"Ah Jun, you can talk, it's okay, say what you want to say, it's like talking in a dream, it's okay."

Sister Liang's gentle voice came slowly, but Gu Jun's heart was still tense, and the bloody death process of the two deceased flashed in front of his eyes.

The old woman's operation was carried out to cut her collarbone with a wire saw, and Zhu was in charge of sawing, and he was responsible for pulling the old man's deformed limbs. The click of sawing bones, the faint wail, gradually did not need to be pressed by him, and the old man did not move in the slightest......

And the little boy, whose small body did not exert much strength, kept struggling and crying until he died.

Die together, die together......

Their blood-colored distorted countenances, their dilated pupils, seemed to torture his soul.

Aren't you a doctor? Why didn't we be saved? And let us suffer so much?

"Ah Jun, Ah Jun?" Sister Liang's voice came again, this time with a commanding tone: "If you are uncomfortable, please stop imagining, breathe deeply, return to the feeling of relaxation in your body, leave the situation, breathe, relax ......"

"No......" Gu Jun muttered resistantly, "I do have something I want to say to them." ”

"Then you say, just say." Sister Liang was not in a hurry to let him out of the situation, but moved to the treatment stage: "They are there, they will hear." ”

Gu Jun was silent for a while before he finally spoke: "I'm sorry, I can't save you." To put it very old-fashioned, I, and Zhu Zhudao have done our best. I'm sorry to let you suffer in vain...... I hope you can rest in peace......"

"Yes, they'll understand you." Sister Liang comforted, and also used her authoritative and trusted words to dispel the shadow in his heart: "Ah Jun, doctors are not omnipotent, we are all just ordinary people. In order to heal the patient, sometimes it is true that they will suffer some pain, but you just do what you are supposed to do and don't blame yourself. ”

Although this is just a cliché, in the hypnotic state, the suggestiveness of the person will be significantly increased, and even uncritically accept the hypnotist's suggestive instructions.

Therefore, the information that Sister Liang said will be more effective for Gu Jun to accept, so as to achieve the therapeutic purpose of changing cognition and eliminating anxiety.

Sister Liang continued to indoctricate: "It's good to have empathy, but you can't be blinded by empathy, because you are a doctor, and there will be a lot of life and death in the future, as long as you stick to medical ethics, it's a good thing to be hard-hearted." Take care of yourself before you can save others. ”

Sister Liang watched Gu Jun's facial muscles relax more and more, and the treatment was effective.

She looked at the GSR data and EEG waveform trend on the instrument screen, and they all showed that Gu Jun was calming down. She suddenly had some judgment, and added a sentence to the test report in her heart: "The subject is very concerned about the results of the operation (degree 8), has guilt for the two deceased patients, has a high sense of empathy, and does not see evil emotions"

The subject cared so much about it, and for him, it was a high-impact situation.

"Sister Liang, can you understand...... Gu Jun muttered, "I really did my best." ”

Now he feels much more comfortable in his heart, and some of the dark clouds that have been pressed on his heart for half a month have dissipated, no wonder Zixuan looked like he had done a SPA just now......

After Gu Jun relaxed for a while, Sister Liang let him imagine a high-impact situation of "dissecting the corpse of his friend Cai Zixuan with his own hands".

And the result was in line with her expectations, Gu Jun's reaction was not big, and he could even laugh: "Zixuan's skull is really of high quality, there is no hair to cover it, it is really clear." "If it weren't for the fact that the instrument showed that he was still in a hypnotic state, Sister Liang would definitely think that he was awake.

She can be regarded as having seen the results of the personality test in Gu Jun's file, which is really strange! People with high gnostics are usually easy to get caught up in imaginary situations and act more excited than others, such as Wang Ruoxiang of Gnostic B+, so when calculating the S value, the influence of gnosis will be balanced back.

Gu Jun A+ can still remain stable, so his S value is very high.

However, in Gu Jun's review report, there is such a reviewer's opinion: "It is inferred that there are abnormal memories in the subject's subconscious, and whether its high nosis is related to it is not clear for the time being." ”

Sometimes, this amazing talent is an anomaly in itself.

"Ah Jun, when I was a child, my mother used to ask me to eat more." Sister Liang said, starting the next step of the evaluation, "Will your mother be like this?" ”

"My mother, she ......" Gu Jun's breathing suddenly became rapid again, "I don't remember her very well." Sister Liang, you must know my background...... But I don't know anything, I didn't lie to you, what Lyson is doing, what they are researching, I really don't know. ”

"I don't have permission to see all of your files, and I don't know what the Laisheng company you are talking about is."

Sister Liang slowed down her voice, not offending his psychological defenses, "I know that you may have abnormal memories in your subconscious—such as false memories that others brainwashed into, or lost memories that others have made you forget. Can we find it? You can try it. ”

Gu Jun was a little resistant, but he wanted to give it a try, what could it be? If you can find out like this......

"Okay." "I want to know the answers, too." ”

"Then it begins, you just stay relaxed and listen to me and imagine."

Sister Liang first let Gu Jun be quiet and relaxed for a while, and then officially began: "There is only darkness around, and you are in the darkness, but you see a light in front of you, you walk over slowly, step by step, there is a door over there, the light is reflected from behind the door, and behind that is the memory that you vaguely feel happened, but you can't remember anything." You walk slowly, walk towards the door, and walk out......"

Gu Jun closed his eyes, and felt that some hazy light really appeared in front of him, a red door.

He walked over step by step, out of the red door, into the light......

"Tell me, what do you see?" Sister Liang asked.

Gu Jun walked in the light and shadow, walked in the mist, looked around, couldn't see clearly, his breathing gradually became heavier, his brows furrowed, and his eyes froze......

"Is that where you've been?" Sister Liang made some hints to guide him, "Is it your family?" ”

All memories have scenes, because human perception occurs in specific scenes, and there is no need to pay special attention to it at that time, and unconscious memories will naturally form in the mind. As long as the scene is recalled, the memory will come out. This may also be one of the reasons for the sense of déjà vu.

When Gu Jun listened, a sense of déjà vu surged in his mind, and those unclear lights and shadows became shapes and scenes......

"It's a room." He muttered, "I'm in a room. ”

"What's this room like? Is it your room? ”

Gu Jun looked around, this was a warm and elegant children's room, with many colorful pictures painted on the wall, some of them were crooked, like children's paintings...... Although he felt déjà vu, he couldn't tell where it was, had he been here?

"A small room with lots of pictures ......"

"Pictures? Who drew it? Is anyone drawing? ”

Hearing Sister Liang's question, Gu Jun suddenly saw that there was a little hazy light and shadow condensation, and he described: "There is a little boy sitting on the floor, maybe only a few years old, drawing things on paper with a watercolor pen. ”

"Who is that little boy? Do you know each other? ”

"It seems like it's me......" Gu Jun muttered looking at the memory screen, "It's me...... My mom was there and sat right next to me......"

He heard another voice sound, it wasn't Sister Liang's, it was from this memory, it was his mother asking him: "Xiaojun, how to write the word tree?" Do you tell mom okay? His mother handed him another piece of drawing paper, on which the trees were drawn.

"Hmm!" The little boy nodded happily, took the drawing paper and put it on the ground, and took a watercolor pen to scribble vigorously on the side of the trees on the paper, "It's done!" ”

The little boy threw down his colored pen and raised the paper high with both hands, in high spirits.

"Ah......h......h

It's a different text, and the "trees" written by the little boy are that kind of different text.

He clutched his head hard, but the merciless fragments of memory continued before his eyes.

The mother immediately took the piece of drawing paper in her hand, and looked at it like a treasure, with a strange frenzy in her eyes, she looked at it for a while, and then handed the little boy another piece of drawing paper: "What about this word?" Bugs, how do you think you should write it? ”

"That's it!" The little boy took the paper and put it on the ground, picked up the colored pencil and began to write again.

It's a different text again...... Bugs, worms, the same word......

Gu Jun suddenly saw clearly, on the floor around the little boy and his mother, there were stacks of drawing papers, all kinds of patterns, and the corresponding foreign words were scribbled next to the patterns: dark, apple, time, abyss, sprout, sun, hand, bones, stars, death, sky, earth......

That kind of mysterious alien text was painted by him when he was a child.