The Proud Life of Rebirth

A current flowed along the wires to the helmet, and Mo Shaokun felt his scalp go numb and his body trembled involuntarily.

After two or three seconds, Dr. Homan asked, "How do you feel?"

"It's okay, a little numb, no other uncomfortable symptoms." Mo Shaokun said.

Dr. Homan wasn't talking nonsense, he slightly increased the voltage...

After repeating this for four or five times, when Dr. Homan turned up the voltage again, Mo Shaokun trembled, his expression became a little stiff, and even the muscles on his face trembled slightly.

The sound of ziz la la electricity surrounded his ears, and he felt as if countless small needles were pricking himself in his head.

"Mr. Mo, how do you feel?" Seeing that Mo Shaokun was in a bad situation, Dr. Homan asked quickly.

Tremblingly, Mo Shaokun stretched out his right hand to make an OK gesture, and at the same time raised both hands to make a pause gesture, which means that this is already the limit he can accept, and no more can be added.

Homan nodded, and said to the assistant on the side: "Pay close attention to the brain wave image, record all the data, and there must be no omissions or negligence."

The assistant said, "Okay."

Ten minutes later, Dr. Homan turned off the power, and Mo Shaokun, whose body was already stretched, was sent down.

Before Dr. Homan stepped forward, Chu Huaisha rushed up to help Mo Shaokun take off his hat. Sweat dripped down Mo Shaokun's head, wet his clothes and made him look like he had been pulled out of the water. Same as fished out.

"How are you, Shaokun? Is there any discomfort?"

Mo Shaokun's body still seemed a little stiff, and he turned his head with difficulty to look at Chu Huaisha with a smile that was uglier than crying.

"Miss Sally, Mr. Mo needs a little time to recover."

"Is there really no problem?" Chu Huaisha asked.

Homan shrugged and said, "Please believe me."

After a few minutes, Mo Shaokun finally recovered, and he let out a long breath.

This feeling is really indescribable, as if countless steel needles were piercing his scalp, making him painful and itchy.

"Mr. Mo, how do you feel?" Homan asked.

Mo Shaokun nodded and said, "It's so wonderful, why don't you try it?"

Dr. Homan laughed dryly. Although this was his research theory, he didn't have the guts to try it.

"How is it? Does it work?" Mo Shaokun asked.

Dr. Homan said: "This is only the first treatment, and it won't be effective so quickly."

A little disappointment appeared in Mo Shaokun's eyes when he heard the words. In fact, he also knew that no matter what it was, there was always a gradual process, and it was impossible to get immediate results.

"Okay, what shall we do next?" Mo Shaokun asked as he got up and moved his numb limbs.

"Starting today, you need to receive 10 minutes of electric shock therapy every morning, and high-intensity physical training in the morning and afternoon respectively. I have checked your body, and your physical strength is very good. You should have been exercising all the time. Comprehensive you I have formulated a training plan that best suits you based on your muscle strength and physical condition, er... Maybe it will be difficult at first, but please believe that this is for your own good, so I hope you can persevere."

"My memory tissue is damaged, what does it have to do with my body?" Mo Shaokun asked a little puzzled.

Homan said: "Of course it is related. Any part of the human body is related to the brain. When you are doing high-intensity training, your body and limbs will feed back your state to the brain, so you will feel tired and painful. These all belong to the stimulation of the brain, which has a certain effect on promoting cell repair."

"I understand. To put it simply, I want my brain cells to feel the stimulation and evolve to adapt to this stimulation?"

"Yes."

"Then why don't you have more electric shock therapy every day? This kind of stimulation should be more direct and effective?" Mo Shaokun asked again.

"Uh... In theory, that's the case, but I'm thinking about your safety. If you receive electric shock therapy for too long every day, it may cause other damage to you while repairing your cells. Everything must be done." There is a limit, and the same is true in medicine, especially for a mysterious place like the brain, we should not be too rash."

Mo Shaokun nodded when he heard the words, took a look at the training plan that Homan made for him, and immediately widened his eyes.

"Are you sure you're treating me and not trying to kill me?" He looked at Homan with a bad look.

Homan laughed dryly and said, "Mr. Mo, my purpose is to heal you rather than exhaust you. I said earlier that your physical condition is far better than that of ordinary people. After our simulation of the strength of your whole body muscle groups, I think only Training at this level of intensity can stimulate you."

The corner of Mo Shaokun's mouth twitched slightly. The training plan made his scalp tingle just by looking at it. Can he really complete it?

Taking a deep breath, he got up and threw the small book to Homan and said, "Let's get started."

"Okay, let's go to the gym first."

Mo Shaokun didn't speak, picked up the towel Chu Huaisha handed over to wipe off his sweat, and followed Dr. Homan and others to the gymnasium in Rose Manor.

In order to restore his memory, he worked hard!

Chapter 1042 Sealing Xinghai

In the next few days, Mo Shaokun was crazily abused by Dr. Homan.

Originally, Mo Shaokun thought that the electric shock therapy was already difficult, but after experiencing the so-called high-intensity training of Dr. Homan, he realized that the electric shock therapy was so blissful.

"Hurry up, hurry up, Mr. Mo, your lap speed is 7 seconds slower than yesterday. For the sake of your healing effect, I hope you will not be lazy."

At this moment, Dr. Homan and his companions were sitting in a pickup truck, while Mo Shaokun was dragging the pickup truck with a belt and a rope around his waist, dragging the pickup truck around the standard stadium in Rose Manor.

According to Dr. Homan's training plan, he needs to run three laps like this every morning. In this way, one lap of a standard stadium is 400 meters, and three laps is 1200 meters!

That's not counting, there are other projects waiting for him after the run, such as 500 push-ups, is it tasty enough?not enough?What about squats and pull-ups with a weight of [-] kg?

This is just morning training!

It can be said that Mo Shaokun's current life is simply miserable. He himself feels that after training every day, he can no longer describe himself as a dead dog. At least a dead dog is still intact. The parts are no longer their own.

But no matter how difficult it was, Mo Shaokun still gritted his teeth and persisted. He was completely supporting his actions with his beliefs, and he would do anything to restore his memory!

Hearing what Dr. Homan said in the car behind him, the corner of Mo Shaokun's mouth twitched slightly and he growled in a low voice: "You damn guy, you better shut up!"

Dr. Homan shrugged and said: "Mr. Mo, I admire you for persevering, but the facts have proved that my method is effective, hasn't it? You can already remember some things during this time, I think as long as you You follow my method and continue to persevere, and soon you will completely recover your memory!"

Mo Shaokun was not talking. Indeed, after this period of treatment, he did recover some memories. Although not much, at least it was much better than not being able to remember anything before.

This made him excited and gave him hope, which was the key to his ability to grit his teeth and persevere.

Chu Huaisha sat silently on the stand looking at Mo Shaokun, who was sweating profusely below, with distressed eyes in his eyes. Beside her, Chu Weili was wearing sunglasses and eating fruit gracefully while looking at Mo Shaokun's back.

"What an amazing young man. With his willpower, I'm afraid not many people can match him. Now I finally understand why you like him. He is indeed a very good man." Chu Weili road.

Chu Huaisha smiled wryly, "But he's not mine."

Chu Weili turned her head to look at her daughter when she heard the words, put her arms around her fragrant shoulders and said, "Didn't you say that you would fight for it? Mom supports you. It is right to fight for someone you like. The old you It’s just too much worry.”

"But I can feel that he still loves Feifei. Even when he lost his memory, he would always take a photo of him and Feifei in a daze."