"Oh..." The dean may have thought that Fatty Three had made some big discovery at first, but after hearing that his problem turned out to be just this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "Boss, don't be surprised, the patient has this brain wave."
The graphics are because she is dreaming. It is normal to have dreams while sleeping. And from the fact that she can dream, there should be no signs of concussion in her brain, which is a good thing."
The third fat man didn't seem to pay attention to the second half of the dean's sentence. He was focused on the first half of the sentence.
"You mean, she is dreaming?" The third fat man held his chin, rolled his eyes, and showed a hint of excitement. I have known him for a long time, and looking at his expression now, I know he must have thought of something.
matter.
Sure enough, the third fat man suddenly turned around and said to the dean: "Dean, can you retrieve all the brain wave records of this patient since the recorder was installed?"
"It's possible, but generally no one will look at those things unless there is an abnormality in the brain waves..."
Before the dean finished speaking, the third fat man interrupted him and said: "Then I'll ask you to adjust it. There is one more thing. Can you give it to all the patients on this floor... By the way, including the celebrity upstairs.
Among all the comatose patients who were sent to the hospital in this incident, I hope that each of them can wear a brain wave recorder."
San Pang's words immediately caused a stir among the people in the hospital.
The doctors began to talk to each other one after another, and seemed to have great resistance to the words of the third fat man. Even the dean who had just obeyed the third fat man could not help but ask with a grimace: "
Leader, what is the reason for your arrangement? Even though our hospital is the largest hospital in the city, we don’t have many instruments like brain wave recorders. If we want everyone to use them, I’m afraid it will be difficult.
It’s a bit difficult…”
The third fat man interrupted him and said: "Then let's find another hospital for secondment. In short, I want every patient here to wear that thing..."
The dean was a little confused: "Boss, can't you tell me the reason for doing this?"
This time, the third fat man did not explain any more, but turned to look at a staff member from the Foreign Affairs Office who came with us. Although the latter did not understand the third fat man’s intention, when he found that the third fat man was staring at
After that, he immediately turned to the dean and said, "Dean, our leader has spoken. Comrade Zhu means what he means. You must cooperate with him unconditionally."
After the people from the Foreign Affairs Office spoke, the people in the hospital could only start to follow the instructions, no matter how resistant they were.
For a while, the ward area was in a mess, and people were rushing in with brain wave recorders all the time to put on patients. Fortunately, before we visited the ward area this time, the hospital had cleared the area and put all the patients' family members away temporarily.
I rushed outside, otherwise if the patients' family members saw them, they might mistakenly think that something had happened to these patients, and they might cause a big mess.
After almost an hour of fussing, brainwave recorders have been installed on most patients' bedsides. The remaining ones have been used up and can only wait for the hospital to get new recorders from elsewhere.
Install again.
When the brainwave recorders of these patients were turned on, San Pang immediately got rid of the hospital personnel and started observing each recorder.
Almost a few minutes later, a man came over from the hospital. He was holding a lot of printed A4 papers, which contained the brainwave records of the original female patient.
Knowing that the hospital had prepared what he wanted, the third fat man also temporarily retreated from the ward, and instead took the pile of A4 papers and read them.
After almost five minutes, the third fat man suddenly raised his head and said to the person from the Foreign Affairs Office: "Can you find us a quiet place? I have something to say."
After hearing what San Fatty said, the dean, who had been standing by, asked someone to free up a doctor's office for San Fatty without anyone from the Foreign Affairs Office coming forward.
When we walked into the office, the dean originally wanted to follow us, but was kicked out by someone from the Foreign Affairs Office.
After the office door was closed, he said to me and the people from the Foreign Affairs Office: "Everyone, maybe you are a little confused about what I just did. Now I can explain. I just asked the people from the hospital to
Making such a big noise is all to prove one of my own conjectures, that is, the victims of this incident may be in a dream right now."
"Dream?" a staff member from the Foreign Affairs Office said.
"To be precise, they are dreaming. The evidence is the brainwave recorders of their people at this moment. According to the curve above, all the victims are dreaming now, without any exception. If my guess is good,
I’m afraid they had this dream from the very beginning of their sleepiness.”
The third fat man suddenly raised the pile of A4 papers towards us and said: "The evidence that can prove what I just said is the brain wave record of the female patient. You see, this is her brain wave from the time she was hospitalized. Those in the hospital
The doctor didn't notice because the brainwave recorder didn't alarm. In fact, the patient's brainwave activity had been very frequent since he was hospitalized. According to the director, this kind of curved brainwave meant that the patient
It’s a dream.”
I picked up the pile of brain wave records and glanced at them. I found that it was just as the third fat man said. The female patient's brain wave records were like waves on the seashore from the beginning, rising and falling.
There is no peaceful time.
A staff member from the Foreign Affairs Office also took a look at the brain wave records, then raised his head and asked the third fat man: "Then what does this mean?"
The third fat man said: "This proves that this incident cannot be caused by sleeping sickness. Think about it, if they were just sleeping, how could these people be dreaming all the time? Anyone with a little common sense would know
I know that when a person sleeps, he only dreams for a short period of time, and the situation of these people is obviously abnormal. So I suspect that there may be some external force that makes these people fall into dreams.
It is precisely because they are in a dream state and cannot escape, that these people can never wake up from their sleep state."
After hearing this, the people in the Foreign Affairs Office opened their mouths one by one. Someone said: "Is this... this kind of thing possible?"
The third fat man said confidently: "If you are an ordinary person, of course you will think that this kind of thing is impossible, but we are in the 749th game. Compared with a person falling into a dream and being unable to escape, we have all encountered more incredible things than this.
I have, so I think my conjecture is completely possible.”
The people in the Foreign Affairs Office were noncommittal about what San Fatty said. I think his analysis is reasonable. However, what San Fatty said is just speculation at the moment, and there is still a lack of conclusive evidence. And even if what he said is true, it will not be useful for our subsequent investigation.
, doesn't seem to be of much help.
The people in the Foreign Affairs Office had obviously thought of this. When they raised this question in front of the third fat man, the third fat man suddenly became speechless. It turned out that after a long time, this guy didn't even think about it.
How to use this clue.
At this moment, the office door suddenly opened and a doctor rushed in.
The people from the Foreign Affairs Office suddenly looked at him with some dissatisfaction and said, "Hey, what's wrong with you? Didn't your dean tell you that we are in a meeting? Get out, get out!"
The doctor who rushed in was a little out of breath at first. He wanted to take a breath, but when he saw people from the Foreign Affairs Office coming over to rush him away, he breathed out intermittently: "Everyone, ladies and gentlemen, leaders."
...Something happened!"
"What happened?"
"Death...die...a patient is dying!"
"What?!"
Hearing what the doctor said, we couldn't sit still. The impatient San Fatty rushed out of the office without even having time to wait for the doctor to take a breath.
In a corridor, the third fat man glanced around, then pointed in one direction and said to me: "Sijiu, over there!"
I followed this guy out of the office, looked in the direction he was running, and found that in front of the three fat men, there were many doctors and nurses running in the same direction, and the direction they were running seemed to be towards the corridor.