Strange Advent: I Became a Doctor

Chapter 40 Heart Piercing Puppet
"Gu, doctor, doctor, you, good."

The middle-aged man, An Zhiyong, greeted Gu Dong word by word, his upper and lower lips opened and closed, which made him feel very uncomfortable.

Sure enough, after An Zhiyong finished speaking, a lot of sweat broke out on his face.

Huang Shuping on the side wanted to go forward to wipe his sweat, but just raised her hand, she found that her daughter was hugging her leg nervously.

The little girl's movements were a little smoother than theirs, but her expression was very nervous and frightened, so Huang Shuping had no choice but to give up.

Gu Dong looked at this scene a little silently, looked up at the brain suspended in the air, and then looked down at the puppet tightly held by the little girl in her arms.

Finally he spoke: "If four people can only save one, who do you want to save?"

This question was asked to the four members of the family. The four looked at each other, and then remained silent for a long time.

An Zhiyong glanced at his son and four-year-old daughter, and looked at his wife with reluctance.

"Please, you, save, get off, Xiaojie."

"Chi"

Huang Shuping wanted to stop her, but she still didn't speak. She hugged her little daughter An Xiaorong tightly, crying silently.

An Xiaojie next to him also followed suit: "Can you... tell us why... only one can be saved."

"Because now, the four of you share one brain," Gu Dong explained: "One brain supports four people, and it will run out of oil in half a year at most. Haven't you noticed that your actions have become more and more stiff recently? This is what the brain needs. A sign of exhaustion."

Four people share one brain. This news is too shocking. Everyone present turned their heads in disbelief and looked at the family of four.

But obviously the four of them didn't believe it, how could there be four people in the world sharing the same brain.

Gu Dong didn't continue to explain, "It's time for you to choose."

Unable to bear it, An Zhiyong stepped forward to hug his wife, and pointed at An Xiaojie firmly, while Huang Shuping bowed her head in acquiescence, holding An Xiaorong tightly in her hands.

"Dad, Mom, you all choose me to live?" An Xiaojie asked in a calm and unwavering tone, "Then this...opportunity is mine."

Everyone frowned, wondering why he was so selfish.

But I heard An Xiaojie continue to say: "I choose, Xiao Rong."

"Xiaojie." Huang Shuping looked up at him in a panic.

An Xiaojie returned a hearty smile: "Mom, I'm alive. Xiaorong is only four years old. She can... live longer and it's more cost-effective."

Huang Shuping couldn't help crying at these words, and she stopped objecting, and An Zhiyong also nodded in agreement: "Son, yes, yes."

After the four of them discussed, they turned to look at Gu Dong.

Gu Dong walked up to An Xiaorong, raised his hand and stroked her hair, "You heard that too, your parents hope you can survive."

An Xiaorong flinched, hugged the puppet tightly, hid behind Huang Shuping, and remained silent.

Gu Dong no longer forced her, but instead moved a chair to sit down on his own and began to tell.

"There is a strange thing in the world, called the heart-piercing puppet. It has the ability to resurrect blood relatives."

"But its drawbacks are very serious. The resurrected people share the user's brain,

Resurrection No.1, brain life divided by 2,

Resurrect the second person, divide the lifespan of the brain by 4,

To revive the third person, the life span of the brain must be divided by 8.

So you only have half a year, and it should be three months now, and after that, you will only become more and more stiff until you die. "

Gu Dong pointed to the brain in the air, and the others looked over, but there was nothing there.

"The brains of people who use heart-piercing puppets will be stripped out alive, and then put on countless puppet threads to control the four brainless bodies."

Hearing this, everyone seemed to feel the pain. They couldn't bear to look at the four of them, and what was even more unbearable was who was the user among the four.

An Xiaojie hurriedly asked, "Who is the user?"

Gu Dong looked at An Xiaorong who was huddled in Huang Shuping's arms, "In the world of adults, everyone will weigh the pros and cons. If you get a heart-piercing puppet, you will only choose to resurrect one of them instead of bringing everyone to die together. In the world of children."

Gu Dong didn't continue talking, but the meaning was obvious, and everyone understood and looked at An Xiaorong.

No wonder she has the most flexibility and the least stiffness.

"Xiao Rong, mom, I'm sorry for you."

Knowing the result, Huang Shuping cried bitterly and hugged An Xiaorong tightly. It turned out that she was the one who suffered all along.

An Zhiyong stretched out his hand to hold back the mother and daughter, holding back tears.

An Xiaojie couldn't stand it anymore and took the initiative to hug his family. The family completely collapsed and cried together.

"There's no rush for the surgery, let's arrange for them to be hospitalized together first," Gu Dong told Lang Qi, then turned around and went back to the operating room.

+ + + + +
at night.

Gu Dong asked Zhou Congming to use dream-making techniques to pull him into An Xiaorong's memory for only one purpose, which was to confirm what role the heart-piercing puppet played in this resurrection.

Memory begins.

An Zhixiong came back from work outside and brought back a puppet for An Xiaorong.

After the puppets came to An's house, all three of them except An Xiaorong got a strange disease, and each had a strangle mark on their necks.

As the bruises from the strangulation deepened, it became more and more difficult for the three of them to breathe.

During the period, they kept looking for people to see a doctor, but no one could find any strange traces, nor could they find out the cause of the disease. The three finally suffocated to death.

Three people died, An Xiaorong hugged the puppet toys in despair, and guarded the bodies of the three people in a daze.

Suddenly a voice appeared in her ear.

"Do you want to resurrect your parents who love you, or your brother who loves you?"

An Xiaorong nodded without hesitation.

"That's a price to pay."

Gu Dong didn't bother to look at the next memory, and left An Xiaorong's dream directly.

The first words to open your eyes, "garbage."

Through the dream, Gu Dong clearly saw the entangled silk threads around the necks of the three members of the An family. As time went by, the silk threads around the necks continued to increase until the three of them were completely suffocated.

And this thread is just a puppet's ability.

The whole process was directed and acted by puppets, just to deceive a four-year-old girl.

"Since what you have done, don't blame my subordinates for being merciless."

+ + + + +
Ward on the third floor.

The three of An's family sat together, holding pens and paper borrowed from Li Qingpu in their hands, and with stiff and slow hands, they kept writing down what they wanted to say to An Xiaorong.

Letters, one by one, were carefully folded and put away by them.

Until the sky was slightly bright, the three looked up at each other, and were instantly amused by each other's dark circles.

An Xiaojie showed a wicked smile: "I'll write down everything about An Xiaorong peeing her pants, and help her recall her childhood."

An Zhiyong showed contempt and said word by word: "Hmph, I poked a hornet's nest with you, and I also made a note of finding honey for my sister."

Huang Shuping glared at them, and said slowly: "I remembered her favorite dim sum recipe."

The three talked with difficulty and in low voices, all about An Xiaorong, but never mentioned the farewell between the three of them.

Looking at the sunlight coming in from the window, the three of them stopped talking tacitly, and An Xiaojie walked out of the ward.

Come to Gu Dong.

"We ... agree to the operation, please arrange it as soon as possible."

Gu Dong sat on the chair in the emergency room, without looking up, he just replied, "The sooner the better, let's say eight o'clock this morning."

An Xiaojie was silent for a while, and replied firmly, "Okay."

　Today, because the two updated chapters are transitional chapters, it is a bit boring, so I added a new chapter.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)