Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 494: The twelfth live broadcast

Chapter 494 The Twelfth Live Broadcast

"This buddy really has a bad temper." I sorted out the case and took it in my hand: "At the critical moment, I can only rely on myself."

"Teacher, stop! Teacher! Wait!" Before Dr. Yan could react, the tall and thin man had already walked outside the door, and he quickly chased after him, looking even more embarrassing than his own teacher.

In spite of everything, it took a lot of effort to pull the tall and thin man back. In order to prevent the other party from disagreeing and leaving again, Dr. Yan simply locked the door of the ward: "Teacher, please help me. This patient is a bit special, but it should be hard for you, don't you just want to test your academic achievements?"

"Do you think I'm a god? Brain function is completely lost, and consciousness exists or not. How do you ask me to save it?" Back talking, he paused for a moment.

"Teacher, please help me. It may be that there is a problem with our equipment." Doctor Yan glanced at Teacher Chen secretly, as if he had made a secret decision, and leaned sideways beside the tall and thin man's ear. He whispered: "Teacher, if you can successfully wake her up this time, I will definitely help you apply for a death row prisoner to serve as a volunteer to cooperate with you in the next step of research."

The voices of the two of them are very low. If I hadn't strengthened my hearing, I wouldn't be able to hear them clearly.

"Criminals acting as volunteers? Is this Dr. Truman interesting?" I paid a little attention to him. He is tall and thin, and looks like a bamboo pole. The eye sockets are sunken, and there are obvious dark circles under the eyes. It seems that he has not slept well for a long time.

"This is the top psychologist and neurology doctor in China? He looks like an older Internet addict." I shook my head and continued to look at the case in hand.

The tall and thin man discussed with Dr. Yan for a long time but still could not reach a consensus.

Dr. Yan had already talked to Teacher Chen before, and it was very embarrassing to be caught in the middle. He couldn't change his teacher's thinking even though he tried his best to persuade him.

"Stop talking nonsense, you know who I am, and I'm right, I can't save this woman, so I'm too lazy to waste time, get out of the way."

The thin and tall man looked unhappy, and Dr. Yan hurriedly apologized beside him, but there was no trace of arrogance: "Teacher, human life is at stake. This girl is an orphan. She has a pitiful background. She has suffered a lot of stares and neglect since she was a child. Almost never feel happy..."

In Dr. Yan's words, Ye Bing's life was worse than that of a little match girl, but it was these miserable words that stopped the tall and thin man from walking, which seemed to arouse his deep feelings. Deep resonance.

The thin and tall man sighed: "Xiao Yan, if the clinical records are true, then this girl's consciousness has dissipated. Do you understand the meaning of dissipated? It means that she is no longer in our world. If you want to find her, you have to Go to another world."

"The world of the dead? Heaven? But this woman's body functions can still function normally, we can't directly define her death. Teacher, please help her." Dr. Yan, who was in his forties, was killed by thirty The year-old Trumen was called Xiaoyan, and he didn't feel the slightest sense of disobedience.

"She didn't die, but it's about the same as death." The tall and thin man put his hands in his pockets: "Whether the world I'm talking about exists or not is still controversial in the academic circles, and it cannot be determined. According to For my research, let’s call it the deep dream world.”

"Snap!" I was startled, and the case list in my hand fell to the ground, but I quickly covered it up and lowered my head to pick up the case.

"Deep dream world?"

Dr. Yan and Mr. Chen both looked at the tall and thin man curiously, but this doctor with an extremely bad temper didn't intend to continue talking at all. He had an expression on his face that you are all mortals and are not worthy of talking to me: "You guys don't understand. According to my guess, that place is the final destination of the lost consciousness. It is a world made up of memory splicing and piling up. It is hidden in a certain place in the brain. No one can find it exactly where it is. It's here."

"Teacher, please think again!" Dr. Yan said everything, but the tall and thin man answered in three words - impossible.

After struggling for half an hour, the thin and tall man finally made a slight concession: "Okay, okay, give me the case, and I will find time to study it for you these few days."

"How many days?" Dr. Yan said with a bitter face, "Teacher, life is really at stake, the patient's vital signs are constantly declining, what if..."

"You can save me if you want? When I talk, just keep your mouth shut. This time, I will help you with your research for the sake of volunteers. Don't go out to give favors under my banner in the future." His temper is like a stone in a latrine, smelly and hard, it doesn't make sense at all.

Doctor Yan has completely given up hope. His teacher is indeed a genius in certain fields, so he is qualified to ignore anyone. Even if the superiors come to inspect, this buddy still doesn't give him any face.

Someone once persuaded him, saying that he would offend the leader if he did so, and he would be put on small shoes. As a result, this guy kicked the trash can in his laboratory to that person, and there were several layers of letters from famous foreign laboratories in it. Invitation issued.

Doctor Yan smiled helplessly at Mr. Chen: "I'm sorry, Mr. Chen, I didn't expect that either."

"It's okay, it's Ye Bing's fate." Mr. Chen waved his hands, sat on the chair, and didn't say another word to Dr. Yan.

"Is it over? Give me the case quickly, and you'd better tell the above about the volunteers as soon as possible."

The tall and thin one really doesn't give Dr. Yan face at all. The farce in the house is coming to an end, and I am also very happy. I pick up the case in my hand and hand it to the tall and thin one, hoping that he will leave quickly and stop messing around here.

"Isn't it over if you give it to me earlier? Time is wasted like this..." The thin and tall man was going to get the case sheet casually, but he stretched his hand halfway, saw my face, and suddenly followed me It was like seeing a ghost, and I yelled!

Caught off guard, I was also taken aback, I frowned and looked at him: "Are you trying to wake up the patient?"

"It's you?!" The tall and thin man stared at my face and said two words inexplicably.

"You know me?" I grabbed the vase on the bedside table in my hand, there is no way, I have too many enemies.

"I can't say we know each other." The tall and thin man turned his eyes between Ye Bing and me a few times, and suddenly asked: "What is the relationship between the patient and you?"

"Is it important?" My tone was a little cold, "It's my ex-girlfriend."

The tall and thin man nodded: "You want to save her too?"

"Isn't this nonsense?" I held the vase, and I figured that with his small stature, I could almost knock it down in one fell swoop.

"What a coincidence, it's interesting." The thin and tall man looked very strange, "If it was you, how would you save this comatose woman?"

"Are you a doctor, or am I a doctor? If I can save you, why are you here?" I feel more and more that something is wrong with this tall and thin man.

"Don't tell me, right?" The thin and tall man raised his eyebrows, with a rare smile on his mouth: "Then I'll change my mind now, and let me treat this patient!"

The tone of the thin and tall man suddenly changed, and several people in the room were a little uncomfortable.

"Teacher, I knew you wouldn't let me down." Dr. Yan ran to the tall and thin man, but the tall and thin man ignored him and stretched out his left hand to me: "Let me introduce you formally. Truman, I hope our future cooperation will be pleasant."

"Left hand? Are you left-handed?" I had no choice but to extend my left hand to shake his hand. To be honest, I am still confused. I should have never seen him before. Why does he look like he knows me?

"Have we met somewhere before?" I felt more and more strange, looking at the weird and excited smile on the tall and thin man's face, I always felt that something was going to happen.

"Maybe." The tall and thin man stared at my face, waved out a list, and asked Dr. Yan to pick up various tools for treatment, while he asked me all kinds of things, as if he was interested in my profession. particularly interested.

All the treatment equipment was in place at 7:30 in the evening. Dr. Yan invited Mr. Chen and the tall and thin one to have dinner, while I hid in the last cubicle of the bathroom alone with my mobile phone in the underworld show.

The pointers crossed, and the bell for the start of the game sounded over the city.

"It's eight o'clock!"