[Sci-Fi/Suspense] True Sky Blue-Chapter 8 [Dream Ending]

Inside the elevator, Doctor Mo held a small comb and combed the gray and sexy mustache on his lips in front of the mirror.

The elevator door opened, and Dr. Mo put the comb in his pocket, picked up his briefcase, and stepped out. The interior decoration of Will Mental Hospital is luxurious like a five-star hotel. The waiter, oh no, it was the nurse sister who waved to Dr. Mo.

Walking in front of her, Dr. Mo bowed politely and said in his sexy and honest voice: "Hello, I'm Mor Jati, I came from a long way in the south at the invitation of your dean."

The nurse gestured to him to tell him to stop talking nonsense. She pointed to Ward 304 next to her, with a solemn expression, "He doesn't like being called Jason."

Dr. Mo nodded. He had already memorized the medical records by heart.

The nurse pushed open the door and Dr. Mo walked in. A slender child sat on the bed with knees and turned his head in surprise. He had deep dark circles under his eyes, his scalp was covered with thick bandages, and he was muttering words.

"Hello, Han Morris."

The child nodded tremblingly, his body trembling slightly.

"You can call me Doctor Mo." He leaned forward with his hands on his chest.

Dr. Mo sat on the chair beside the bed, but Han looked at him in a panic.

"Kehan, I'm here to help you. You don't have to be afraid, it's safe here, and no one will hurt you."

But Han shook his head, did not speak, just shook his head.

"I know all about you. The school bus you were on was involved in a serious car accident. Although you suffered only minor injuries, you were in a coma for two months due to a concussion. When you woke up, you claimed to have stayed in a school called Christ. In the virtual world, he escaped after experiencing a series of events.”

"I didn't lie." Ke Han began to speak, his voice was soft and weak, without the vitality that a child of the same age should have.

"According to my judgment, you suffer from amnesia and paranoia at the same time, so you treat the dream as reality."

"I'm not crazy." But Han swallowed, "Doctor, if you wake up in the morning and find that you have become someone else, and there is no one you know around, you will be in chaos right now. In the eyes of others, you will also be in harmony with A lunatic is no different.”

"So you think you're normal?"

"It was very normal, I was just too frightened and lost my mind. Now I am calm and I can leave the hospital at any time."

"No." Dr. Mo wrapped Erlang's legs, "I won't let you out of the hospital until you completely give up the so-called virtual world theory."

"You don't understand the seriousness of the matter!" But Han scratched at the bandage on his head, "The nanomachines are still in our brains, and scientists will find them one day. In case Christ is restarted by malicious people, the consequences will be Incredible!”

The nurse in charge of monitoring knocked on the door, but Han consciously put down his hand.

"Isn't there still people like Truman?" Dr. Mo said, "They saved the world, so I can leave the follow-up to them."

"It's easy for you to say. Of course, as an insider, I can't sit back and ignore it. They can even sacrifice 30% of the population. God knows how many more people they will sacrifice in order to completely destroy Christ!"

"What are you going to do after you leave the hospital?"

"Find Truman and his party, and ask them what they will do next. If they do good, I will help them. If they do evil, I will stop them. I have such an obligation."

Seeing Doctor Mo's disapproving expression, Han was furious, but he realized that he had to calm down and never go crazy in front of him.

"Then can you prove that virtual worlds ever existed?"

"I am the proof, but you don't believe it." But Han scratched his scalp, "Everyone has lost their memories in the virtual world. This is also the meme effect of TSB.gif. It is undeniable that this is very effective in avoiding two Sub-disaster---"

"Jason!" the nurse yelled, "Would you like to wear a bondage?"

But Han clasped his hands together, blood oozing from the snow-white bandages.

"Nanomachines are in each of our brains." Kehan suddenly widened his eyes, he thought, "Let me dissect the corpse, trust me, I can prove to you the existence of nanomachines!"

"Hundreds of corpses are dissected every day for scientific research around the world, and no scientist claims to have found your nanomachine."

"It must be a meme! They put a meme on the nanomachines to make everyone unaware of their existence!"

"Then why don't memes work for you?"

"Because I was indirectly exposed to TSB.gif by Sylvia's ability, the memetic effect was degraded, so I can retain my memory."

"About this woman who has been helping you in the virtual world, has she also logged out to the real world?"

"No. She's a security program, part of Christ. She doesn't exist in the real world."

"That's a coincidence." Dr. Mo opened his briefcase, took out a folder, and pulled out a photo, "Is she like this?"

Dr. Mo put the photo on the bed, and it was Sylvia inside.

"Her name is Sylvia Lauren, the nurse who took care of you while you were in a coma." Dr. Mo then handed over a continuation of the photo, "This is Louis, the male nurse on duty at night; this is Alan, the cleaner. ; and the bearded man is Professor Han from the same room.”

Ke Han picked up the photo, looked at the familiar faces, and shed tears. "They're still alive, it's a dream, it's just a dream... No, it's impossible..." Ke Han lowered his head.

"The human body can still receive external information even when you are in a coma. Your brain projects the information into your dreams to make you believe it." Dr. Mo pretended to look at his watch. This meeting allowed him to formulate a treatment plan. "That's it for today. Well, I will visit you again tomorrow.”

"I'll prove it to you, I'll prove it, I'll prove it..."

Until Dr. Mo left the ward, but Han continued to repeat.

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Dr. Mo's treatment was very effective, and after half a year, Ke Han could be discharged from the hospital. His words and deeds are normal, his physique is strong, and he is no longer paranoid about the virtual world theory. Although he cannot restore his memory, his parents are still satisfied with the results.

On the day of discharge, Dr. Mo saw Ke Han off at the gate. They shook hands amicably, but Ke Han handed him a notebook before leaving.

"This is a description of everything I know about Christ. I don't need it now. I'll give it to you as a reference for treating other delusional patients."

"Thank you for your kindness." Dr. Mo responded with a kind smile.

"Has Dr. Mo read scientific journals?" Kehan said.

"No. Are there any articles on it that concern you?"

"Go to this issue of scientific journals, you will learn a lot." Ke Han left a triumphant smile and took a taxi with his parents away.

After that, Dr. Mo looked through the notes Kehan left, and wrote them in a detailed and well-organized manner. For a child in his teens, it is beyond his imagination.

And his last smile also made Dr. Mo very concerned. So he went to the newsstand in the hospital lobby and bought a scientific journal.

The topic of this issue is the study of the human brain. Scientists have discovered that the surface area of the cerebral cortex of the human brain has suddenly increased by 20%. Kehan's notes also pointed out that during the 40 years under the control of Christ, the human body fell into long sleep and stopped growing, and the only thing that remained active was the brain. Humans live in the virtual world for 300 years, and their brain capacity will certainly increase.

In Dr. Mo's mind, when he met Ke Han for the first time, his last words: "I will prove it to you. 』

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Cohan takes a flight home with his parents, and Cohan sits near the window, accepting that he is about to start a new life as Jensen.

Trumen and his party had already noticed his existence, so they created an illusion to make him believe that his memory was just a dream.

He looked out the window, at the breathless beauty. He put everything aside for a moment and admired the realistic blue sky.