There is no scientific basis for whether there is a soul. However, a foreign scientist once conducted such an experiment. He solicited volunteers. The so-called volunteers are the same as the volunteers we usually see who serve the people.
They are different, but they are seriously ill patients who are already terminally ill and may die in the next second. Of course, many people have signed up. Everyone wants their death to have some meaning, but it is a pity that many of these people have not had time to be sent here in advance.
Reported to heaven.
But in the end, someone came to the scientist's office through luck or something. In fact, this experiment is extremely simple. It is to measure the weight of the patient in a closed room before the patient dies. Of course, smart friends
At this time, I have already thought of the scientist's intention. Yes, he just wants to test whether the patient's weight changes before and after death. Of course, if not, then the theory of the soul can naturally be abolished.
However, the result of the fact is that the weight of the patient after death measured by scientists is obviously slightly lighter than before death. So what is this slight difference? I believe it is self-evident. The lost weight is the soul that has left the spirit body.
This is also a well-known method of testing the soul in recent years. Of course, this method still has many drawbacks, such as air flow, etc., but at least people have begun to take a big step forward in the existence of the soul.
If the scientist's story is still far away from us, then Tomato will talk about what happened around us. In fact, these things were not something we wanted to talk about at first, but lately I have always felt weird, uneasy, and...
It's very embarrassing, but I have been having bad luck recently. First, the energy-saving light in the room flickered several times and then suddenly went out. Then, when I was typing in the notebook, the diode light of the power adapter suddenly exploded, making a strange beeping sound, and then...
I've always been a little out of breath when I sleep recently, and I feel like there's something pressing on my body. It takes a long time to catch my breath... And because Tomato is studying in medical school, damn, he deals with dead people every day.
, of course, it is still a little worse than the group of people in isolation who really study forensic medicine.
The Department of Forensic Medicine and the Department of Clinical Medicine actually take classes together. The Department of Forensic Medicine also has internships in the hospital. Clinicians must also be able to master the techniques that forensic doctors know. However, the interpretive knives they use are one model larger than our scalpels, and what we are looking at is
Human tissue, they are looking at stumps and severed bodies... Of course, they are used to it now. They all have cold faces and abnormal numbness. They can eat even looking at those things. Of course, ordinary doctors like us still can't do this.
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Tomato is going to tell a story that happened to me. My dormitory is on the third floor. The number is 305, and the one on my right is 303, and the one on my left is 306. In fact, the dormitory in the school is the same as the ward in the hospital.
, there are very few rooms with the number 4. At that time, we big boys who had just moved into a new school did not think so much. When the novelty wore off, we would just go and do what we should do.
I think everyone has one of the most beautiful moments in college or high school, that is the time when everyone lies in bed and turns off the lights. It is now called the golden night chat time, because the brothers in the dormitory are all
They come from all over the world, so the content of the night talks can be wild and imaginative. When it comes to night, the topic of ghosts cannot escape. At that time, I was the dormitory director, so of course I was responsible for the content of the night talks.
But this thing is really tiring, so later I just went to the Internet cafe to download Zhang Zhen's ghost story series, and played a part every night. Of course, not every story can scare people, but there are indeed some stories that are enough to scare people.
Terrified.
I remember it was a starless night. After the lights were turned off, we played a song called "The Girl in the Red Sweater Upstairs Opposite." The name was a bit long, but it also sounded weird and scary. Before we finished playing,
The brothers said to turn it off quickly, and I wanted to turn it off in my heart. As soon as I heard this, I turned off the phone immediately. Damn, I even took off the battery. I am timid. The phone is mine. I am afraid that something will happen suddenly at night.
Something popped out of the phone.
That night, I usually sleep lightly. I woke up when there was a slight movement in the dormitory. I don’t remember the specific time. Anyway, it was dark in the dormitory at that time, with only the dim lights in the corridor faintly shining through the cracks in the door.
It shines through.
I only heard a soft creaking sound, and then I turned over, and through the slit of my eyes I saw the third child slowly coming down from the upper bunk. The third child was sleeping on the upper bunk opposite. I thought he might have gotten up to relieve himself. Normally.
We don't turn on the lights when we get up at night to relieve ourselves. The reason is of course that we don't want to affect other brothers' good dreams.
At that time, I didn’t know that I had the wrong tendon. I actually watched the third child get off the bed clearly, and then I followed him. When he walked towards the door, I was stunned for a moment.
, there was a loud bang in the brain, and I saw a hazy figure in white standing in front of the boss. Damn it, the third boss actually went around, found the door, closed it, and then the urinal not far away started making a splash.
The sound of water.
Not long after, the third child came back, also bypassing the figure in white, then climbed up the bed ladder and got into bed. Not long after, there was a thunderous whirring sound. I was scared at the time. Damn, I didn’t dare.
I took a closer look at the figure in white, and quickly covered my head, not daring to lift it again, for fear of suddenly opening it, and a terrifying ghost face with blood-shot eyes would appear on my bedside. I was so dizzy that I unexpectedly
When I fell asleep, I thought it might be due to lack of oxygen.
It finally dawned the next day, and I quickly woke up the brothers in the dormitory, especially the third boy, who was sleeping like a dead pig.
The third child rubbed his eyes and asked me what I asked him to do. Of course I told him what happened last night. When he heard what I said, the third child suddenly became more awake. Then he sat up suddenly and shouted: "
Mom, don't scare me, okay? At that time, I saw the fourth child standing there and smiling at me. I thought he was being stupid in the middle of the night, so I ignored him."
The fourth child was unhappy. He was sleeping on the bunk above me. He kicked the quilt away and shouted: "Third brother, please stop talking nonsense. My fourth child excretes all the waste in his body every night before going to bed. Why?"
It will be me!"
I stepped forward to express my agreement with the fourth child, because I was indeed awake at the time. If the fourth child got down from the upper bunk, I could not have known it, and it was definitely not the fourth child.
So we fell into silence. At this moment, the second child also spoke. He curled his lips and told us that he also saw the white shadow last night, but what he saw was not the fourth child, but me...
At that time, we were all confused. Who is this person? The third child saw the fourth child, the second child saw me, and who I was looking at. Then I thought about what I saw was a woman, a
A girl with a hazy image. When I think about it now, I can't help but break out in a cold sweat. I remember when we first moved here, the whole dormitory was full of girls' things, such as sanitary napkins, makeup, and other things. At that time, the whole dormitory was full of things.
We thought that maybe this boys' dormitory had been occupied by girls before. Thinking of this, I remembered in vain that when I first came here to make the bed boards, I saw a two-inch photo of a girl. She was quite beautiful.
A girl with long black hair, lively eyes, and a white chiffon shirt.
I told the other brothers in the dormitory about this matter, and they said that Bai Ying might be related to the girl, so we split up to inquire about it. Since Tomato was a member of the students at the time, the president was a very easy-to-talk girl.
, although she looks ordinary, she loves to laugh. So after a club activity, I secretly pulled her out and asked her about it.
When the president heard this, she felt something was wrong. She asked me if I was dazzled. Damn it, although I was a little short-sighted, I couldn't let everyone else in the dormitory be short-sighted, so she couldn't stand my repeated pestering.
She finally told me the truth of the matter. She said that in fact, the number 305 on the third floor was not originally this number, but 304. This matter happened in the first semester. There were six girls living in that dormitory, including one
She is quite beautiful. It is true that beauty is a disaster for a woman. People lined up to pursue her, but no one succeeded.
I jokingly asked the president if she had anyone chasing her. She rolled her eyes at me and continued talking without saying anything. Among so many boys, there must be some outstanding ones. She couldn't exclude all of them.
, later, in order to no longer be the target of public criticism, she chose a boy with ordinary appearance and excellent academic performance. She thought that if the famous girl had a master, no one would care about her anymore, but there was a boy who was a naughty boy who did not give up. He once vowed to
Chase that girl.
Finally, during the seven-day National Day holiday, all the girls in the dormitory went home. Since her home was far away, she did not go back. Instead, she stayed in the dormitory to read and study. That night, the ruffian man sneaked in.
They entered the girls' dormitory. Of course the girls refused to resist, so the ruffian boy wanted to be a bully. Unexpectedly, the girl was so stubborn that she bit off the boy's finger and ran to the window to call for help. The boy was afraid of attracting the school security, so he and the girl
She struggled in front of the window. Without paying attention, the girl leaned forward and fell from the third floor of the dormitory with a gasp. Her head fell directly to the ground. At that time, the bright red blood and white brain matter were mixed together, and it was
Never die with eyes in peace.
After hearing this, needless to say, my whole body was numb. Damn it, we were tricked into a haunted house by the school. It was impossible to change dormitories. The dormitories at that time were fully booked.
, we reported the matter, but unexpectedly we received a scolding. The leader arranged for a political teacher to talk to us about materialism all night, saying that we people had made idealistic mistakes in our heads, which was wrong.
At that time, I thought: Damn, if you have the ability, don’t be idealistic. Come and sleep in the dormitory for one night! Of course, this was just what I said in my heart. On the surface, I just snorted. Later, I thought about it and just listened to this bullshit political teacher.
There was no solution, so we kicked him out while promising to correct his mistakes. After the politics teacher left, we began to think about solving this problem ourselves. We couldn't leave a ghost wandering in the room. Who would be here tonight?
I can bear it.
Later, I thought that the reason why this girl’s soul was uncertain was definitely because the resentment had not been eliminated. So what should I do? The only way was to eliminate the girl’s resentment, but how to eliminate it became a problem. We, the future doctors of the medical school, diagnosed
I'm good at prescribing medicine for illnesses, but I'm really not good at exorcising ghosts and spirits. Then I thought about the 'beasts' like the forensic medicine department. They look at that thing every day, and they must have some secret.
So I found a person who I have a good relationship with in the forensic medicine department. I won’t mention his name, so let’s call him W. W is a very fierce person. He is the only classmate who can see the last classmate in the anatomy teacher’s class, and his eyes are very good.
Without blinking an eye, no matter how strange a person is, of course he must have his own unique method.
w After listening to me finish talking about the dormitory, he adjusted his glasses. I forgot to mention that this guy also wore a pair of glasses. The degree is a mystery. Anyway, it looks like it is in circles. It is estimated that it is at least more than 500 degrees.
.w told me that the female ghost had lingering grievances. Later, W asked me how the incident was resolved. I said I didn’t know, so I called the president and asked the president who refused to reveal how many people were chasing her, what happened in the end.
How to solve it? The president scolded me and told me that the rogue student was expelled from the school. Since his father was still somewhat powerful in the local area, the matter was kept private.
When I heard about W's case, I became angry. Damn, these days, the rich and powerful are really lawless. I asked W what should I do. W told me that there are two ways. One is to sentence the boy from back then or directly give him to prison.
I'm stuck. I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. The man's father is an official and it's difficult to deal with. The police didn't continue the investigation back then. What can we doctors do? I asked him the second way. W told me,
The second method is to transcend the girl's soul. I said how to transcend, but w said the method is very simple, that is to use the pen fairy method to call out the girl's soul and ask her what she wants to do.
God knows how we college students with materialistic ideas could use the pen fairy. That night we invited the pen fairy under the guidance of W. At that time, the pen tips were pointed at the four points h——a——i——r.
Above the letters, my English is naturally not too bad. Hair means hair, so we started to wonder why it was hair. Later, I thought it was because a girl’s hair was left here, so she couldn’t ascend to heaven.w
We agreed immediately, so we started searching for girls’ hair in the dormitory.
It's quite sad to say that my bed at that time was an iron bed with steel pipes on both sides. One of the steel pipes was exposed and seemed to be covered with paper or something. It was covered with dust, so I used
The tweezers took out the wad of paper. Damn it, later I found that the wad of paper brought out a large bunch of long hair with blood stains on it. The discovery of this thing shocked everyone in the dormitory, especially me.
, God damn it, I actually slept with this thing for so long, it’s really ridiculous.
Later, under W's guidance, we burned the hair, and the girl's soul did not appear again. But I always feel bad when I think about it. Of course, it's not because I slept with that hair for a few days.
, but the bastard who caused the girl's death is still alive. When I think about this, my teeth itch, but what have we done? This is how this society is. All my hopes are placed on these future forensic classmates in the school.
Maybe justice will be done to them, and even if there is only one of them, it will be a great blessing.