Plague Doctor

"Ah Jun, you can talk, it's okay, just say what you want to say, it's like talking in a dream, it's okay."

Sister Liang's gentle voice came slowly, but Gu Jun's heart was still tense, and the bloody death process of the two deceased flashed before his eyes.

The old lady's operation went to the point of sawing off her collarbone with a jigsaw, Zhu Zhu was in charge of sawing, and he was in charge of pulling the old man's deformed limb. The rattling bone-sawing sound, the gradually weaker wailing sound, and gradually he didn't need to press him down, and the old man didn't move at all...

There was also that little boy, whose immature body could not exert much strength, but kept struggling and crying until he died.

Die together, die together...

Their distorted faces without blood color and dilated pupils with lost spirit seemed to be torturing his soul.

Are you not a doctor? Why didn't it save us? Also let us bear so much pain?

"Ajun, Ajun?" Sister Liang's voice came again, this time with a command: "If you are uncomfortable, please stop imagining, take a deep breath, return to the relaxed feeling of your body, and leave the situation , breathe, relax..."

"No..." Gu Jun murmured contradictoryly, "I do have something to say to them."

"Then you say it, just say it." Sister Liang was not in a hurry to get him out of the situation, but turned to the treatment stage: "They are there and will hear."

Gu Jun remained silent for a while before he finally spoke: "I'm sorry, I can't save you. To put it plainly, I, Zhu Zhudao, and the others have tried my best. It's a shame that you have suffered so much for nothing. I'm sorry... hope you can rest in peace..."

"Yes, they will understand you." Sister Liang comforted, and with her authoritative and trustworthy words, the treatment dispelled the shadow in his heart: "Ah Jun, doctors are not omnipotent, we are all just ordinary people. To heal patients, you sometimes put them through some pain, but you just did what you were supposed to do, don't blame yourself."

Although these words are just clichés, people in the hypnotic state will obviously increase their suggestibility, and even accept the hypnotist's suggestive instructions without criticism.

Therefore, the information Sister Liang said will be more effectively accepted by Gu Jun, so as to achieve the therapeutic purpose of changing cognition and eliminating anxiety.

Sister Liang continued to instill: "It's a good thing to have empathy, but you can't be blinded by empathy, because you are a doctor, and you will face life and death in the future. As long as you stick to medical ethics, it is a good thing to be hard-hearted. Take care of yourself so you can help others.”

Sister Liang watched Gu Jun's facial muscles relax more and more, and the treatment was effective.

She looked at the gsr data and eeg waveform trends on the screen of the instrument, which showed that Gu Jun was calming down. She immediately made some judgments, and added a sentence to the test report in her mind: "The subject was very concerned about the results of the operation (level 8), felt guilty for the two deceased patients, had high empathy, and no evil emotions were seen."

For the subject who cared so much about it, it was a very high-impact situation for him.

"Sister Liang, can you understand..." Gu Jun murmured, "I really tried my best."

Now he feels much more comfortable in his heart, and some of the dark clouds that have been pressing on his heart for half a month have dissipated, no wonder Zixuan looked like he had a spa just now...

After Gu Jun relaxed for a while, Sister Liang asked him to imagine a high-impact situation of "dissecting the corpse of his friend Cai Zixuan by hand".

The result was in line with her expectation, Gu Jun didn't react much, and he was even able to joke: "Zixuan's skull is of really high quality, it's not covered by hair, it's so clear." If it wasn't for the equipment showing that he was still in a hypnotic state Sister Liang must think that he has come to his senses.

She has seen the results of the personality test in Gu Jun's file, which is really strange! People with high gnosis are usually easy to get stuck in imagining situations, and behave more excitedly than others, like Wang Ruoxiang who has a gnosis b+, so when calculating the s value, the influence of gnosis will be balanced back.

Gu Jun's a+ is still stable, so his s value is very high.

However, in Gu Jun's review report, there is such a reviewer's opinion: "It is inferred that there is an abnormal memory in the subconscious of the subject, and it is temporarily unknown whether his high level of psychic knowledge has something to do with it."

Sometimes this amazing talent is an anomaly in itself.

"Ajun, when I was young, my mother often asked me to eat more." Sister Liang said, and started the next step of the evaluation, "Will your mother do the same?"

"My mother, she..." Gu Jun's breathing suddenly became urgent again, "I don't remember her very much. Sister Liang, you must know my life experience...but I don't know anything, I didn't lie to you, what Laisheng Companies, what are they researching, I really don't know."

"I don't have permission to see all your files, and I don't know what Laisheng company you are talking about."

Sister Liang lowered her voice and did not offend his psychological defenses, "I know that you may have abnormal memories in your subconscious - like false memories that were brainwashed by others, or lost memories that others made you forget. We Can you dig it out? You can try."

Gu Jun was somewhat resistant, but also wanted to give it a try. What would it be? If you can find out like this...

"Okay," he said, "I want to know the answer too."

"That's the beginning, you just stay relaxed, just listen to my words and imagine."

Sister Liang asked Gu Jun to relax quietly for a while, and then officially began to say: "There is only darkness around you, and you are in the darkness, but you see a light ahead, so you walk slowly, step by step.

Step, there is a door over there, and the light is reflected from behind the door, and behind that is the memory that you vaguely feel happened but can't remember at all. You walked over slowly, walked to the door, walked out..."

Gu Jun closed his eyes, and felt that some dim light really appeared in front of him, a red door.

He walked over step by step, walked out of the red door, and walked into the light...

"Tell me, what did you see?" Sister Liang asked.

Gu Jun walked in the light and shadow, walked in the mist, looked around, couldn't see clearly, his breathing gradually became heavier, his brows were furrowed, and his eyes were fixed...

"Is it a place you have been to?" Sister Liang made some hints to guide him, "Is it your home?"

All memories have scenes, because human perception occurs in specific scenes, and there is no need to pay special attention at that time, and unconscious memories will naturally form in the brain. As long as the scene is recalled, the memory will come out. This may also be one of the reasons for the sense of déjà vu.

As Gu Jun listened, a sense of déjà vu surged in his mind, those unclear lights and shadows became shapes and scenes...

"It's a room." He murmured, "I'm in a room."

"What is this room like? Is it your room?"

Gu Jun looked around. This is a warm and elegantly furnished children's room. There are many colorful pictures on the wall, some crooked, as if drawn by children... Although he felt familiar, he couldn't tell where it was. been here?

"A small room with many pictures..."

"Picture? Who drew it? Is anyone drawing it?"

Hearing Sister Liang's question, Gu Jun suddenly saw the hazy light and shadow froze again, and he described: "There was a little boy sitting on the floor, maybe only a few years old, and he was drawing something on the paper with a watercolor pen. "

"Who is that little boy? Do you know him?"

"It seems to be me..." Gu Jun murmured looking at the memory picture, "It's me...my mother is also there, sitting next to me..."

He heard another voice, not from Sister Liang, but from this memory. It was his mother asking him: "Xiaojun, how should we write the word tree? Can you tell mom?" Handed him another drawing paper, which had a pattern of trees drawn on it.

"En!" The little boy nodded happily, took the drawing paper and put it on the ground, then took a watercolor pen and scribbled vigorously on the edge of the trees on the paper, "It's finished!"

The little boy threw down the colored pens and raised the drawing paper high with both hands, happily.

"Ah..." Gu Jun's eyes opened suddenly, and he let out a cry of pain and confusion...

It is a different language, the "tree" written by the little boy is that kind of different language.

He scratched his head fiercely, but the ruthless fragments of memory continued before his eyes.

The mother immediately took the drawing paper in her hands, and looked at it as if she had found a treasure, with a strange frenzy in her eyes. She looked at it for a while, and then handed another drawing paper to the little boy: "Then what about this word?" ? Worm, how do you think you should write it?"

"That's it!" The little boy took the drawing paper and put it on the ground, then picked up the colored pen and began to scribble again.

Different language again... worm, worm, same word...

Gu Jun suddenly saw clearly. On the floor around the little boy and his mother, there were stacks of drawing papers and various patterns, and the corresponding foreign words were scrawled next to the patterns: Darkness , apple, time, abyss, sprout, sun, hand, bone, star, death, sky, earth...

That mysterious variant was drawn by him when he was a child.

I like Plague Doctor.