82. Chapter 82 Flying Immortals from the West with a Palm
So when he asked about these details, Ju Xiaoxing would have a reaction similar to thinking. In fact, his brain was repairing these "lost" memories through imagination.
"Don't think about it. It was very late that day and there was no one on the riverside. You sat there for a while and then went back."
If the subconscious is unable to recall in a waking state, it will be forcibly terminated by the conscious mind to protect the brain from damage. However, if a memory that does not exist is forcibly recalled in a hypnotic state, the brain is likely to be damaged.
In this case, the best way is to fill in the details directly to her.
After all, Li Mengnan is here to treat illnesses, not to kill people.
After receiving Li Mengnan's reminder, Ju Xiaoxing's painful expression gradually relaxed on the hospital bed, and he murmured and repeated: "Yes, it was very late that day, and there was no one on the riverside. I sat for a while and then went back."
Seeing Ju Xiaoxing relax, Wu Ansu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
She only brought Li Mengnan here with the attitude of giving it a try. She was actually still not at ease with this guy who didn't even have a hypnotist qualification certificate. God knows if his hypnosis skills were just half a bottle of vinegar, and he couldn't cure him.
It doesn't matter if it's okay, it would be troublesome if it gets more serious.
"How about it? Is there any way to cure Ju Xiaoxing's condition?"
In any case, Li Mengnan is the only "professional" Wu Ansu can find at present. Even if he has reservations about his trust, he can only seek his opinion at the moment.
"I'm afraid it won't be easy." Li Mengnan shook his head.
"Why? Now that we know that Ju Xiaoxing's memory was replaced, wouldn't it be good to get her original memory back?"
Although Wu Ansu didn't know hypnosis, she had seen it on TV. In her impression, those hypnotists could usually change the hypnotized person's memory with just a simple sentence or a sound.
It seems very easy for the hypnotist to retrieve the original memory.
Li Mengnan immediately knew that Wu Ansu must have been misled by the so-called hypnosis shows on TV. He shook his head and smiled bitterly: "As I said, the human brain is very much like a computer. If someone hides a file in your computer, and this
I don’t know the name of the file, and the capacity it occupies is only a few kilobytes. Do you think you can find it?”
Wu Ansu shook his head repeatedly.
Just kidding, let alone a small file hidden among millions of files, even if it is a duck hidden in a chicken farm, most people may not be able to find it in a short time.
"That's it...the kind of hypnotic performance you see that replaces memory. What the hypnotist recovers are memories hidden by themselves. But if it is a memory hidden by another hypnotist, it is difficult to recover it.
It’s easier.”
"Then...can this girl just go crazy like this?"
Wu Ansu turned to look at Ju Xiaoxing on the hospital bed, his eyes full of sympathy. A girl of the same age could never return to the normal human world.
Damn it! If that bastard hypnotist with no professional ethics is caught by her one day, she will definitely cut him into pieces!
Li Mengnan smiled, raised his eyebrows proudly, and said with an indifferent expression: "Don't be so pessimistic, it depends on who takes action... If there are half-hearted psychological counselors on the market, even if they are packed together and tied together, they will be blinded.
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The subtext in Li Mengnan's words immediately made Wu Ansu's eyes light up, and he asked eagerly: "So you can cure her?"
"It's impossible to completely restore her to normal, but I can make her look normal."
Wu Ansu couldn't understand what Li Mengnan was talking about at all. It looked normal, but didn't that mean there was something abnormal inside? Can this also be considered treatment?
"If the waistband of your pants is broken, you can tie it with a hemp rope for a few days. It's better than losing your pants, right?"
Li Mengnan did not give Wu Ansuduo any explanation, and went straight to the bedside, leaned over and whispered a few words in Ju Xiaoxing's ear.
Because Li Mengnan's voice was too low, Wu Ansu didn't hear clearly what he said. Just when he was about to ask, he suddenly saw Ju Xiaoxing on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes, and involuntarily raised his hand and slapped Li Mengnan hard.
slap.
The sound was clear and loud, echoing throughout the ward, and Wu Ansu felt pain just listening to it.
What the hell is Li Mengnan doing? Why did he get himself involved?
Wu Ansu became more and more curious.
As for the fairy-like slap outside that day... Who cares, this guy deserves a beating anyway, who made him talk mean all day long, maybe even God can't stand it anymore, so he can use Ju Xiaoxing's hand to punish him with a small amount.
commandment.
"Get out! Get out of here! I don't want to see you again!"
Ju Xiaoxing was in tears on the hospital bed. He grabbed everything he could and threw it at Li Mengnan. The fruit knife and the pillow flew together, and Li Mengnan immediately ran away with his head in his hands.
Wu Ansu, who was still a little gloating about his misfortune, couldn't help but be shocked.
She knew very well about Ju Xiaoxing's condition. Even if this girl spoke before, she would talk nonsense without logic. How could she think so clearly now? Did Li Mengnan cure her with just a few words?
Wu Ansu subconsciously wanted to comfort Ju Xiaoxing, who was lying on the bed and crying bitterly, but when he saw the door of the room looking out the window, Li Mengnan couldn't help but wink at her, signaling her to come out quickly.
"I'll wipe it! This girl looks so soft and weak, but her shots are really clean and neat. The explosion of the small universe is nothing more than that..." Li Mengnan grinned and sucked in the cold air, put his big face in front of Wu Ansu, and groaned:
"Officer Wu, please help me take a look. Is it not disfigured? I'm just counting on this face to make a living..."
Wu Ansu originally wanted to ask what happened just now, but when he saw Li Mengnan's stretched-out face, he almost burst out laughing on the spot.
There was an obvious red handprint on the left side of this guy's beaten face. It was swollen as if some naughty kid had secretly pasted a sticker on a steamed bun. There was also a streak of nosebleeds under his nose. It looked so embarrassing.
"Hmph, who told you to be a mean-mouthed person? This is retribution."
Wu Ansu rolled her eyes at Li Mengnan angrily, and took out a tissue she brought with her to wipe away the nosebleed on his face. Then she noticed that many people in the corridor were looking at her with strange eyes, and then she suddenly realized
This move seemed too intimate, and his face suddenly turned red. He quickly threw the tissue on Li Mengnan's face and raised eyebrows, indicating that he had nothing to do with this guy.
Li Mengnan also noticed the strange looks around him. He took off the tissue on his face without thinking, put it under his nose and took a deep breath. He said with an intoxicated look on his face: "Well, sure enough, it's still the same familiar formula and the same familiar taste.