Super Thrilling Live Broadcast Chapter 496: Collaboration across dimensions
Chapter 496 Cooperation across dimensions
After learning that Truman is Fantasy, the hypnotist master of Water Friends, I relaxed. This can be regarded as an old friend: "What's the problem?"
"Are you alone every time you broadcast live?" Truman looked at me with interest: "Compared with you personally, I want to meet your behind-the-scenes team. It is incredible to be able to use group hypnosis to enter a live broadcast in a dream."
"Do you want to meet the live broadcast platform I belong to?" I laughed dumbfounded: "Trust me, when you really meet one day, you probably won't be able to cry."
Truman and I chatted about dreams again, and the two of us agreed on some points of view, and we had a very happy conversation.
Walking towards the ward, before he got there, he saw Dr. Yan standing anxiously at the door of the VIP ward. He saw Truman running over immediately: "Mr. Let's go, Mr. Chen and Dean Huang are still waiting there, it's not good if you don't go."
"No need to wait, you can eat first, by the way, you go outside and order two takeaways for me and deliver them directly to the ward. I want to discuss the treatment plan with this gentleman in detail." Truman pushed Dr. Yan away We are about to enter the ward.
"Teacher, Mr. Chen is different from those before. His face can't be justified!" Dr. Yan said earnestly, and he didn't have any temper for this teacher who was younger than him.
Truman paused at the door, and just when Dr. Yan thought that his teacher was going to change his mind, the other party waved at him: "Don't order takeout, get some good food, the money is mine, and today If you have nothing to do at night, don't enter the ward, you know my treatment habits."
Dr. Yan, who had just squeezed in front of me, was pushed away by Truman again. He saw his teacher politely gesturing to me in a gesture of invitation.
This differentiated attitude makes me a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid I will trouble you more tonight. You are a doctor, so please go first."
"The master is the teacher, you go in first."
Looking at the tall and polite man at the door, Dr. Yan pinched his thigh severely. Is this still the stinky and hard-tempered Dr. Chu?
The leaders above have never seen you give a good face, so you became so polite when you met a patient's ex-boyfriend in the hospital? Co-author You have spent half your life's etiquette training on this day, right?
Dr. Yan was dissatisfied, but he had no place to reason. He secretly glanced at me, turned his head and went to prepare meals.
"Anchor, although Xiaoyan's professional level is not high and his ability is poor, he is still obedient on weekdays." The well-known doctors in this field were invited, but even such well-known doctors can only be mixed with comments of low professional level and poor ability in Chumenkou.
"When there are outsiders around, don't call me an anchor, don't expose it. My name is Gao Jian, and you are older than me, just call me Xiao Gao." Truman and I entered the VIP ward, which has been re- It was arranged.
All the useless decorations were removed, and there were only three hospital beds placed side by side in the room.
Ye Bing was lying in the middle, with two beds on the left and right, the one on the left was filled with various complicated instruments, while the one on the right was empty of anything.
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After dinner, Truman called Mr. Chen, Dr. Yan, and Jiang Fei together, and solemnly told them not to come in and disturb them during the treatment, and to keep absolutely quiet during the whole process.
Dr. Yan knew about Truman's treatment habits, so he didn't say much, but Teacher Chen curiously asked some reasons.
As a result, Truman talked a lot about psychological suggestion, neurology, and hypnosis, and Mr. Chen just nodded, not knowing how to answer.
At about nine o'clock, the VIP ward was finally furnished according to Truman's request. Two large locks were added to the door of the ward. The door could only be opened from the inside, and the outside of the ward was covered with an opaque black cloth. Everything that happens inside the house will not be known outside.
At this moment, except for the unconscious Ye Bing, only Truman and I were left in the ward. He pointed to the empty bed on the right: "That bed belongs to you, I won't ask about you." If we are lucky, maybe we can meet each other in a dream."
"What do you mean?" In fact, I still don't know much about Truman's treatment plan until now.
He waved a thick stack of documents, and put away his indifferent look: "I got this document from Mr. Chen, and it recorded everything Ye Bing experienced when he was a child, except for her. The experience of going abroad for five years is blank, and most of the life trajectories have been mentioned. You can read it before you fall asleep, and it may help you fall asleep. After all, shallow dreams and middle-level dreams are constructed from proprioceptive memory .”
I nodded and accepted, and Truman continued: "I will use a set of tools developed by myself to try to enter the patient's dream tonight. According to my research, the success rate of entering shallow dreams with this set of tools has Reaching 30%, the success rate of entering the middle-level dreamland is 1.9%, and this probability is already terrifying."
"Wait." I raised my hand to interrupt Truman's words: "What you mean, your so-called treatment plan is to enter Ye Bing's dream, find her main consciousness and bring it out?"
"Yes, that's the only way I can think of." Truman grinned at me and said, "I know you have the same idea as me. It's extremely risky for me to dream alone, but if someone It will be different if you cooperate, there is no difficulty in the shallow dream, even the middle dream can be broken through."
"But how can I find you in my dream?" Last live broadcast, I fell into a dream with Yingzi, and it turned out that Yingzi next to me was actually transformed from Yuanchen Shensha. If I didn't find out at the last minute, I almost To be left in the nightmare forever.
"That's not sure. The dream may be very big or small. If you and I meet, we will join hands. If we don't, we will split up. This will also improve the efficiency of the search." I beckoned, and the two of them stayed away from Ye Bing and came to the corner of the room: "In the dream, any danger may be encountered. Maybe you and I may also be impostors, so we need to think of a secret signal."
"What password is better?"
"It cannot be imitated easily, but it can be made inadvertently." Truman took out a piece of paper from his pocket, scribbled a few words on it, and handed it to me: "That's it .”
I looked weird, nodded, took out the lighter and burned the piece of paper directly.
"Destroy corpses and wipe out traces, professional."
"Let's be each other."
After finalizing some details, Truman went to prepare his set of tools. It was very troublesome for him to fall asleep. Not only did he have to rely on a lot of tools, but he had to go to sleep himself.
He stuck the wires on the top of Ye Bing's head, and then put a helmet-like thing on his head, fixed his hands and feet, and lay between a lot of complicated instruments: "I'm going to sleep, Come and help me turn the switch on."
"That sounds strange." I followed Truman's instructions and turned on the switches one by one, then stood aside.
"During the whole process, don't touch those switches again. Once there is a problem with the instrument, my consciousness will probably stay in the patient's dream and I will not be able to return." Truman finally explained a few words, and then said Meditating on something, it seems to have started self-hypnosis.
"I hope there will be no accidents." I drew the curtains, did not rush to start the broadcast, carefully checked every corner of the ward, and lay down on my own bed after making sure that there were no surveillance cameras or pinhole cameras. , pick up the stack of materials and start watching.
Most of these materials were provided by Mr. Chen, which recorded Ye Bing's childhood, schooling experience, and various honors he had obtained.
"The earliest information is when Ye Bing was six or seven years old, and there is no more information after that? Strange, why is there no information about Ye Bing's parents at all?" This thick information seems to me There is no use for it, it is very official.
I watched patiently, narrowed my eyes slowly, and gradually discovered that in all the group photos about Ye Bing in the data, there was another boy, and this boy had a very strange expression.