"This is what I said earlier, a device that can help you communicate with others. "Dr. Sun walked in with a couple of people, pulled a strange screen over, and fixed it about a meter above my head. "There's a gaze tracker on the screen, and you can use this to select letters — blink if you confirm — and type on the screen. You can speak, but you're in the ICU, so you haven't connected to a speaker yet. ”

I looked at the dark screen, and what came to mind was the appearance of the British physicist Stephen Hawking, whom I had seen on TV before.

Will I be like him in the future, tilting my head in a wheelchair and speaking in a strange electric voice?

I don't know if there will be any eye-opening crew who will invite me to go to a show or something in the future?

But I can't move my fingers, how can I drive this wheelchair?

"Look, me, me to make her, hungry. "I was under all sorts of brains, and suddenly the screen in front of me made a strange noise.

It seems that this monitor has been touched by my eyes. I'm a little embarrassed, but this is an alternative face-scrolling keyboard, right?

"I, it's okay, accidentally, I read it wrong. A thief's magnetic male voice uttered a few words in a rhythm that seemed to have been kicked out by someone. This highly mechanical voice caught Dr. Sun's attention.

"You should familiarize yourself with the specific operation a little first, and you don't need to be in such a hurry to speak. Dr. Sun said seriously, "Actually, this system is quite fast after getting used to it." ”

"Yes........................ There was a six-second pause between the two words, and it sounded like a crappy stand-up comedian was deliberately panting.

"It's just not very suitable for praise. Dr. Sun smiled and answered, "How are you feeling now?"

"With eyes, talking, this feeling, very fresh. "I had a vague feeling that my ability to type with my eyes seemed to be becoming more proficient. Three-row keyboard, locked with a blink of an eye. Then the keyboards in each row are upright and let me go up and down again. It's like I'm being controlled by someone in this life. It's really full of sarcasm.

Is the homophonic stalk going to be deducted money?

"Freshness is put aside for a moment. Dr. Sun coughed and seemed to be holding back a smile. "Do you feel like you have something...... Uh, where do you not fit in?"

"I, I don't remember, them. My eyes were bobbing up and down, my eyelids blinking rapidly. "I, don't remember, my own, my family. ”

I felt as if the scene had suddenly cooled down.

"Do you remember any of the other parts?" Dr. Sun asked, "Do you remember what kind of profession you were in?"

"No, remember. "I can't be a comedian, can I? There's still room for growth in this profession - this mechanical voice might be more fun than my original voice.

"You work as an industry analyst at Nanshui Securities. My wife said, "You went out this morning and said you were going to get some exercise." ”

Oh, that seems to be okay. At least I don't have to worry about my eyes typing so slowly that the baggage is thrown out and scattered halfway through.

What does an industry analyst do? Detective? So, am I quite rich? If I have money, I should have a car and a house, right? So what am I going to do when I go out to exercise? I can't just collapse at home and eat and wait to die? Why can't I think about it so much, and I have to go out on the street and let the car crash?

No, I'm starting to think nonsense again.

It's getting harder and harder. The myriad thoughts that came to my mind at the same time almost drove me crazy. What the hell?

"Mr. Qian, are you alright?" Dr. Sun woke me up just in time. His voice was not loud, but it was just right to redraw my attention to his question.

"It's not good. "I typed as fast as I could, and I didn't know when the next time that feeling like I was going to get out of control would come again. "I would, have a lot, ideas. I control, no, them. Very, painful. ”

I heard the sobs of my parents and wife.

"Your head injury is mainly focused on the frontal lobe and hippocampus. This area of the frontal lobe is primarily responsible for thinking and calculus, and is related to your individual needs and emotions. And subordinated the activity to intent and motivation. The hippocampus is the area used to manage memory. "Damage to these two locations can be impaired in your ability to control your mind and some of your memory, and it can also be a side effect of surgery – which is life-saving, but it's traumatic." ”

"Yes, cure, right?" I found that this input method actually has abbreviation associations, which makes me type a little faster. "I'm not, I'll always be like this, right?"

"This needs to be evaluated by a professional neurologist. However, from our doctor's point of view, as the brain tissue gradually decreases, there will definitely be some improvement. Dr. Sun was cunning and didn't answer my question directly. Instead, some encouragement was expressed in an ambiguous way. "Regarding your current locked-in syndrome, neurosurgery thinks it's your head injury. We will also find a way to treat this part. ”

"Please, you guys. "Typing and speaking still has a feeling that the words don't make sense. After all, I can't control the intonation or speed of my speech. Anyway, if anyone could be so calm in this situation, then he must have been hit by a car and his brain was damaged.

But there's a benefit to being slow typing, and I can think twice before I say a word. In my current situation, if I blurt out something without thinking, I am afraid that it will embarrass everyone.

For example, when I met my parents and wife, my first reaction was to open my mouth and ask, "Did you recognize the wrong person?" Otherwise, when this sentence came out, I felt numb when I thought about that embarrassing scene.

Dr. Sun comforted me a few more words and left with my family. I was lying alone in the distance, looking at the dark screen and feeling a little regretful.

It's so boring to just lie in bed and look at a keyboard. It would be great if this computer had internet access!

With nothing else to do, I began to relax my mind in bed and let those strange thoughts pop out on their own. In a way, it's also a good way to relieve boredom. After such a period of personal experience, I found that I sometimes have a lot of ideas that feel stupid. And if you follow these thoughts, it will produce a pretty good entertainment effect.

For example, my wife who just appeared in front of my eyes. How did we meet? She looked a little haggard, but she was so pretty. As soon as I thought of this, I couldn't help but silently praise my former self in my heart, I did a beautiful job!

It must have been someone I took the initiative to chase. If such a beautiful girl were to be chased by others, I would surely regret hammering myself in the head—of course, not now. On the one hand, I have a problem with my brain, and I am afraid that something will happen if I hammer it, and on the other hand, I can't move my hands, and I can't hammer it even if I want to.

But on the other hand, I am lying in a hospital bed, unable to move or speak, but at least I am still alive. And listening to what Dr. Sun meant, it seems that I can continue to live.

It would be nice if I could move. I sighed. Then I slowly fell asleep in all kinds of complicated thoughts.

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