"It wasn't until this morning that I found out that the time of death in these cases was two years after surgery. The closest thing to the date of death is the case of Nava and your mother. ”

"I thought it might have something to do with robotic surgery."

"Nava's surgery, and this, Ms. Xeles's kidney transplant, Martin's lung tumor, and all of that." Representative Foley quickly flips through the data to find the contents of the surgery.

"These surgeries were successful."

"Yes." Belus replied.

"Robotic surgery is very stable, Belus, I made this thing, it's much stronger than a human hand."

Belus's throat felt dry, and he swallowed hard, as if swallowing all the troubles he had caused by his own willful actions.

"You're right, that's right."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean that."

"It's okay, Foley, it's okay, robotic surgery is inevitable, even if it's not because of injury, if you don't have good technology, you can be eliminated, this kind of thing happens in all walks of life.

Our perks are great, aren't they? There's no need to worry too much about losing your job, and if I really want to feel like a doctor, I can have a virtual surgery at home, right? Of course, this is a joke, not many people are addicted to surgery. ”

Belus lifted his feet easily and placed them on the table, leaning lightly on the back of his chair.

"Can I find out why?" Representative Foley asks hesitantly.

"What is the reason?"

"Why are you studying these cases?"

"As I said, at first it may have been just to prove that robotic surgery has a lot of problems, but you know very well that they can do a lot of things that our hands can't.

Their ability to learn is also far greater than that of a clinical medicine graduate, and the experience is nothing more than how many times a second is learned by a robot doctor. ”

"I think I probably got it."

"Still, I want to see how many differences there are between us, maybe to see what will happen in the future."

"After meeting me, you paid more attention to my mother's case?"

"Yes, it was just a case of an obvious accident at first, and then I remembered that the familiar name was your mother."

"I should have thought earlier that her mental condition might need the help of a psychiatrist."

"Isn't the psychiatric department using robots yet?"

"It's hard to use robots in psychiatry."

"Why?"

"Because human psychiatric treatment has been going on for more than a hundred years, going back even earlier may have been religion and some kind of witchcraft. More modern psychiatric treatment is still a fuzzy layer of paper. ”

"Blurry paper?"

"Foley, do you think you know about the machines you build?"

"Of course, I know every detail."

"Do you know your brain?"

"Hell, it's a mystery."

"It's the same with mental illness, the more you know, the more you don't."

"We know the role of serotonin, we know the effect of dopamine on mood, we know that patients with left-right brain separation have visual and cognitive difficulties, and we used to believe that the human brain is divided into different regions according to function, and we named each area. Humans are always trying to understand it in a way that they can understand.

We know happiness, anger, contentment, happiness, pain. But these emotionally charged words don't tell us how our emotions come from and how they change. ”

"What we know about the brain may not be correct, and there is no way to verify it." Representative Foley responds.

"That's why mental disorders are increasingly bothering modern people, and there is no proven way to do it. You may even have to worry about the sleeping pills you are taking, which could make you drive straight to the observatory in the middle of the night and drive home. But you have to take that medicine. Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep. ”

Representative Foley leans his entire upper body against the couch, his head half-leaning against the wall.

"These things are too complicated, more bizarre than that." Representative Foley sighs.

At that moment, for the first time, he began to think about this question, mental disorders, insomnia, apathy, attention disorders.

He thought of his mother, of Samell, of John, of the airtight curtains and spotless furnishings of Belus. "Damn", he looked at Berus with wide eyes.

"I have to go back."

"What's wrong?"

"I feel like mental illness has been lurking in my life."

"I don't understand." Berus looked at Forley suspiciously.

"You don't know, yesterday Samel didn't go to pick up John, and then I saw Ephia, and this time the feeling, hell, like you said you saw Leonard, do you remember - Leonard, you said you saw him at the gym gate, you think that person is not him, do you remember?"

"I remember, I'll have to look into this matter again, unless I'm also sick, otherwise, I'm really not sure what he is, unless you can already build machines like people, has the U.S. government approved the creation of those super artificial humanoid robots?"

Of course not, no one would dare to agree to such a thing easily, which would cause instability in the whole society. You can't let two people walk the same in the world, and ethicists and sociologists need to go through a whole lot of discussions before they can make a decision.

Technology is technology, and what can be done technically may not be realized in reality, and there are many things that people outside the field cannot understand. ”

"You suspect she's not Ephia?"

"It's a long story, I saw her in the last bookstore, just two weeks ago, and I was ecstatic, I believe that Ephia must be Ephia or who else could there be, I feel like her, I know everything about her, I am so familiar, they have been in my brain for many years."

"This familiarity may just be your imagination."

"Don't go around that, now I have to make a long story short, I was scared when I saw Ephia at school, she was supposed to be her, but I was a little scared, I didn't want to call her, I kept my attention on John as much as possible, but she spoke, she called my name, I think she recognized me."

Representative Foley jerks up from the couch and gulps down Berus's sparkling water.

"You know what I hoped for?"

Berus shook his head slightly, not meaning to answer.

"I want her to be like Leonard you met, not to admit that she is that person, not to make me feel like she's the girl who came from six years ago, and if that's the case, I'll feel at ease, not fear."

"What are you afraid of, Foley."

"Shouldn't I be afraid? I was afraid of dying, of being paralyzed in my hospital bed, of not knowing where I would wake up at night, of John, of having an affair, of having an affair, of my father having really beaten my mother. ”

"Calm down, Foley."

There's no way to calm down, and for the first time he's scared, fear pouring out of every gland.