"Hello, I am glad that we will have more patients with this surgery in the future. ，”

"I also hope that I can do a good job, like my teacher, Professor Lewis, and I hope I can do this job well."

Zhang Wenwen was telling the truth.

Jiang Feng nodded and took off his mask, "I think this is a very meaningful thing, although it looks crazy."

But compared to the things that are obviously crazy in human beings, but they are said to be very meaningful, this thing seems so beautiful. ”

Zhang Wenwen didn't understand the meaning of this philosophical sentence, anyway, it seemed that this compatriot accepted the fact that he was working in place of Professor Lewis, and in his opinion this matter was beautiful.

That's enough!

The medical center is located in the Rama 9 area, an annex office building of a large shopping mall.

The examination was carried out by the surgeon and Dr. Brown, and there was no need for Zhang Wenwen to stay in the examination room.

One of the reasons is that Dr. Brown has not yet been confirmed by the surgeon, and the surgeon is not fully aware that Professor Lewis is no longer in charge of the treatment team, and the operation is imminent, and Brown does not think that there is a rush to introduce Zhang Wenwen to him for a while.

Everything is still about ensuring the smooth operation and patient safety.

At 12:30 p.m., Zhang Wenwen was called back to the treatment center by a phone call from Dr. Brown.

The atmosphere in the office was tense, and Dr. Brown couldn't take a sip of his coffee.

"What's wrong?" Zhang Wenwen asked.

"Everything was fine, just like the previous self-assessment, but this on-site test still found some problems. ，”

"What's the problem?"

Seeing that Dr. Brown looked so nervous, Zhang Wenwen moved a chair and sat down, and took the initiative to pick up the examination report on the table and read it.

"Is there any medical condition in the body that is not suitable for surgery?"

"No, there are no problems with blood tests and physical exams."

Dr. Brown shook his head.

"What's the problem, you say his test results are different from the previous ones, you mean"

Obviously, Dr. Brown never seemed to have encountered Jiang Feng's situation.

"The Electrodermal Reaction Test, the results of this test you should know about the Electrodermal Reaction Test, which is not a very advanced test, but during the examination of Patient B, Professor Lewis still recommends that this traditional test be kept.

In general, the galvanic skin response is not controlled by volition. The vast majority of people experience an enhanced galvanic skin response when they are touched, hear a screeching noise, or feel a significant emotional stimulus. When a person with a needle feels that the part of the limb that does not belong to them, the galvanic skin response is two to three times more intense than when the needle is pricked with a normal part of the limb, and the researchers have always had a clear explanation for this, believing that when the needle is inserted into the part of the limb that the patient wants to amputate, they feel a greater threat. ”

After Dr. Brown finished speaking, Zhang Wenwen shook his head and sighed: "This is really ironic. It's the complete opposite of common sense. ”

"Yes." "When you try to slap a part of a limb that patient B doesn't think is their own and a part of their normal limb, they're more likely to report feeling the slapping on the limb that they don't think they are, and the patient's brain supplement will prioritize these tactile stimuli," Dr. Brown added. ”

"I see, so this Tao Qian's situation is the opposite? Parts of the limb that he thinks don't belong to him don't show enhancement in the galvanic skin response to stimulation? ”

"That's true, so I'm bothered now because his MRI results are in line with the b-cortex atlas."

Zhang Wenwen looked at the inspection report again, his brows furrowed tightly, so if it was the opposite, what other symptoms would have a similar situation.

At this time, Zhang Wenwen thought of Mu Chun, if this guy was here, the question and answer question would become a rush to answer the question.

Hehe, it's a pity he's on the other side of the equator.

"Hemilateral space loss disorder may also have such a problem." Zhang Wenwen said.

"Not much, it was, so we used the test to rule it out, and his performance was perfect."

"What else? By the way, there is a kind of somatic identity disorder in psychiatry, and perhaps Jiang Feng is this kind of somatic identity disorder or somatic paranoia, patients with somatic paranoia often deny the existence of their right leg or arm, or even the existence of an entire limb of their body.

But" Zhang Wenwen touched his chin and said helplessly: "But this situation is more common in people who have lost part of their limbs for some reasons, rather than Tao Qian's situation." ”

"yes, so I'm more inclined to think he's not a candidate for surgery now, knowing that once we amputate our legs, and then find out what a ridiculous decision it was, our whole life was pretty much ruined." After Brown said this, he barely took a sip of coffee.

"Is it true that no patient has regretted it before?" Zhang Wenwen really can't understand how a person would desperately want to take his legs away from his body, which is unacceptable both aesthetically and practically.

"Our surgeon is 49 years old, and Mr. Tao's surgery was originally his 30th B operation, and I remember his first operation telling me that my whole brain was confused, and I almost suspected that I had a potential tendency to be a murderer, and I should see a psychiatrist. For the next month, he couldn't sleep, and when he finally fell asleep, he woke up again, he was a doctor and a poetry lover, and he sent the poems he wrote during that time to my mailbox, and I was very impressed.

The old professor stepped on high heels,

The crystal chandelier fell to the ground,

Crunch, crunch, heel stepping on broken glass

Crunch, crunch, shattered, shattered. ”

"Is it a dream about amputation?" Zhang Wenwen wondered.

"I think it's more like a dream about pain and brokenness, I'm not a master of dream interpretation, you should know Professor Lewis's wife."

"Professor Mel, a psychoanalyst, yes, she's an expert in dream interpretation." Zhang Wenwen replied.

"That's right, Professor Mel told me that my thoughts might be correct, that it's about pain and broken dreams. On the Friday of that week, after school, Professor Lewis flew to Thailand to meet the doctor and have dinner, and then Professor Lewis stayed here for a week, and he wanted to help the doctor improve his sleep, because we can't find such collaborators as reliable as him.

Zhang, you should understand that there are many doctors who want to make money from this kind of surgery, but a reliable, excellent, and morally competent collaborator is very important to me and Professor Lewis, and more importantly to Patient B. ”11