Rebirth of Brotherly Love

Zhou Yueping's private psychological clinic is located in the center of the city. This afternoon, after An Luo and An Ze arrived at the psychological clinic, Zhou Yueping put up a "Closed Business" sign and brought them to his office.

Probably because patients with mental illness need a quiet space, Zhou Yueping's office is very clean and tidy, and there are two cute pots of prickly pears on the windowsill.

Zhou Yueping asked An Luo and An Ze to sit down on the sofa, poured them a glass of water, and asked An Luo, "Xiao Luo, did you come to me to test the method I mentioned last time?"

An Luo nodded: "Yes."

At An Yudong's funeral, Zhou Yueping once told An Luo that besides deep hypnosis, there is another way to open the memory pathway.

"But that method is very risky, are you sure you want to do it?" Zhou Yueping looked serious, sitting at his desk, looking at An Luo seriously.

Anze frowned, and asked Zhou Yueping, "What do you mean by great risk?"

Zhou Yueping explained: "This method requires a neurosurgery doctor to perform surgery on the cerebral cortex that is in charge of memory. As long as the stimulation intensity is appropriate, it is possible to dig out all the memory information sealed in the cerebral cortex. Because It's surgery, so there are risks, and it may cause An Luo's mental breakdown because the stimulation intensity exceeds the threshold."

An Ze looked at An Luo with a stiff face, "Brother, you didn't tell me this."

An Luo gently held An Ze's hand, and said in a low voice: "Don't worry, any operation will be risky, I have to take this risk, for Xiaorui...and for you."

Anze's expression was a little uncertain.He could understand An Luo's desire to fully remember the past. In fact, he also expected his brother to fully remember every bit of the years between them.However, with such a big risk, if it fails, what will be the result?Anze didn't dare to gamble on this eventuality, let alone think about it.

An Luo continued: "There are already many successful cases abroad. Anze, let me try it, okay?"

In the end, Anze could only nod his head stiffly, and said, "Okay."

Zhou Yueping smiled slightly, walked over and patted An Ze on the shoulder, and said, "Don't worry, I will do my best. In fact, since I told you the truth about An Luo's life experience, I guessed that An Luo would definitely do it after returning to China." Chose to have this surgery. I emailed my mentor yesterday asking him to come and help."

Anze frowned, "Why didn't you say it earlier?"

Zhou Yueping blinked, "I like to see your tangled expression."

"..."

Zhou Yueping walked up to An Luo again and said: "My teacher is an expert in this field. He has dealt with many cases of amnesia abroad. The plane just arrived this morning. In addition, I also asked Taiping to find the most advanced neurosurgery in the country. Good doctors, I believe that with their presence, the risk of surgery will be minimized."

An Luo stood up, walked in front of Zhou Yueping, and said seriously, "Thank you, Yueping."

Zhou Yueping smiled and said: "You're welcome. You told me all the secrets before, which shows that you trust me very much, and I should help you. If possible, the operation will be arranged tonight. What do you think?"

An Luo nodded, "No problem."

"Then get ready and wait for me at the hospital at eight o'clock in the evening."

"it is good."

***

At eight o'clock in the evening, An Luo and An Ze arrived at the night operating room on the seventh floor of the Central Hospital.

Zhou Yueping, who was wearing a white coat, was waiting there. When he saw An Luo and An Ze coming, he got up and took them into the office. There were two experts sitting in the office. One of them was blond and blue-eyed, obviously Zhou Yueping's mentor, and the other A stern-looking doctor is probably an expert in neurosurgery.

Zhou Yueping brought An Luo in front of them, and the two briefly checked An Luo's condition. After confirming that his physical condition was suitable for surgery, they went to the operating room to prepare, and Zhou Yueping helped An Luo onto the push bed.

Anze held An Luo's hand tightly, and kept sending him to the door of the operating room, not wanting to let go.While An Luo was helpless, he also felt that Anze's occasional childishness and infatuation with his brother made people feel warm, so he couldn't help but patted the back of his hand lightly, and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, it's okay."

Only then did Anze let go of his hand, leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss on his forehead, and whispered, "I'll wait for you."

***

The operation process was actually not that scary, let alone the bloody scene An Luo imagined.

An Luo was fixed on the operating table by a ten-centimeter-wide stretch belt, and covered with a clean sterile cloth. Because An Luo's state of consciousness needs to be known at any time during the operation, this operation will not be given general anesthesia. A little local anesthetic was applied to the scalp, and then An Luo's head was drilled open with an electric drill.

Hearing the sound of the electric drill next to his ear, An Luo felt very strange. The sound of drilling into the scalp made his ears a little uncomfortable. Fortunately, Zhou Yueping was also in the operating room, so he was not afraid.

"It has reached the cerebral cortex." The doctor performing the operation behind whispered.

Another doctor said, "An Luo, can you hear me?"

The foreigner's awkward Chinese sounded in his ears, An Luo nodded and said, "Yes."

"Okay, let's get started."

Something seemed to be gently stimulating his brain, his nerves were slightly numb as if being bitten by little ants, and the thoughts in his mind suddenly became chaotic.

"I will stimulate your cerebral cortex now to activate the cells here. The memories you stored here may gradually wake up as the intensity of the stimulation increases... An Luo, don't be afraid, keep calm and take a deep breath ..."

An Luo took a deep breath as he instructed.

"OK, Yueping, increase the intensity."

"..."

***

Suddenly, a scene flashed in my mind——

There seemed to be a voice in my heart saying: How did I come here?Why can't I talk anymore?Where is my brother?What about Zihang?where are they allAlso, why would I be lying in the crib?Some people keep pinching their own face, what's going on...

"Hey, baby, don't move around, look, how cute my son is." There was a gentle voice familiar to a woman beside her ear.

"Your son is very cute, and his skin is also very good, white and tender. Hey, look at his wrinkled nose. This little guy really looks like you, Anzhi."

Anzhi wrinkled her nose lightly, "Does it look like it?"

The man laughed softly, "It's very similar, it's almost carved out of a mold."

Anzhi smiled slightly, and said, "By the way, Yu Qiu, I haven't named him yet. You are an uncle, why don't you choose a good name for him."

An Yuqiu lowered his head and pondered for a moment, "This is the eldest grandson of our An family. If you want to name him, you have to call both your elder brother and your father?"

Anzhi frowned lightly, "Your elder brother is still abroad, and my father hasn't gotten off the plane yet, but I have a favorite name, Anping, which in turn means Ping An, I hope he will be safe all his life. "

An Yuqiu shook his head and said, "Anping is too ordinary, why not call him An Mo, an unfamiliar Mo, sounds very individual."

An Zhi glanced at him sideways, "You can call An Mo after you give birth to your own son. Mo, who is unfamiliar, feels too lonely."

"You don't know how to appreciate, Anping sounds vulgar, okay?"

Anzhi said helplessly: "Let his grandpa pick it up." Then he stretched out his hand to pick up the little An Luo from the crib, picked up the phone with the other hand and dialed An Guangyao's number, "Hey, Dad , the baby is born, when will you come to see him, and give him a name by the way."

"Born?! Good, good, good! I'll be right over!"

An Guangyao flew over from the airport within half an hour. Looking at the cute baby, he liked it very much. He pinched An Luo's face and An Luo's little hand, and he couldn't close his mouth from ear to ear. Good grandson, good grandson, my good baby, so cute, look at his face, such a good skin, it feels soft to the touch, good baby, don't move around!" An Guangyao leaned over and used all his hands. Beard's chin rubbed against An Luo's cheek.

An Luo: "..."

Apart from being silent in a tangled mood, An Luo couldn't make any resistance. He couldn't speak at all, and the child Yiyi's cute cry came out of his mouth.

This is simply ridiculous!Why did I become a newborn baby?

An Guangyao picked An Luo up and teased him for a while, and then said with a smile: "Well, this child is the eldest grandson of our An family, and he will inherit the family business in the future. You can't choose the name casually. I will find a fortune teller. Choose one according to his birth date. What do you think?"

"Birth horoscope?! Dad, do you still believe in these superstitions?" An Yuqiu's voice sounded very shocked.

An Guangyao frowned and said, "Don't underestimate these traditional things. My name was given by your grandfather according to the horoscope of my birth date. Guangyao Guangyao, Guangyao lintel. You see, the business is so smooth now, is it because I got a good name?"

"..." Anzhi and An Yuqiu looked at each other and sighed helplessly.

The next day, An Guangyao really invited a fortune teller to his home, carried An Luo to the study, closed the door mysteriously and asked the fortune teller to tell An Luo a fortune.

The man glanced at An Luo, pinched his fingers to calculate, and then said plausibly: "This child's fate is that the five elements are prosperous and lack gold, and the horoscope is weak. He likes 'water', and water is the 'god of happiness' for this fate. When you encounter water, you will encounter blessings. When naming a child, it is best to use a word whose attribute is water."

An Guangyao nodded earnestly, then took out a Xinhua Dictionary, searched for the three characters of the water radical, and listed them out, "Zhi'er, which one do you think sounds better?"

Anzhi felt dizzy looking at the row of three dots of water, "Dad, tell me."

An Guangyao looked at it for a long time and still couldn't make up his mind.

An Yuqiu suddenly suggested: "The baby's name, why not let him choose it himself, if he doesn't like his name in the future, he has no reason to blame us, Dad, right?"

An Guangyao nodded and said, "Not bad, not bad, let him choose himself!"

Then, An Guangyao wrote a bunch of characters with three dots of water in them with a brush, and placed them side by side on the table, then carried An Luo to the table, and said with a smile: "My dear baby, look at these characters, which one do you like? "

An Luo opened his eyes and looked at the table.

Rivers, lakes, Hailuoze, oceans, streams...

Three points of water in a row.

An Luo: "..."

"Hey, choose a name for yourself."

An Luo very helplessly pointed to the only word "Luo" that was pleasing to the eye with his little finger.

***

"His brain waves had a burst of intense activity just now. He probably remembered something, and now he has calmed down and entered a light sleep state." Zhou Yueping said in a low voice, "Do you want to wake him up?"

The doctor leaned over An Luo's ear and said, "An Luo, can you hear me?"

An Luo suddenly woke up, a layer of cold sweat oozed from his forehead.

What I just unearthed should be my first memory when I came to this world.

An Luo's name was actually chosen in this way, no wonder it is exactly the same as in the previous life, it turned out to be a word chosen by himself.It turned out that this was not a coincidence, because the names were the same, so when he just woke up after amnesia, he couldn't tell the world he was in, thinking that he was reborn on this An Luo.

Zhou Yueping gently wiped off his sweat with a sterile cloth, "Xiao Luo, how do you feel? Can you bear the intensity? Do you feel a headache?"

An Luo took a deep breath and said in a low voice, "It's okay, I can. Go ahead..."

Zhou Yueping and the teacher looked at each other, "Increase the intensity."

***

The picture in my mind suddenly jumped to a villa, pure white curtains and sheets, pure white carpet, the whole room was like a pure white world of ice and snow, that was Anzhi's bedroom.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door, and it was the young photographer who walked into the room.

As soon as he met Anzhi, he began to kiss passionately. After kissing for a while, he suddenly felt an inexplicable gaze behind him. Anzhi turned around and suddenly saw little Anluo standing at the door of the bedroom looking at the two with a strange expression.

An Zhi hurriedly pushed Chen Yi away and said, "Xiao Luo woke up."

After speaking, he walked up to An Luo, stretched out his arms to hug An Luo, and said with a smile, "Xiao Luo, come and say hello to Uncle Chen. Be good, read to Mom, Chen, Uncle, Uncle, okay."

Anzhi was teaching one-year-old little An Luo to speak, word by word.

An Luo: "..."

"Hey, read to mom quickly. Chen, uncle, uncle, good."