Chapter 496 Cooperation Across Dimensions

After learning that Truman was Fantasy, the water friend hypnosis master, I relaxed. He could be considered an old friend: "What's the problem?"

"Are you alone every time you live broadcast?" Truman looked at me with interest: "Compared to you personally, I want to see your team behind the scenes, how can you produce such a program, and even use a collective It’s incredible to be hypnotized into a live broadcast of a dream.”

"Do you want to meet the live broadcast platform I belong to?" I laughed dumbly: "Believe me, when you really see it one day, you won't be able to cry."

Truman and I chatted some more about dreams. The two of us had some similar views and had a great time talking.

Walking towards the ward, before he got there, he saw Dr. Yan standing at the door of the VIP ward with an anxious look on his face. When he saw Truman, he ran over immediately: "Teacher, the dishes are all served. Why don't you leave just now? Mr. Chen and Dean Huang are still waiting over there, it would be bad if you don't go."

"No need to wait, you can eat first. By the way, you can go outside and order two takeaways for me directly to the ward. I want to discuss the treatment plan with this gentleman in detail." Truman pushed away Dr. Yan and was about to go Enter the ward.

"Teacher, Mr. Chen is different from those people in the past. He can't be blamed for not giving him face!" Dr. Yan said sincerely, and he had no temper at all towards this teacher who was younger than himself.

Truman paused at the door. Just when Dr. Yan thought that his teacher was going to change his mind, the other party waved to him: "Don't ask for takeout, get some good food, the money is mine, and if there is no money tonight Don’t enter the ward for anything, you know my treatment habits."

Dr. Yan, who had just squeezed in, was pushed away by Truman again. He saw his teacher politely making an invitation gesture towards me.

This differentiated attitude made me a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you more tonight. You are a doctor, so please go ahead."

"The master is a teacher, you go in first."

Looking at the polite and tall man at the door, Dr. Yan pinched his thigh hard. Is this still the same Dr. Chu with a bad temper?

Even the superiors from above have never seen you give a good look. How come you become so polite when you randomly meet a patient's ex-boyfriend in the hospital? Co-author: The etiquette training you have saved for half your life has all been used on this day, right?

Dr. Yan was dissatisfied, but he had no place to reason. He glanced at me secretly, turned around, and went to prepare the meal.

"Anchor, although Xiao Yan's professional level is not high and his ability is very poor, he is quite obedient on weekdays." If Truman's words were heard by others, he would probably scare a lot of people. Dr. Yan was personally invited by Mr. Chen. Well-known doctors in this field, but even such well-known doctors can only be rated as low professional level and poor ability among Chu Menmen.

"When outsiders are around, don't call me anchor. Don't expose yourself. My name is Gao Jian. You are older than me, so just call me Xiao Gao." Truman and I entered the VIP ward, which had been rearranged. Fan.

All the useless decorations were removed, leaving only three hospital beds placed side by side in the room.

Ye Bing was lying in the middle. There were two beds on the left and right. The one on the left was filled with various complex instruments, but the one on the right had nothing on it.

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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 him during the treatment, and to maintain absolute silence during the entire process.

Dr. Yan knew Truman's treatment habits so he didn't say much, but Teacher Chen curiously asked some reasons.

As a result, Truman talked about a lot of professional terms about psychological suggestion, neurology, and hypnosis. Teacher Chen was so confused that he could only nod his head and didn't know how to answer.

At about nine o'clock, the VIP ward was finally decorated according to Truman's requirements. Two large locks were added to the ward door. The door could only be opened from the inside. The outside of the ward was specially blocked with opaque black cloth. What happened inside the room Nothing outside will know.

At this moment, except for the unconscious Ye Bing, Truman and I were the only two people left in the ward. He pointed to the empty hospital bed on the right: "That bed is yours. I won't ask about your method of falling asleep." , if we are lucky, maybe we can meet each other in our dreams."

"What do you mean?" I actually still know little about Truman's treatment plan until now.

He waved a thick stack of information and put it away as if he didn't care about anything: "I got this information from Mr. Chen. It records everything that Ye Bing experienced when she was a child, except that she went abroad for five years. Except for the blank experience, most of the life trajectories are mentioned. You can take a look before you fall into the dream, which may be helpful to you. After all, shallow dreams and middle dreams are constructed from ontological memory."

I nodded and accepted, and Truman continued: "I will use a set of tools I developed tonight to try to enter the patient's dream. According to my research, the success rate of my set of tools to enter shallow dreams has reached 100%. Thirty, the success rate of entering the middle dreamland is 1.9%, this probability is actually very scary."

"Wait a minute." I raised my hand to interrupt Truman: "What do you mean, your so-called treatment plan is to enter Ye Bing's dream, find her main consciousness and bring it out?"

"Yes, this is 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 you cooperate, I can It’s different, there is no difficulty in shallow dreams, and you can break through even middle dreams.”

"But how can I find you in my dream?" Last live broadcast, I fell into a dream with Yingzi, and it turned out that the Yingzi beside me was actually the Yuanchen Shensha transformed into. If I hadn't discovered it at the last moment, I would have almost been killed forever. Stay in the nightmare.

"That's not sure. The dream may be very big or very small. If you and I meet, we will join forces. If we don't meet, we will work separately. This can also improve the efficiency of the search." After Truman finished speaking, he waved to me. The two of them walked away from Ye Bing and came to the corner of the room: "You may encounter any danger in dreams, and maybe you and I may be impersonated, so we need to think of a password."

"What code is better?"

"It cannot be easily imitated, and it can be made inadvertently." Truman took out a piece of paper from his pocket, scrawled a few words on it, and handed it to me: "That's it."

I looked weird, nodded, took out the lighter and burned the paper directly.

"Destroy the corpses and eliminate traces, professional."

"To 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 also had to fall asleep himself.

He attached the lines to Ye Bing's head, then put a helmet-like thing on his head, fixed his hands and feet, and lay among a lot of complicated instruments: "I'm going to sleep, come and help me." Turn the switch on."

"This sounds so strange." I turned on the switches one by one according to Truman's instructions, and then stood aside.

"Don't touch those switches during the whole process. Once there is a problem with the instrument, my consciousness will probably stay in the patient's dream and cannot return." Truman gave a few final words, and then muttered something silently. , seems to have started self-hypnosis.

"I hope there won't be any accidents." I closed the curtains and didn't rush to start broadcasting. I carefully checked every corner of the ward to make sure there were no surveillance cameras or pinhole cameras. Then I lay down on my bed and picked up the Start watching the pile of information.

Most of this information was provided by Mr. Chen, which records Ye Bing's childhood, school experience, and various honors he has obtained.

"The earliest information is from when Ye Bing was six or seven years old. There is no information further back? Strange, why is there no information at all about Ye Bing's parents?" In my opinion, this thick information does not have any The uses are all very official.

I watched patiently, slowly squinting my eyes, and gradually made a discovery. In all the group photos of Ye Bing in the information, there was another boy, and this boy had a very strange expression.