soul probation

【53】

"Wake up..."

"Little okra, little okra..."

"Take me home, will you?"

Wang Jue seemed to have had a long, long dream.

The dream was a mess, I remember the last scene, he was dancing with the puppet on the stage.After dancing, the little puppet stretched out a hand to him, and put his hand on its chest, it was warm.

He didn't know how long he slept.

When he opened his eyes, the glare of the light almost made him unable to open them, his whole body was numb and he couldn't move.

God, it's the operating light.

Heaven is good to reincarnate.

In general, the teacher's perspective turned out to be like this.

There was a brief mix of many human voices, including surprise, congratulations, and weak crying.After the commotion, there was silence.

Li Wei was wearing a surgical cap and mask, only showing a pair of handsome and calm eyes, looking down at him with an upside-down face.

"you're awake."

"Hmm... what is this doing..."

"I'll do the surgery for you." Li Wei's voice was still so steady, which made people feel at ease.

"What surgery?"

"I said," Li Wei whispered, "don't be afraid, okay?"

"it is good……"

"Craniotomy."

Wang Jue couldn't believe his ears, he confirmed without feeling pain, "Has it been opened?"

"It's on, I want to help you take out the chip."

Wang Jue's eyes darkened.

This is really mind-opening.

"333, don't be afraid," a medical staff next to him explained, "This is the intraoperative awakening of the craniotomy, which is used to protect the functional areas of your brain. Now we need to do a few simple tests, which are probably simple movements and conversations. In order to reduce the chance of your brain being damaged in daily life after the operation. Don't worry, Dr. Li has given the most authoritative..."

"Cough." Li Wei interrupted her with a slight cough, and said to Wang Jue, "Don't be afraid, be good."

Wang Jue heard a clue from the nurse, "Is this operation difficult..."

The nurse shut her mouth and didn't dare to speak again.

It's really difficult, especially the foreign body in Wang Jue's brain is not small, and it has been stuck together for a long time.

It is the best way to use wake-up anesthesia to keep the patient awake during the operation. This allows the doctor to evaluate the patient's response while performing the operation, and helps the doctor avoid brain functional areas and avoid damage to the patient's brain function.

This is a dilemma that requires precise control of the operation, and requires both surgeons and anesthesiologists to work together.

"Hear me out."

"It's still the same sentence, believe in my professional ability." Li Wei said calmly, "My ability may be far better than you imagined."

He bent down and leaned into Wang Jue's ear, and said in a short breath, "I have successfully performed head replacement surgery on the black market for patients with high paraplegia and cerebral palsy. It is the first case in the world, and I did it."

He straightened up and returned to his normal voice, still as gentle as ever, "Trust me, okay?"

Wang Jue didn't dare to move, but the apex of his heart was surrounded by this powerful and reliable aura, giving him a warm sense of security.

"I believe you."

He added softly, "Doctor, can I still be saved?"

Li Wei's heart skipped a beat.

This is what he once said when he had a fever at his home.

It was a small code on the operating table that only two people could understand.

He was telling him not to be nervous.

Li Wei held the scalpel and kept moving his hands, "It can be saved, as long as you cooperate with me."

"Let's just say a few words. Did you just dream? What did you dream about?"

"I dreamed...you became the boss of GW."

Fleeting images of dreams flitted through his mind.

"Repeating his old ways... everywhere killing parents of smart kids."

The nurse frowned.

Li Wei cut off some soft tissue, "What else?"

"Also, you screwed off a person's head and gave it to me as a gift."

The neurologist was sweating.

"That's right," Li Wei praised with a normal expression, "What else?"

"I also dreamed that I dissected you..."

"That," the anesthesiologist couldn't stand it anymore, "how about we do a simple movement."

"Okay." The little fish on the knife was very obedient.

The nurse induced, "Let's test the hand movements and give you a few scenes, you can simulate it. Dr. Li, do you have any scenes?"

Li Wei said softly, "Do you still remember the first time we met?"

Wang Jue thought about it.

Then stretched out with one hand.

It was in a chess match, before the game, the two sides bowed and shook hands.

Li Wei wore gloves and shook hands with him from afar.

Then he said happily, "The second time."

Wang Jue put his hand down and looked at him with his eyes open.

That was the first time he had the audacity to open his eyes in front of him.

Li Wei glanced at it and continued with the operation.

"And, the third time."

Wang Jue blinked and put his hands together.

It was the first time he escaped and was caught, and his hands were handcuffed pitifully at the head of the bed.

When they were put together, Li Wei just took out a complete chip.

"Basically there is no problem, the speech and actions are all normal, and the operation can continue." Li Wei made a judgment.

"You sleep peacefully, and when you wake up, I will be by your side."

"Yes." Wang Jue was very obedient.

"We can add anesthesia."

"Wait..." Wang Jue interrupted him and asked curiously, "What color is my brain...?"

"Pink." Li smiled, "Very cute."

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In the ruins of a waterworks, the carcasses of gray whales crumble to pieces.

When Xi Mian went down the river to search for it, the suicide note in Gray Whale's arms was only a scrap of paper.

"Years" is written on it.

Xi Mian stood in front of the river, holding the small piece of paper in a daze.

It was still noon when he came, and the sun's head was almost pushed close to the horizon.

Tell me, what power is there in this world that can restore the words of a dead person?

With so many technologies and so many inventions, no one can fill the hole in his heart.

Are there really gods in this world?

If I also jump into this turbulent water, can I find him?

will it be a heaven, a hell

If one dies, can we go to hell together?

Will going to hell be a layer?

Facing the piece of paper, he started a rigorous and superstitious classification discussion.

Forget it, try to die first.

He couldn't help taking a step forward.

Someone patted him on the shoulder.

"You don't want the suicide note?" A young man whispered behind him.

He stood there without looking back.

Again.

These days, similar scenes kept appearing in midnight dreams, in his trance during the day, and in his deliberate imagination.

"He didn't hand it to you, maybe it was written for someone, so don't read it."

"Some people are just arrogant because they are favored. All concepts are clear only when they are lost. And only when they are lost... can they know that it is good to be alone in the flesh and blood, and it is so painful to be separated."

"Right, brother?"

Xi Mian blinked calmly.

The phantom said again:

"I haven't tasted what you are like yet, how can I be willing to leave?"

Xi Mian closed her eyes.He is so tired.

He took out the glass bottle between his neck, stared at it for a moment, and kissed it lightly.

After Yanchen left, he went to take a medicinal bath every day, put his ashes in a small bottle between his neck, and soaked them in the water together.

With it, can you guide me to find your direction?

Xi Mian put it back, turned around and wanted to leave.

A voice came from behind, "Are you kissing me?"

Xi Mian knew that she was out of a trance.But he still replied softly, "Yeah."

"You kiss me because you like me?"

He asked and answered by himself, without much hesitation, "Yes."

"Then why don't you come and kiss me directly?"

Xi Mian frowned, he didn't know why his subconscious would ask such a question.

"you are dead."

"How do you know I'm dead? You can't see the wound clearly in the dark."

"The body temperature features are all lost." He answered himself wearily, "You go. I won't answer you again."

"Didn't you say that I'm a pharmaceutical genius? It's easy to make a medicine that lowers your temperature. Do you want to feel it? See if I still have a temperature?"

A hand covered his eyes.

Xi Mian's eyes darkened.

He laughed suddenly.

I was completely insane.

The knife was pierced straight into his heart, and the muddy sound of flesh and blood still echoes in his ears.

He turned his head and saw the expressionless Yan Chen standing behind him.

Ximian's breath stagnates.

He tentatively stretched out his hand and touched the person in front of him.

He put his hand down again.

"Are you going to put me on hold again? Indifference or avoidance?" Yan Chen said indifferently, "Then I'm leaving."

Xi Mian rubbed the touched finger vigorously with one hand, the knuckles were whitened by his rubbing, and the bones creaked.He felt pain, and the pain stunned him for a while.

"Don't go."

He heard his trembling and hoarse voice.

"I won't put you on hold again." Xi Mian's eyes were clouded with water, "I won't."

"Don't go."

"I ignore you... because... I'm afraid..."

Yanchen looked at him quietly.

Xi Mian fell silent because of this look.

It's not because Gray Whale is avoiding suspicion, but because he is afraid that his enemies will be involved.

But none of that matters anymore.

"You don't want to go back to the past." In contrast to the gentleness and softness of the setting sun, Yan Chen's face was as cold as ice.

"I used to pretend to be good. From now on, I will always remember that you are a spectator with cold eyes, and you are the accomplice who made me lose my concubine. You used my feelings to make me work for that bastard for so many years."

"So no matter what happens to you during this period, I will not pity you."

"you deserve it."

Xi Mian nodded hurriedly, her eyelashes fluttered for a moment, and then nodded again.

Yanchen looked up at him, but there was an unquestionable order in his mouth, "Then you kneel down."

Xi Mian took a step forward and knelt down on one knee in front of him.

Yan Chen looked down, with distant eyes, and stretched out a hand to him.

"Dear."

He took that hand and solemnly kissed his fingertips.

He quietly thought, Epicurus is right, there is no soul after death.What does the hell arranged by others have to do with him, and what does it have to do with his children.

Enjoy now.

If this is a dream, don't wake up.If he wakes up and finds it's all gone—he'll die in time, he thought.Then this is not nothing, but the end of life with his Yanchen in various senses.

If you have a mental illness yourself, that would be great.

He wished that he would never recover in this life, that he was terminally ill, and live a long life.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-1718:15:18~2021-01-1817:58:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 10 bottles of Angelica dahurica; 4 bottles of Fangfu lu;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!