Ji Xiang told Xu Leyu what he had just said.

The system NPC hunched his back and sighed slightly, "Doctor Xiaoji, let me tell you a story." ”

Ji Xiang was solemn.

"I used to take a student with me, and when he communicated with patients, he always said that interventional surgery is not painful, and there are only tension receptors on the blood vessels, so I can rest assured.

Later, he had surgery for a hemangioma, and the scream was so miserable that I almost thought I had misoperated. Later, Zhou Congwen directly slapped him and told him to be quiet, and the operation was successfully completed. ”

"......" Ji Xiang thought of Professor Zhou's slap.

"That's why it's so important to empathize." System NPC Path.

"Teacher, what I want to ask is ......"

"Although I don't recommend empathizing with depression and mental illness, you have passed the first stage and are of good mind, and now I ask you, do you want to try?" The system NPC asked.

Ji Xiang hesitated.

Everything else is fine, but you have to empathize with mental illness......

I'm just here to ask if it's okay!

The system NPC was not in a hurry, he looked at Ji Xiang quietly, did not speak, and waited for Ji Xiang's choice.

"Teacher, I'll try. However, I asked in advance, there is no danger in empathy. Ji Xiang was a little apprehensive.

"I have empathized with 121 people with mental illness, and the simplest one is taken out for you to try." The system NPC laughed, "With what I know about you, it should be fine." ”

Ji Xiang admires the NPCs of the system to the core.

Depression and mental illness can be felt by the elderly hundreds of times!

Is his nerves and spirit iron-clad?

The system NPC hunched his back to his back, turned around and walked to the next operating room, and said softly as he walked, "Because it is a spiritual empathy, if you have any discomfort, you can come out at any time." ”

"Good, good." Ji Xiang was finally relieved.

"It's like a horror movie, after watching it, you know what it's like in their spiritual world. But it's just to know that you have to remember that this is someone else's world. ”

With the guarantee of the system NPC and the mechanism of exiting at any time, Ji Xiang was suddenly not afraid of anything, and followed behind the system NPC with great interest.

"Teacher, can't I pick the perspective?"

"No, this time you can only empathize from the perspective of a bystander. If it goes well, talk about it after 10 times. ”

Ji Xiang knew that the system NPC was protecting himself, so he didn't say anything.

Follow the system NPC to the next operation room, the light flickered, and Ji Xiang saw it when he opened his eyes......

See......

I saw a pair of red embroidered shoes, and the shoes were 5cm from the ground.

A white light poured in from the window lattice, and the dust flew in the pillar of light, reflecting on the red embroidered shoes, and an eerie feeling arose.

Is this the patient's inner world or reality?

Ji Xiang was puzzled.

"Help!"

A familiar voice came, and Ji Xiang realized that he was shouting for help.

He struggled to crawl away, looking back in a panic.

This time, Ji Xiang saw clearly, a woman with long black hair covering half of her face, wearing white clothes and red embroidered shoes, was coldly "looking" at herself behind her.

As soon as he was nervous, Ji Xiang almost chose to recall.

But at the last moment, Ji Xiang still held back.

He was a little scared, and at this moment, Ji Xiang also understood why the system NPC wanted to feel the inner world of the mentally ill patient from the perspective of a bystander.

It turned out to be really scary!

Ji Xiang immediately saw the woman in white floating in mid-air raise her hand.

Her fingernails glistened like daggers.

Damn it!

If you have a mental illness and see this kind of ghost thing every day, you want to die, Ji Xiang thought of it for the first time.

As soon as the woman in white raised her hand, Ji Xiang thought that she would chase and kill "herself". Ke Jixiang was stunned to see her hand fall directly and fall on the white clothes.

"Puff~"

There was a muffled sound.

Ji Xiang felt a sharp pain in his right leg.

The woman in white poked her nails on her own legs, but it was Ji Xiang who was injured, and Ji Xiang was stunned.

Although "myself" was injured, he knew the danger and struggled to crawl out.

However, the woman in white raised her hand again.

Finished!

I will surely die.

died just after coming, Ji Xiang felt ridiculous in his heart. Although he knew that it was just empathy, no fear, he felt that it was nonsensical to the extreme.

Ji Xiang saw dagger-like nails slicing across his abdomen.

Soon, all the power in his body quickly disappeared, and Ji Xiang even saw his intestines being cut off, and his body moved forward, and the intestines remained in a pool of blood behind him.

Is this the end of it?

Ji Xiang thought to himself.

No, how could it be so fast!

It took less than 1 minute to empathize with myself, and I was sent out by the woman in white without resistance, which was just a joke.

"Ah~"

With an exclamation, "myself" sat up from the bed.

Ji Xiang let out a sigh and looked around, but there was no woman in white.

It turned out that a mentally ill patient was dreaming just now, but now it is the real space.

"Myself" covered his chest with his hands, kept taking deep breaths, and sweated profusely.

It looks like I'm scared enough.

Got up, washed, the sky was bright outside, and Ji Xiang walked out of the rental house.

It's a little cold outside, it's late autumn, the autumn wind is blowing, and yellow leaves are falling all over the streets.

There are sanitation workers sweeping the floor, and they occasionally raise their heads to look at Ji Xiang, also like the walking dead.

Ji Xiang was a little skeptical, could it be the empathy of the overlapping countless spaces in Inception? Or does it mean something else?

If that's the case, it's too complicated, and the world of the mentally ill is really chaotic.

The neon lights of the hospital not far away are flashing - the First People's Hospital of Jinghai City.

Ji Xiang quickly recalled, but he was stunned to find that "his" mind was actually locked, and he didn't know what had happened before, and he didn't know his specific information.

When I came to the hospital, I took the elevator upstairs and saw the words "Neurology Second Ward".

But instead of entering the ward, he stopped at the nurse's station.

The handover book of the nurse's station was placed on the table, and I took out my mobile phone and took a photo and sent it to the group.

Well? Is this dry hair?

Ji Xiang was stunned.

He then left and began to eat breakfast, looking at the picture as he ate it.

It is clearly written in the handover book that a total of six patients were admitted to the night shift last year, and the diagnosis was also written.

I'm starting to look for something specific based on each diagnosis.

Oh, I should be afraid that the director will ask questions when the shift is handed over, and if I can't answer it, I will be scolded at the head.

Ji Xiang experienced this kind of thing when he was an intern, and it is more in line with Mr. Wei's psychology.

When encountering a stern director, it is easy to live like a year. Like the "self" in front of me, I came to the shooting shift early in the morning to see what patients were accepted last night, and I felt sad when I thought about it.

Thinking of this, Ji Xiang relaxed.

It doesn't seem to be as scary as the system NPCs say, at least so far everything is normal.

(End of chapter)