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Xu Amu was shocked, and thought to himself, Aunt Zhang shouldn't be trying to assassinate the master, right? How do you add to porridge?

Hurriedly brought it over and smelled it, his brows furrowed again, Xu Amu only smelled the fragrance, it was the unique taste of preserved egg and lean porridge, and he had an appetite when he smelled it. （）

"Master, there is no smell of."

Zhang Jue was stunned: "You can't smell it?" ”

"I can't smell it." Xu Amu had a puzzled expression on his face.

Zhang Jue pondered for a moment and said, "Change the bowl, you cook me a bowl of millet porridge and don't put anything." ”

"Okay."

After Xu Amu left, Zhang Jue leaned on the head of the bed, took out a mirror and looked at it, looking at himself in the mirror with deep sunken eyes and pale and haggard skin, and muttered in disbelief:

"I'm sick."

“……”

"Xiao Zhang, what's wrong with you? Xiao Xu said that you smelled from the porridge? ”

Zhang Panxi had some anger between his eyebrows, and Xingshi asked for guilt.

Zhang Jue shook his head: "I don't know, maybe the bowl is wrong." Amu said he didn't smell it. ”

Zhang Panxi sat on the edge of the bed and touched Zhang Jue's forehead, which was still cold. There was a gloom in his eyes: "How did you do it, this kid?" After eating, I'll take you to the hospital at noon to have a comprehensive check-up. ”

Zhang Jue didn't answer, he still feels that there is no problem with his body, whether there is a problem or not, Zhang Jue knows better than anyone else. But it's so strange, obviously there is no problem, how can your body collapse?

At this time, Xu Amu came with a bowl of steaming millet porridge: "Master, it's cooked." ”

Zhang Jue took it, quickly sniffed it, and a feeling of nausea and nausea emerged.

This bowl of porridge still smells of. It's very intense, like the dilapidated earthen toilet in the countryside, just smelling it, the scene of flies and maggots will come to mind, which makes people sick.

'Knock'

Zhang Jue put the bowl on the bedside table, and a look of disbelief flashed in his eyes. Leaning back on the head of the bed, he muttered, "I have a problem with my sense of smell." ”

Zhang Panxi and Xu Amu were shocked, and Xu Amu hurriedly said, "Master, this bowl of porridge still smells of?" ”

Zhang Jue nodded silently.

Xu Amu hurriedly explained: "No, I used a steel pot to cook it, this year's new rice." Even though it was boiled in tap water, it was also boiled. I didn't put anything, how ......"

Zhang Jue interrupted him with a wave of his hand: "It has nothing to do with you." I've got a problem with my sense of smell. Aunt Zhang, you can arrange it for me, I have to go to the hospital for a good checkup. ”

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'Buzz'

The sound of an MRI sounded.

Zhang Jue looked at the surrounding environment curiously,

It's a novelty, this kind of place, it stands to reason that I will never come to it in my lifetime. But the world is so wonderful, who would have thought that one day they would come here, full of instruments and do brain CT scans?

The criss-cross infrared rays fell on Zhang Jue's face. He closed his eyes and felt something different. Actually, there is no special feeling, but it feels as if the brain has been dissected, of course, this is a psychological illusion.

Healthy!

This is the diagnosis.

The doctor looked at the test sheet and said, "Have you been stimulated by anything lately?" ”

Zhang Jue shook his head: "No." ”

"Is there any psychological cue to be received? For example, going to the toilet often. Do you see toilets often? Or rather, how often do you see? ”

The doctor asked very directly, and Zhang Jue was not embarrassed, and shook his head: "No." ”

The doctor nodded: "The olfactory nerve is connected to the cranial nerves, and the smell passes through the nose and is transmitted to the nerves inside the nose. It is then transmitted to the cranial nerves. That's how you feel the smell. Everything is normal in your brain, the nerves in your brain are stable, and you have no problem with your sense of smell. But you said you smelled in your meal, and I guess it's a psychological effect. ”

Zhang Jue said lightly: "Hysteria? ”

The doctor coughed awkwardly and nodded, "Well, hysteria." ”

Zhang Panxi had a chill between his eyebrows, and said coldly: "Don't push everything to hysteria." Anyone can develop hysteria. But Zhang definitely won't. ”

How could Zhang Panxi believe that Zhang Jue would have hysteria? Zhang Jue's ability to control people's hearts is beyond most people's imagination, and his analysis of people's hearts is as simple as a simple formula, so clear and concise. Will he have hysteria? It's impossible.

The doctor was a little impatient: "Are you a doctor or am I a doctor?" ”

"I'm a doctor!"

At this time, an old man in a white coat walked in hurriedly and said with a serious face.

When the doctor saw this person, he hurriedly got up: "Dean Huang." ”

Dean Huang ignored the doctor, grabbed Zhang Jue's hand, and said with a sigh on his face: "I haven't seen you for three years, Master Zhang." What's wrong with you? What's uncomfortable? Tell me and I'll check it for you personally. ”

Turning his head and nodding with a smile: "Minister Zhang, long time no see." ”

This person is Huang Yuan, the director of Jiangbei Central Hospital, and when Zhang Jue just went down the mountain to Jiangbei, Wang Haiquan was treated at his hands. At that time, this Huang Yuan made it difficult in every way, and was so frightened by Zhang Jue that he didn't dare to sleep for several months, and he was afraid and respectful of Zhang Jue.

Zhang Jue still remembered him, and forced a laugh: "Hello." ”

After some greetings between the two sides, Huang Yuan took the brain CT diagnosis results and looked left and right, embarrassed, and secretly knew in his heart that he couldn't pretend to be forced.

It's really no problem, but there is no problem with the diagnosis. But why does he smell?

If you hadn't seen Zhang Jue's methods, you would have read the book ( ) Huang Yuan wanted to say that this was really hysteria.

What is hysteria? In medicine, hysteria is divided into two types, one is true hysteria and the other is pseudohysteria.

True hysteria is that there is nothing wrong with the body, but there is something wrong with the mind, and there will be delusions, which is true hysteria.

Pseudohysteria, on the other hand, is that the doctor does not find any problems and feels that the patient is healthy, but does not know if he has a real psychological problem. Then it is said: hysteria, hysteria; It's a kind of shirk, because the doctor can't say, we can't check it out. Doctors can't say they can't do anything, so they push hysteria for diseases that can't be cured or can't be detected.

Huang Yuan was sure that there was nothing wrong with Zhang Jue's body, but he was not sure that there was anything wrong with Zhang Jue's psychology, he wanted to say that it was hysteria, but he didn't dare. He didn't dare to suspect that Zhang Jue had something wrong with his psychology.

After hesitating for a long time, Huang Yuan sighed and said frankly, "Master Zhang, no problem. Nothing is a problem, it's normal. But there may be problems that we ignore or can't find. Let me be blunt, there's nothing we can do, why don't we try it in the big hospital in the capital? If you can't do it, go to the big hospital in Los Angeles and get it checked, it's very well-equipped. ”

Zhang Jue pursed his lips, knowing in his heart that his body was definitely fine, because he could feel it.

Zhang Panxi asked uneasily: "Is there really no problem?" What about the other check-ups? ”

"No problem, Minister Zhang, gastroscopy, colonoscopy, heart and lungs, B ultrasound, blood, and kidneys have all been examined, and they are all normal. The brain CT is also normal, which means that Master Zhang is not sick. ”

After Huang Yuan finished speaking, he looked at Zhang Jue worriedly, for fear that Zhang Jue would embarrass himself.

Zhang Jue laughed: "Then let's go, I may be hysteria." (To be continued.) )

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