When I heard it, I was overjoyed, there was a play, and I hurriedly made up a panic and said: "An uncle of mine has lived in the hospital here, and he was cured by Lao Ma, and the uncle has always said that he has good medical skills, and wants me to see him too." ”

The woman looked at me with some confusion and said, "He doesn't see a doctor now,"

"Then do you know where he lives, if it can't be cured here, I want to visit and try it." I was sincere, but she said, "I don't know." ”

"Okay." I was a little disappointed, and wanted to ask her if she knew any of Lao Ma's friends, but she said that she still had something to do and left directly.

I wasn't in the mood for the next whole day, I sat in a daze, the old horse thought I was wrong and kept comforting me by my side, saying a bunch of big truths, who is in this life, let it pass in the past, live every day in the present and so on. I suddenly became even more sad, if someone had said these things to my father when he first had problems, maybe he wouldn't be where he is now.

I sat motionless all day, and I didn't have much appetite for dinner, and the old horse wanted to reason with me again after dinner, but I was annoyed by him and embarrassed to shut him up, so I said that you should go back to the ward first and let me calm down for a while.

I was alone in a daze, and it was not until the nurse urged me to get up and go back to the ward, and as soon as I entered the room, I saw that something seemed to be wrong with the old horse. I saw the old horse stretching out his left hand as if he wanted to hold something, but his body was restrained by his right hand and seemed to be pulled by some force and took a few steps back.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Come and help me." The old horse had some difficulty in speaking, as if it had been squeezed out of his throat, and after saying that, his right hand began to scratch indiscriminately.

"What's wrong with you?" I hurriedly asked.

"My right hand is out of control, help me hold it!"

I hurriedly went over and grabbed his right hand, but I didn't have the strength to hold it down, and I almost tripped over him, obediently, why is this old man so strong.

I took his right hand with both hands, and the old horse's left hand was also holding his right hand, but to my shock, his right hand was much bigger than I thought, and we couldn't bear it with all three hands.

"It hurts, it hurts!" The old horse screamed, his right hand had been pressed red by us, and if he continued to stalemate like this, he would have to break his bones.

"Nurse, nurse!" I yelled a few times, and at the same time my hand relieved a little of my strength, and his right hand instantly gained the upper hand, as if he wanted to pinch the old horse's neck.

When the nurse heard the call, she immediately ran in from the outside and trapped the old horse with a restraint belt, but the old horse's right hand could not exert its strength, so it stopped.

After such a toss, the old horse was finally helped to sleep on a leash, and the next morning, the old horse was taken away by the nurse, I thought it was called to check, but the old horse did not come back after several days. I asked the nurse where the old horse had gone, and the nurse said that the old horse had a tumor in his brain and went for surgery. Since surgery can be done, I guess it should be benign, but fortunately it was detected early. I asked the nurse what happened to him that day, and the nurse said it was epilepsy. But how can it be epilepsy? That day his right hand was obviously about to choke his neck.

At night, I went back to the ward and lay down, unable to figure out what was going on with the old horse's right hand. After the old horse left, I was left alone in the ward, to be honest I still miss the old horse a little, although he was a little verbose, and always sleepwalking, but it did make me not so boring, but I still hope he doesn't come back, enjoy the fresh air outside.

It is estimated that the old horse will really not come back, two days later the quilt and sheets on the old horse's hospital bed were taken away and cleaned, after the cleaning nurse asked me to help lay it, but when I made the bed, I accidentally found a notebook.

The note was stuck vertically into the gap between the bed boards, and it was so cleverly stuck that you couldn't feel it when lying on it. I curiously flipped through the notes and realized that the old horse of the patient was the old horse in my father's notes.

This notebook was written by Lao Ma himself, but I think Lao Ma probably didn't know it himself. According to the notes, Lao Ma was in a car accident on his way to work in the hospital five years ago, and had an operation on his brain, after which Lao Ma realized that he had a problem, and this situation became more and more serious over time.

At first, it was just that the left hand was uncontrollable from time to time, but then the entire left half of the body was wrong, and the old horse gradually found that his body seemed to be controlled by two people. The power of the left side of the body infected the right side of the body like a plague, until one day three years ago, the old horse woke up and found that he could not control his body at all.

The notes were very confusing, and it wasn't until I asked the nurse about the old horse's pathology that I sorted out the whole situation.

Lao Ma is a dual personality, in other words, a physical body with two souls, for the sake of narrative convenience, here it is called the main personality and the secondary personality. After the old horse's surgery, the sub-personality gradually controlled the mind, and now it is the sub-personality that controls the body, while the main personality, that is, the real old horse, is sealed in the body and cannot come out. And now Lao Ma completely forgot what happened before and was sent to a psychiatric hospital by his family.

I now finally understand what the phrase "get out of my body" written by Lao Ma means, but I still can't figure out some things, if the right hand that went crazy that day was a manifestation of the master's struggle, then why was it diagnosed with epilepsy? Could it all be the tumor in his head? But I've never heard of a brain tumor that can split a person's personality.

I suddenly realized the seriousness of the problem, assuming that the brain tumor really had an effect on his split personality, then if the brain tumor was removed, would the old horse's main personality never come out? It seems that I have to be discharged from the hospital quickly, the old horse is now my only clue, if the owner of the old horse can never come out, then my father's affairs will not be able to be investigated.

There is still a month before the next hospitalization fee, and it is too long, and if you want to be discharged early, you must get a medical certificate for recovery, but I just did the examination the day before yesterday, and the damn quack doctor actually let me stay in the hospital for observation. I wanted to ask the woman who took notes to help me go out and bring a message to the old horse, but it turned out that the woman hadn't been here for a long time.

I had no choice but to stay up day by day, hoping that the time would pass quickly, but the more this happened, the slower the time passed. After the old horse left, there was no one to play chess, which was really difficult. Three weeks later, I was sitting in the activity hall in a daze as usual, when suddenly someone patted me from behind, and when I turned around, it turned out to be an old horse!