Chapter 24 Section 17

There were also people on the university campus on Sunday, but without the peaceful and lively atmosphere when I was hospitalized, people were in a hurry, still wearing white coats in such a summer day, with an expression of not caring about the hot weather on their faces.People come to college on Sundays for great reasons, like me. Entering the research room, the orange maggot greeted him with a smiling face.Seeing her expression, I was taken aback. There was a kind of radiance on her face-this was also felt when I was discharged from the hospital.After more than ten days, this brilliance seems to increase unabated.

"How does it feel to be back in society?" Her tone is full of affection.At this moment, I didn't want to upset her, so I answered ambiguously, "It's okay."Probably because I said it a little unnaturally, she suddenly looked suspicious. She took me to another room, where Ruosheng was already waiting.After greeting as usual, he immediately started the psychological test and intelligence test, while Miss Orange was taking notes.Ruosheng is still expressionless, maybe it is the way of the experimenter, but I feel that I am purely used as a test material, and I am not very comfortable.

"By repeating these tests, can we also see a person's personality?" I asked during the psychological test. Ruosheng changed his expression of nothingness, and replied: "Yes." "Can't I see the result?" "Look at the result?" He glanced at Miss Orange, "Why do you ask?" "I want to know. I want to know what kind of person I am now, and if possible, I want to see my previous information." He winked, and Miss Ju went out, probably to report to Dr. Tang Yuan.I'm sure the rock I threw caused the ripples I'd expected.

"I'll think about it before the next test." He finished and went on to the test. When it was over, he asked me to go to the professor's room.Miss Orange was talking to the professor, I went in, and she left immediately. "Is there any trouble?" The doctor asked me to sit on the sofa, and he sat opposite.His tone was very relaxed, but I felt that it had a deep meaning, and I wondered if I was being overwhelmed. "It's more like a question." "Well, what is it?" "Side effects." I went straight to the point, "Are there no side effects of brain transplant surgery?"

"Side effects?" As if thinking about the meaning of the word, the doctor repeated, "It depends on the specific situation. Different conditions have different results." "What about me? Is there any possibility of side effects?" "In your case," the doctor seemed to be carefully considering his words, and slowly licked his lips, "We don't expect any side effects. I told you before that the brain nerve cells of your donor are ideally matched. Just It’s like putting genuine parts on the machine, so there shouldn’t be any incongruities. You’re not getting headaches or hallucinations, are you?”

"There is really no sense of incongruity. But... I always feel that something is wrong." "What is it?" "It's different from my previous self...personality, hobbies, thoughts..." I told him truthfully about all kinds of things that happened this week, mainly about going to work, and what I felt when I was dating Ah Hui some changes.I concealed two points, one was my feelings for Ah Hui, and the other was my desire to kill Usui. "Well," the doctor leaned over, trying to peek into the depths of my eyes, "it's probably because of being isolated from the world for a long time. Not only you, but people who have finished fighting against illness and returned to society will behave differently than before. It’s not surprising to see the world with an attitude.”

I shook my head: "It's not the same thing. I haven't even picked up a paintbrush once since I was discharged from the hospital. The brushwork is changing. My inner changes started when I was hospitalized." Hearing me talk about painting, the doctor fell into deep thought, as if looking for a reasonable and optimistic explanation.I continued to ask: "Can it be considered that the transplanted part has had an impact?" He opened his eyes as if he had been slammed suddenly, and raised his eyebrows: "What did you say?" "Donor's brain, don't you think it affected mine?"

"Why do you think so?" "About brain transplantation, I thought about it all night last night. Part of my brain was damaged by the accident, so I transplanted someone else's, the donor's brain slice, right?" The doctor nodded silently. "I don't know what percentage of the whole is that, assuming it is 10%, let's say my heart can still remain the same. But if the ratio is increased to 20%, will my heart still not change? Then it goes up to 30%. If only 1% of my original brain remains, and the donor’s brain accounts for 99%, it can still be said that the heart controlled by that brain is still my own. Is it? I can't think so. Although it can't be directly proportional to the amount of brain transplants, I think there should be corresponding changes."

This is my thought after calmly thinking about what Ah Hui said unintentionally before.She once asked, if your brain is all pressed, is it still you? "Your thinking is fundamentally wrong." The doctor said, "First, brain transplantation is not about repairing damaged concrete walls. There is a limit to the possibility of transplantation, and keeping a considerable part intact is the prerequisite. Second, the so-called The heart is not the brain cell itself, it is the result of the exchange of electric waves, so to the extreme, even if your head is completely filled with someone else's brain, as long as the electric wave program is your own, it can still be said to be your own heart. "

"Can one person's brain be used to assemble another person's electrocardiographic program?" Although a bit off-topic, I asked in amazement. "Of course it is impossible with the current level of science, but brain transplantation is not a problem at this level. It is just that a part of the brain that conducts electric wave exchange is damaged, and it is replaced by someone else's brain slice to restore the original program. The program contains the function of the heart." "The transplanted brain slice doesn't necessarily have the same function as the original part of the brain, does it? I think it's natural for there to be differences."

"Probably it will be different." The doctor admitted this lightly, "but this difference will not change the procedure—I mean the situation within the scope of transplantation. There may be a slight change, but I don't think they will be superficial. " "Based on it?" "The sense of balance. The sense of balance that the human brain has is amazing. As you know, you have a right brain and a left brain, each with a memory capacity for running a different conscious program. In fact, we know that having brain separation surgery makes a difference Consciousness, but when the left and right brains are linked by the brain, the consciousness will be unified, because the programs of the two will coordinate and cooperate, and small changes in brain parts will be offset." "Can that be said to be a small change? There really isn't much limit to the possibility of transplantation?" "This is the case under the current technical conditions. Regarding this point, there will probably be no significant progress in the future." It's not that I can't understand the doctor's explanation, but I still can't let go.What he said is reasonable, but in fact I have noticed changes in myself, and these changes are by no means caused by environmental changes, nor are they illusions. I slightly changed the angle of the question: "Let's not talk about the impact of brain slice transplantation. Are there no examples of accidents or brain surgery that have affected the spirit of patients before?" The doctor crossed his arms, stared at the ceiling for a while, and said, "Well, there is. The best example is brain egg removal-perhaps the worst example is more appropriate-prefrontal lobotomy to be precise. Surgery. The operation is very simple. It is to make a small opening on the side of the forehead and cut off a certain nerve fiber. This operation is used in patients with schizophrenia, those who move abnormally, or patients with advanced cancer with severe pain. The mental state of the patient after the operation It will get better, and the pain will be dulled, but on the other hand, it will bring about personality changes such as decreased motivation, obstacles in communicating with people, and excessive excitement. This operation has now been abolished, and it can be said to be a failure caused by ignorance. In addition to surgery, there are also examples of personality changes caused by head injuries caused by accidents. I heard that a hard-working and gentle man became irritable, impulsive, and unconfident after having his frontal lobe removed due to an explosion accident." "There's no guarantee that this change won't happen to me, right?" "I can't guarantee it, but I don't think it will happen. The doctor raised his chest. The examples just mentioned all happened because the original state of the brain has changed, but your brain has preserved its intact shape. I can Confidently speaking, there are at least 50,000 people in the world with less complete brains than yours, yet they believe they are normal." "But my brain has been knifed, even if it is very small, it is still possible to change?" Listen to me, the doctor grimaced: "Scientists cannot say that the probability is zero, even if it is infinitely close to zero." "Can't explain my recent mood change?" "No. But what you said just now is very good, environmental change—yes, it is it. Even if there is no operation, it will appear like a revelation from God." The doctor said here, and the phone on the table rang.He picked up the microphone and said a few words, then turned to me and asked, "Can I leave for five minutes?" "Please." After he went out, I thought about what I just said and felt that he had lied.It's strange that he doesn't pay attention to the important information that I, the subject of the experiment, is narrating.It is difficult for me to understand that he, as a scientist, should have such an attitude. I stood up from the sofa and approached his desk. The bookshelves were full of professional books and folders. My eyes stopped on a familiar thin folder, and I pulled it out to open it. Sure enough, it contained the information of the donor who gave me the brain.I still have an impression of the name Sekio Tokio.I picked up a piece of waste paper from the wastebasket, wrote down the relevant information of Tokio Sekitani, and carefully copied down his address and phone number. Don't inquire about the donor's situation - this is Dr. Tang Yuan's order, but the current situation is beyond my consideration. The doctor came back, just distracted.By this time I had sat back down. "Ruosheng conducted a computer analysis on your test results. The conclusion is that it is very normal and there is nothing to worry about. You are still the original you." He didn't look too proud, just nodded with an expected expression. "Can I see the analysis results?" The doctor frowned slightly in surprise: "Don't believe us?" "I just wanted to confirm it with my own eyes, and I was very disturbed." "It's not necessary. Besides, even if you read it, you won't understand it. It's just a bunch of boring numbers. It's not that I don't understand your mood, so let's organize it into a form you can understand." "Please." I nodded slightly and raised my eyes to look at him.The moment his eyes met, he averted his gaze.