Chapter 3 Primer two

Mr. Ye Buyu personally: Hello. Let me introduce myself first.I am a neurologist named Song Jiaming, and I am currently working in the No. 1 Hospital of Gaolong City.I should have been very happy when the internship expired and I was about to become a regular, but recently I met a strange patient who constantly challenged my medical theories and scientific views. Now, I don't know what is true and what is false. The patient's illness was very strange. At the time of judgment, my teacher and I agreed that he should suffer from intracranial compression.Judging from the patient's condition, her constant hallucinations are indeed a manifestation of the compression of the brain nerves, and the X-ray radiation has also confirmed that there is indeed something in the patient's brain...

My patient is a poor girl, but as the saying goes, the poorer the girl, the more weaknesses she has.It is said that character determines destiny. An optimistic, positive and strong woman can never tolerate being pitiful; and a girl is so pitiful, which must show that her character has too many pessimistic and negative colors. She didn't tell me about her experience, but she often showed a sad look.This 21-year-old girl is actually very strong. She has been silently enduring her own hallucinations, and she will also smile nicely at the people around her. The teacher and I have always regarded her as an ordinary patient, and she is very cooperative, but there is a trace of pity in her eyes, or self-pity.

Until one day, I asked about her condition as usual, and when I was about to leave, the girl suddenly asked me: "Doctor Song, is it really a disease I have?" "Of course it is a disease." I nod. "I don't think so." The girl seemed tired, so she closed her eyes. "Trust the doctor." I was a little curious about what the girl was thinking, so I asked, "You don't think you're sick?" "No, I've always been in good health." "Many people think that they are in good health, but once they get sick, it is a serious illness. Because of this kind of carelessness, people in the hospital die every day because their illnesses are not detected in time."

I realized that I said too much, which would affect the mentality of the patient, so I quickly apologized: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean you. Your condition is very stable, and you will be discharged from the hospital soon." "Really?" The girl shook her head, "I don't think I'll get better." "Why do you think so? You are not terminally ill." "Because your treatment does not treat the symptoms at all, let alone the root cause." The girl smiled wryly. I was a little dazed. The medicines I prescribed were all mentally suppressive, especially for her current condition.Could it be that this girl was brought up in a medical family and saw a mistake that a rookie didn't notice?or……

"Please forgive me, I just said that I am a special case. On other people, the doctor's treatment method must be effective, but I am not mentally ill." "Well, can I ask why?" I was curious. "Because what I have is not a disease, and there is no way to explain it with science or medicine." The girl beckoned to me mysteriously to let me get closer, then lowered her voice, "I'm being haunted by a ghost." "What did you say?" I thought I didn't hear clearly, so I asked again. "I'm haunted by ghosts." The girl leaned towards my ear.

"What? Ghost?" After I realized it, I showed a painful expression that wanted to laugh but didn't dare to.It's really funny that this girl would believe that there are ghosts in the world, and her illness is caused by ghosts. "Laugh if you want, anyway, I'm used to it." The girl pouted, angrily. "I didn't mean to laugh, really!" I scratched my head and suppressed my smile. "Many patients who go to the psychiatric department feel that they have unreasonable problems for some reason, which is normal. Didn't you say that you often see hallucinations? Because there is a small piece of unknown object in your brain that is pressing on the nerves. , hallucinations are normal."

"People usually think that the scary hallucinations in their own brains are ghosts and gods, and it's normal. Just do an operation to remove that piece of your head, and you will definitely recover, and you will never think you are haunted by ghosts again!" "Really? "The girl seemed to be convinced by my call. "It's absolutely true! Although I'm still a medical rookie just out of school, I have confidence in your condition and can definitely cure you." "Then pull the hook." The girl stretched out her white and slender little finger. I hesitated for a moment, smiled slightly, and pulled the hook with her.

"If you pull the hook and hang yourself, you can't forget it in a hundred years." There was a happy smile on the face of the girl who hadn't basked in the sun for a long time. This is the most beautiful smile I've ever seen in my life, and it's also the first time I've seen her smile. From that day on, I started to pay attention to her.He also secretly swore that he must cure her. But not long after, I realized something was wrong.The girl's illness is not simple at all, and it is far from being as simple as hallucinations. The unknown object in her skull is only two cubic centimeters in size, but no matter how many instruments are used to detect it, it is impossible to determine what it is.

The teacher said that a craniotomy should be performed to remove the foreign body before observation and research, but I have a different opinion.Craniotomy is usually accompanied by great danger, not to mention the current situation is not clear, there is no way to know whether the things in the girl's head are connected with the brain, and the consequences are fatal. Even a rookie like me knew something, but the teacher had informed the girl and her family in another way, and thus obtained the surgery contract signed by the girl's relatives.The teacher is a well-known neurologist at home and abroad, and also an expert in craniotomy. Her paintings are very credible, but he lied to the girl and her family.

At least I know very well that without surgery, the girl can live a good life, and the foreign body can be slowly suppressed and reduced through drugs, but with surgery, the girl's brain may be damaged.After all, we have no way of knowing the presence of foreign objects in the brain, not even X-rays. On the X-ray film, the position where the foreign body exists is like a black hole, which brings great risks and uncertainties to the operation. The teacher insisted on the operation, and I had no choice but to stop it. Even if I knew that the teacher would use the girl's specialness to lay the foundation for my thesis, there was nothing I could do in the end.

The only thing I can do is to stand in the assistant's position, watch the operation in silence, and protect her secretly. The operation went smoothly. After the girl's brain was opened, a black object with a size of two cubic centimeters was exposed. Everyone was stunned for a few seconds. The thing looked disgusting, like a distorted human face. The teacher clipped it out with a clip and put it in a petri dish, and then asked me to deal with the aftermath. Unexpectedly, after the foreign body was removed, the girl who should have returned to normal began to become abnormal on the third day. She often yelled hysterically, and many unbelievable things appeared on her body. Horrible things began to happen gradually, and the girl's eyes became more and more terrified. She seemed to be afraid of everything she saw. Now I really don't know the boundary between reality and illusion, and gradually sink into a world as creepy as hers. At this moment, the knowledge I have acquired in nineteen years from elementary school to junior high school to high school to medical school seems extremely pale and powerless. Mr. Yebuyu, I thought of you when I was most helpless.I am your loyal reader, I have read your novels over and over again.The few papers you have published in journals on science and pseudoscience have been like a bright light, and I am completely overwhelmed now. So I ask you for help, come help me, help that poor girl. I hooked my fingers with her, trying to cure her, but now I'm already powerless. I hope you can bring us hope, if you are as wise as described in the book, you will definitely help us.So I found your email address and sent you this letter. Attached is a copy of the monitoring records of the hospital, I believe you will be interested. Looking forward to reply as soon as possible! Sincerely, Salute to a poor rookie doctor, Song Jiaming December 11, 20XX