a person like Xia Wenyuan, whose life has risen and fallen for decades, would not be able to sit where he is today without full concentration. Hypnotizing him will naturally not be as easy as dealing with ordinary people.

　　 To walk into his dream world, one has to take it step by step.

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

"Nothing is impossible." Xia Wenyuan opened his eyes, "Starting from the first month of this year, I have often dreamed that someone would kill me. This person knows me well, he knows everything about me, including my weaknesses and my past. , Even some things I can't remember myself, he also knows."

　　 "Do you have such a dream every day?"

　　 "It wasn't at the beginning. I did it every few days, but then the interval became shorter and shorter. Recently, as long as you sleep, you will definitely dream of him."

　　 Xia Wenyuan seemed a bit heavy when he talked about dreams.

"Although it is a dream, I have a feeling that if I was killed by him in the dream, I would really die. Therefore, I insisted on fighting with him and trying my best to deal with him, but his power became more and more powerful. I am strong, and my understanding of me is getting deeper and deeper. I'm already too weak 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, the sickness on his face became more and more serious.

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