Conformity

Chi Mei came to clean up Chang Yuan's house on the way. At that time, he was in the hospital for an infusion, and the two parties missed each other perfectly.

A week later, Chang Yuan removed the stitches with his hands, and the sutured wound looked like a stretched and deformed "Wang" character. It wasn't ugly enough, but it wasn't pretty either.Fortunately, he is a rough guy, so he didn't worry about this scar, and when he had time, he held the thick engineering quality book and turned it over very vigorously.

It's a pity that there are too few detailed introductions about the cases in the book. It only talks about casualties, which makes it difficult for people to have a shocking impression. So he looked at the computer and began to search for major accidents, mainly looking at the causes and reminding himself to pay attention.

Shao Bowen felt it was a pity. This person was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child. He didn't cook or wash dishes after work, and his hands were still pretty.

During the period, the person who touched porcelain may have realized that he had met someone who was really not afraid of trouble, and voluntarily gave up the right to pursue it. The two went to the traffic police brigade to pick up the Audi, and the new car arrived the next day. Xie Cheng was so excited that he couldn't find it. The key, took a few young people in the dormitory out to show off the outer ring.

The waves were bound to ebb, so when I came back, I scraped off some paint on the headlight on the left, but I didn't dare to tell Shao Bowen.After two days of sneaking a look, I found that the place was miraculously intact.

Shiwei September, when school should start, when construction should start, Huzi reported today, and Chang Yuan also received a notice to go to Rongjing Construction, which is Liu Huan's company, to participate in the P19 Phase II project launch meeting.

"Goodbye, Uncle Yuan!" Huzi pouted and changed his shoes in the hallway, his father carrying a small schoolbag behind him.

"Goodbye," Chang Yuan came out of the bedroom with a dozen ties hanging on his arm, most of which belonged to Shao Bowen. He looked at his master and asked, "Which one should I wear?"

Shao Bowen moved his fingers to hook him over, took one by one and compared it to his neck, until the fifth stretched and stretched to his head, "This."

Chang Yuan hung up the rest to look in the mirror, tied the knot and took a few more glances, but he didn't see any difference in temperament.

Shao Bowen was a little curious, he was about to leave, but now he followed him, and complimented him round the corner: "Is the content of your meeting today more handsome?"

"Fuck you," Chang Yuan wasn't used to dressing like this, so he paused and said, "Is it a little too formal for me?"

There are people who wear flip-flops for meetings on the construction site. It is not so casual to go to the owner's place, but construction workers usually don't wear formal clothes because it is not practical.

Shao Bowen didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "You are at most entry-level in the workplace, very good, spirited."

Chang Yuan looked at the person in the mirror, he was a little thin, and he didn't seem to have any majestic aura, only his clothes were different from the past, showing that he was trying to change his mind.

This meeting will last a whole day, with big plans, small plans, and various time nodes repeatedly emphasized.

Shao Bowen sent Huzi to the classroom and returned home. He hadn't been alone for a while, and now he was a little bored in the quiet room, his thoughts wandered, and he wandered to the place he cared about but never wanted to delve into. After sitting on the balcony for a while, he called Xu Huilai.

Dr. Xu was so busy that he didn't want to play with the group of youngsters who turned day and night, so he ran to give compulsory lectures to his tutor. In this world of face-seeking, even if he just followed the script, the attendance rate is still commendable and touching.

The head of Wuyang Wuyang in the synagogue greatly satisfied his vanity.

"Each of us is a slave to our emotions."

Xu Huilai, dressed in skin-friendly casual clothes, leaned on the podium and read the handouts one by one. While reading, she complained about the topic written by the tutor's current student, which smelled like chicken soup.

The phone buzzed, and he pinched it without looking at it, and then disgusted.

"When the traffic is jammed, you will unconsciously want to honk the horn, when the crowd is excited, you can't help booing, and when things don't go well, you will feel angry for no reason. These are the brains that have controlled your emotions... Emotions are very important to us. The impact is very negative, the correct control of emotions can make our lives better, so how do we control emotions? It is well known that our reactions to events are based on conscious or unconscious memories, and how are memories formed? ,it is……"

Teaching materials, chicken soup, chicken soup.

After he finished speaking, an extroverted girl came to take a photo with him. Xu Huilai turned the phone over after cooperating, and found that the caller was very rare, and it was his gay friend's man.

"Brother Shao," Xu Huilai walked out of the noisy hall and called back, "I was busy just now, didn't it delay your business?"

Unless it is urgent, Shao Bowen will not redial the rejected call, he smiled and said: "No, I just want to consult you about Chang Yuan's memory impairment, don't worry, you have something to do in advance. "

Xu Huilai tossed the USB flash drive in his hand for fun, "It's not as important as me, of course I'm fine, just tell me."

"Thank you," Shao Bowen said straight to the point, "I want to ask about Xiaoyuan's condition."

Xu Huilai narrowed his eyes slightly. He had seen too many family members with mental illness overwhelmed, and guessing was always malicious. He licked his lips and said "hmm".

"I have lived with him for some time, and the biggest feeling is that my memory is not as good as his. He writes notes every day, and there are small notes everywhere at home, but many times, I ask him something. Where did he put it and what did he do on that day, he can speak very clearly with his mouth, without going through the records at all.”

"Memory impairment is definitely not as simple as I thought, but Xiaoyuan's main problem is that he can't remember things. Now that he is like this, can it be said that he has recovered?"

Xu Hui came after a while before saying, "If it's not the answer you hoped for, will you be disappointed?"

"Of course," Shao Bowen said with a bright attitude: "Who doesn't want their family members to be safe and healthy. If it's not good, it's not good. Then, is there anything I need to pay attention to?"

Time is money, and it is not good to bother anyone, even relatives and friends. Shao Bowen immediately explained: "I have actually searched for information, but there is not much information on this disease online, so I have to ask you."

A sentence suddenly flashed in Xu Huilai's mind: Love him, take care of him, respect him, and accept him no matter if he is sick or healthy, rich or poor.

Seeing that Shao Bowen's answer was not hypocritical, Xu Huilai was willing to believe that Chang Yuan was still a bit of shit luck. He had just reviewed the principle of memory in class, and now he could recite it fluently. He asked without thinking: " Do you know about the hippocampus and amygdala?"

"I know," Shao Bowen did a lot of homework offline.

"There is a saying in the scientific community that the human brain is only about 10% developed at present, and the research results on brain function are still far behind. In human terms, it is the reason why your husband will lose his memory in recent events. The current It's not clear at the medical level, Chang Yuan's memory area test result is intact, it has always been."

"So we can only diagnose it as non-alcoholic memory impairment in Korsakov syndrome by analogy and exclusion based on the symptoms it exhibits, and the common cases of this disease show that it is a lifelong non-healing disease. type."

Shao Boxen was silent for a while, and couldn't help but find a point to refute, "What if there is an example?"

"If there is," Xu Huilai said gently, "then I hope there are my good friends in this case."

"I met Chang Yuan when I was a sophomore. It has been 8 years since I watched him recover to his current state step by step. This is already a rare case in our department. There are not many cases in the whole city. The patient's mentality Most of them are negative, and there are very few optimists, but Chang Yuan doesn't have that upbeat personality, he's just more...tolerable."

The use of the word "forbearance" won Shao Bowen's heart.

Xu Huilai went on to say: "His current memory level, to be honest, absolutely crushes you and me, but it is still impossible to diagnose it as a cure. The cases are all the results of long-term observation, and memory is too heavily affected by psychology. Now, when the pressure reaches a certain level, he may be broken again, which is not a good thing to say."

"But if you want to talk about training your mental quality and making it so strong that Mount Tai collapses in front of you without changing your color, wouldn't that be enough? Wake up brother, this is three-dimensional."

"So I think there's nothing wrong with letting him live with this familiar pressure. Modern people don't have any mild psychological problems. Chang Yuan is actually no different from them."

"Habitually using words to replace memory, high-frequency recording and review are very effective in consolidating memory, just like a blind man walking, even if he can't see anything, he walks the same road repeatedly for ten or twenty years, and he knows every brick on the ground It is clear that this is the elasticity of memory, which can expand infinitely during exercise, so his memory is not restored, but strengthened by exercise."

"But no matter how good a memory is, it can't withstand the sequelae of aging. A good memory is not as good as a bad pen. History is passed down in the form of words, and you can't be wrong. As for what you need to pay attention to," Xu Huilai was afraid of pouring chicken soup , "It is to try to cheer him up when he is down, and don't always feel that you are fighting alone."

"Thank you, Doctor Xu," Shao Bowen thanked him sincerely, "He is not alone."

When Chang Yuan came back, it was already dark, and his feet and legs were covered with mud. The tigers were full and chasing the dogs in the living room. The warm food was on the table. Very enviable.

Shao Bowen sat opposite to eat with him, "How could it be so late for a start-up? And your pants, are you sitting on the ground and driving?"

While grilling the rice, Chang Yuan complained: "Zhang Liwei invited a Feng Shui master to attend the meeting, and I'm convinced."

"The master pointed out that there lived a thousand-year-old bastard under the ground of the second phase. He said that the first pile foundation was the Dinghaishenzhen needle. If you don't find the right position, you can't hit it. So you ran around holding a compass and chanting sutras, and even danced on the spot. Duan Dashen. I was going to take a photo to show you how to raise your posture, but the master refused."

There are many such oolongs in engineering, and some of them are so mysterious but they are really the same. Shao Bowen didn't deny it, and said with a smile: "When will the ground be broken?"

"September 9th, at 9:14 p.m., but I have to start work tomorrow. Wang Yue asked you to be in charge of the reinforcement sub-item of the foundation pit. I guess it will be November at the earliest. You can find him in advance and try your best. Don't take a break."

Shao Bowen nodded, indicating that he knew, "After you finish washing in a while, watch a movie with me."

Chang Yuan had no objection, "What are you looking at?"

Shao Bowen chose "Braveheart", which both of them had actually watched.

A brave heart, fearless, growing and never giving up.