The boring life every day makes me more willing to recall the story in my dream. The bits and pieces recorded in the computer feel like a real experience. Looking at the places I have visited, I can't think of anything at all. "Ayao
"It's time to take medicine. After taking medicine, I will follow the doctor to the rehabilitation department for rehabilitation." After one month of rehabilitation, the body has regained some strength and his face has become normal. "I don't want to go, I feel very tired."
"Actually, it's not that I'm physically tired, but that I'm mentally tired. I repeat the same actions every day without knowing what's the use.
"Doctor Ma," the nurse turned to look at the man who came in through the door, and called out respectfully. "Why, I'm in a mood again. My body recovered quickly. I have been doing basic movements during this period. I will make an exception to teach you today."
Some other things, if you are willing to follow me, I will tell you." The man known as Dr. Ma looks like he is only in his twenties, but his calm personality is not at all what he should be at this age.
It seems that I am willing to try different things out of curiosity. This past week is indeed different from before. Although the movements are basic, I have already felt that the difficulty has increased. I changed my clothes and followed Dr. Ma to the rehabilitation department on the fifth floor.
"Based on your physical recovery, you can be discharged from the hospital in a week at most, but I still have a lot to teach you. From you, I see myself." Dr. Ma smiled, walked to a corner of the room, and sat on the floor.
Yi Zhongyi tapped twice, and the whole floor was shaking. At first I thought it was my imagination, but later I found out that the quality of the floor was really poor. Just ordinary tapping can make the originally flat ground become
Wrong and twisted.
"I may not be able to teach you more. The time is too short. I will teach you the basics. You have to figure out the rest on your own." Dr. Ma brought me to the punching bag and motioned for me to hit the punching bag first.
Let's see, after this month of training, I still have strength. I can't guarantee whether I can hit him or not. I can only guarantee that my hand won't break if I punch him.
I was ready, and I hit the sandbag with all my strength. Sure enough, the sandbag didn't move at all. My fist was in severe pain, as if it was about to swell. "Look, this is what I want to teach you. You can't be anxious when doing things, you must have a foundation."
That’s fine. What I’m teaching you these days is how to regulate your body’s muscles and how to use them in your life. But when it comes to such highly professional matters, it won’t work at all. You still have to rely on the basics and practice more.”
The doctor turned to the direction where he had just knocked on the floor and continued, "And when looking at things, you must see through the essence of the matter and grasp the key points. Look at this floor, that corner was laid last, and the last piece of board was finished hastily.
, the cut surfaces are not very neat, and the gaps are not filled. Although there will be no problems in a year or two, after a few cold winters and hot summers, there will be cracks and big bulges everywhere. I just let it have its own problems in advance, of course.
From today on, this room can no longer be used and needs to be renovated, haha!" A burst of hearty laughter.
After listening to this passage, I seemed to understand something, guard against arrogance and impetuosity, and start from the basics. In the dream, Volvov also told me this. When Dr. Ma and I walked out of here, I asked curiously, "What's next?"
What are you going to teach me this week?" Dr. Ma smiled, "I have already taught you what I need to teach you. You have your own opinions and insights. No one can teach you the rest, because you are better than anyone else.
All strong."
"Am I better than anyone else?" I was confused. I thought he meant that he would let me do what I wanted to do according to my own wishes and ideas. I returned to the hospital bed and opened my laptop.
, on the search engine on the web page, I typed several place names, Cantabria, Spain, a coordinate without a place name, 27°09′S 109°27′W. After querying, it was a small island in the eastern part of the South Pacific, "Easter Island"
"; Makran in Pakistan and Hash on the border with Iran. When searching for these two countries, they subconsciously check recent news, mainly local news, whether there are large-scale attacks, deaths, etc.
etc.; but in the end, no nuclear bomb or ** attack was found, which made me a little disappointed. However, there were reports in the international news that a sudden plague occurred in a village in Harsh on the border of Iran, and about 200 people died.
To prevent the outbreak of the epidemic, before the World Health Organization went there, the local government had burned the village. Looking at the photos published in the newspaper, one thing was shocking. There were four people in a house, not lying in bed.
Instead of lying on the ground, he was lying at the door. It looked like he wanted to run out but was prevented from getting out by some organization. Although I don't want to jump to conclusions, it gives me a feeling that this must be man-made and they were forced to do so.
Those who were burned alive were not burned because of the epidemic.
I sat on the bed and couldn't control my mood. No matter what, I wanted to visit these places in my dream. I told my parents that I was going to relax. Of course I didn't want them to worry. I lied
I traveled with a group by myself, and in fact, I did use a travel agency to ask them to help with air tickets, hotels, and itinerary arrangements. When I talked about the dream story with my best buddies, they all felt that
It's interesting, but when I said I wanted to visit these places, they all said they couldn't understand, "Dreams are just dreams", "It's just the results of what happened during the day, projected during sleep", etc.
, when I mentioned that I had not woken up for a month and had no symptoms, they all shut up and stopped talking. They neither supported nor objected. They just hoped that I would return safely. I smiled.
Thank you for their concern and hope they can help take care of my parents and wait for my return.
In fact, I can go out a week before I am discharged from the hospital, but visas, itinerary arrangements, etc. all take time, so I have no other choice but to wait. Since I have free time, I will follow the methods Dr. Ma said and treat myself.
a plan.
In the Department of Neurology, Dr. Ma was talking to other doctors about something, "Director Ma, we have been monitoring this patient's computer during this period. The things he recorded are incredible. Do you really think he can be discharged? Shouldn't he be discharged?"
Will he be transferred to the psychiatric department for observation?" Dr. Ma smiled and said, "I will be responsible for what I do. His experience is very rich, so rich that it exceeds your imagination. Of course, he also has mine. Although the brain
I am not a professional in neurosurgery, but peeking into people's minds is my specialty." If other doctors hadn't seen Director Ma's power, they really thought he should go to the neurology department to see a doctor. (To be continued.