"Arjun, you can talk. It doesn't matter. Just say what you want to say. It's like talking in your sleep. It's okay."
Sister Liang's gentle voice came slowly, but Gu Jun's heart was still tense, and the bloody death process of the two deceased flashed before his eyes.
The old woman's operation progressed to cutting off her collarbone with a wire saw. Zhu was responsible for sawing, and he was responsible for pulling the old man's deformed limb. The sound of sawing bones gradually turned into a faint wailing sound, and he gradually no longer needed his pressure, and the old man just
Not moving at all...
There was also the little boy. His immature body could not exert much strength, but he kept struggling and crying until he died.
Die together, die together...
Their twisted, bloodless faces and dilated pupils that lost their energy seemed to be torturing his soul.
Aren't you a doctor? Why didn't you save us? Why did you make us suffer so much?
"Ajun, Ajun?" Sister Liang's voice came again, this time with a commanding tone: "If you feel uncomfortable, please stop imagining, take a deep breath, return to the relaxed feeling of your body, and leave the situation.
, breathe, relax..."
"No..." Gu Jun murmured defensively, "I do have something to say to them."
"Then you say it, just say it." Sister Liang was not in a hurry to get him out of the situation and entered the treatment stage: "They are right there, they will hear it."
Gu Jun was silent for a while before finally speaking: "I'm sorry, I can't save you. To put it very cliché, I, Master Zhu and they have tried their best. It's very hard to let you suffer all that in vain."
Sorry... I hope you can rest in peace..."
"Yes, they will understand you." Sister Liang comforted her, and with her authoritative and trustworthy words, she healed and dispelled the shadow in his heart: "Ajun, doctors are not omnipotent, we are all just ordinary people.
In order to heal patients, sometimes they do suffer some pain, but you just did what you should do, don't blame yourself."
Although this is just a cliché, when a person is in a hypnotic state, his suggestibility will be significantly improved, and he may even accept the hypnotist's suggestive instructions uncritically.
Therefore, the information Sister Liang said will be more effective for Gu Jun to accept, thereby achieving the therapeutic purpose of changing cognition and eliminating anxiety.
Sister Liang continued to instill: "It is a good thing to have empathy, but you cannot be blinded by empathy, because as a doctor, you will face life and death a lot in the future. As long as you stick to medical ethics, it is a good thing to be hard-hearted. First of all, you will face life and death a lot.
Only by taking good care of yourself can you heal others."
Sister Liang watched Gu Jun's facial muscles relax more and more, indicating that the treatment was effective.
She then looked at the GSR data and EEG waveform trends on the instrument screen, both of which showed that Gu Jun was calming down. She immediately made some judgments and added a sentence to the test report in her mind: "The subject is very concerned about the results of the surgery (level 8)
, feels guilty for the two deceased patients, has high empathy, and has no evil emotions.”
The subject cared so much about this matter, and for him, this was actually a highly impactful situation.
"Sister Liang, can you understand..." Gu Jun murmured, "I have really tried my best."
Now he feels much more comfortable, and some of the dark clouds that have been weighing on his heart for half a month have dissipated. No wonder Zixuan looked like he was in a spa just now...
After Gu Jun relaxed for a while, Sister Liang asked him to imagine a high-impact situation of "personally dissecting the corpse of his friend Cai Zixuan."
The results were in line with her expectations. Gu Jun's reaction was not big, and he could still joke: "The quality of Zixuan's skull is really high. There is no hair covering it. It's so clear." If it weren't for the instrument showing that he was still in a hypnotic state.
, Sister Liang must think that he has woken up.
She has seen the personality test results in Gu Jun's file. It's really strange! People with high spiritual intelligence usually easily fall into imagined situations and act more excited than others, like Wang Ruoxiang, who has a B+ spiritual intelligence.
That way, the influence of gnosis will be balanced back when calculating the s value.
Gu Jun's A+ can still remain stable. Based on this calculation, his S value is very high.
However, Gu Jun’s review report included the reviewer’s opinion: “It is inferred that there are abnormal memories in the subject’s subconscious. It is not yet clear whether the high spiritual intelligence is related to this.”
Sometimes, this amazing talent is an abnormality itself.
"Ajun, when I was a child, my mother often asked me to eat more." Sister Liang said, starting the next step of the evaluation, "Will your mother do the same?"
"My mother..." Gu Jun's breathing suddenly became rapid again, "I don't remember her very well. Sister Liang, you must know my life experience... but I don't know anything. I didn't lie to you. What a shame."
The company, what they are studying, I really don’t know.”
"I don't have permission to see all your files, and I don't know what Latham company you are talking about."
Sister Liang lowered her voice and did not offend his psychological defense, "I know that you may have abnormal memories in your subconscious, such as false memories that were brainwashed by others, or lost memories that others asked you to forget. Can we
How about digging it out? You can try it."
Gu Jun was a little resistant, but he also wanted to give it a try. What could it be? If he could really find out in this way...
"Okay." He said, "I want to know the answer too."
"That's it. Just stay relaxed, listen to what I say and imagine."
Sister Liang first let Gu Jun relax quietly for a while before she officially started: "There is only darkness around you, and you are in the darkness, but when you see a light in front of you, you walk over slowly, step by step, then
There is a door next to it, and the light shines in from behind the door. Behind it is the memory that you vaguely feel happened, but you can't remember it. You slowly walk over, go to the door, and walk out...
"
Gu Jun closed his eyes and felt that there was some hazy light and a red door in front of him.
He walked over step by step, walked out of the red door, and walked into the light...
"Tell me, what did you see?" Sister Liang asked.
Gu Jun walked in the light and shadow, walking in the fog, looking around, unable to see clearly, his breathing gradually became heavier, his brows furrowed, and his eyes twitched...
"Is it a place you have been to?" Sister Liang gave some hints to guide him, "Is it your home?"
All memories have scenes, because human perception occurs in specific scenes. There is no need to pay special attention at that time, and unconscious memories will naturally form in the brain. As long as the scene is recalled, the memory will come out. This may also be déjà vu.
One of the reasons for the feeling.
As Gu Jun listened, a feeling of déjà vu surged through his mind. The unclear lights and shadows began to take shape, and the scene...
"It's a room." He murmured, "I'm in a room."
"What does this room look like? Is it your room?"
Gu Jun looked around. It was a warm and elegant children's room. There were many colorful pictures on the walls, some of them crooked, as if they were drawn by children... Although he felt familiar, he couldn't tell where it was. He was there.
Been here?
"A small room with many pictures..."
"Picture? Who drew it? Is someone drawing?"
After hearing Sister Liang's question, Gu Jun suddenly saw some hazy lights and shadows, and he described: "There was a little boy sitting on the floor, maybe only a few years old, drawing something on the paper with a watercolor pen.
"
"Who is that little boy? Do you know him?"
"It seems to be me..." Gu Jun murmured, looking at the memory image, "It's me... My mother is here too, sitting next to me..."
He heard another voice, not from Sister Liang, but from this memory. It was his mother asking him: "Xiaojun, how should I write the word tree? Can you tell your mother?" Mom.
He handed him another piece of drawing paper, which had a pattern of trees drawn on it.
"Yes!" The little boy nodded happily, took the drawing paper and put it on the ground, then took a watercolor pen and scribbled vigorously on the edge of the trees on the paper, "It's done!"
The little boy threw down the colored pen and raised the drawing paper high with both hands, happily.
"Ah..." Gu Jun's eyes suddenly opened and he let out a painful and confused cry...
It's a variant text. The "trees" written by the little boy are that variant text.
He scratched his head hard, but the ruthless memory fragments continued in front of his eyes.
The mother immediately took the drawing paper in her hand and looked at it as if she had found a treasure. There was a strange fanaticism in her eyes. She looked at it for a while and then handed another drawing paper to the little boy: "What about this word?
?Chongzhi, how do you think I should write it?"
"That's it!" The little boy took the drawing paper and put it on the ground, picked up the colored pen and started scribbling again.
Another variant...worm, worm, the same word...
Gu Jun suddenly saw clearly. On the floor around the little boy and his mother, there were stacks of drawing papers with various patterns. Next to the patterns were scrawled the corresponding foreign words: Darkness