Oneiroi

"What's the matter? You won't scratch my car, will you?" Shuang Ning looked nervous. If it was really scratched, it would be troublesome. She had to report to the insurance and send it for repairs, and she had to squeeze the bus to work.

"Uh...I..."

Shuang Ning didn't wait for him to finish, interrupted: "Where?" Bending down to check her car.

Everyone: "..."

The young man said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, I'm a novice, I accidentally bumped into your car when reversing..."

"Oh!" Shuang Ning finally saw that the side of the left headlight of her car was scratched, and a little paint was peeled off.

He frowned. It wasn't a big deal, but it was troublesome. "Should I call the insurance company? Or the traffic police?" He began to take out his mobile phone.

"Hey!" The young man gave him a tug, "Do you think this is okay? Shall we compensate you some money?"

Shuang Ning stopped holding the phone, looked at the scratch, it was really not big, "Then how much do you give?"

"three hundred?"

"Uh... a little less, isn't it? Although my car is not a luxury car, it is new. It has been on the road for less than two months." I heard that it would cost two to three hundred to send the car to be repainted. I have to squeeze the bus, and to squeeze the bus, I have to get up at least four or ten minutes earlier in the morning, so depressed!

"This..." The young man was probably a novice, and he didn't know what to do, so he turned to look at the other man.

"Well, I can't give you more than four hundred." The nice male voice said, "You know, your car didn't stop at the spot. We are also newbies, so we all take a step back from each other, how about it? If you call the police Or calling insurance is quite troublesome..."

After hearing what he said, Shuang Ning looked at him, and remembered that she still wanted to ask him about the notebook, so she nodded, "Okay!"

After Shuang Ning received the money, everyone was ready to leave.

"Wait." Shuang Ning called out.

"What?" The two young men's tone was a bit uncomfortable, "Is there anything else?"

"Uh...no," Shuang Ning rubbed her nose, "Goodbye." I wanted to ask about the notebook, but it seemed that she was going to take herself for a liar.And inexplicably speaking of notebooks seems a bit strange.

The young man also said goodbye and turned to leave, but the other one with a nice voice looked at Shuang Ning for two seconds, and glanced at the few notebooks he was holding in his hand as he turned and left.

Shuang Ning sighed, it seemed that her notebook was doomed to disappear.

There was nothing to do on the weekend, so Shuang Ning used a new notebook to copy in the diary entries she had already written, and revisited these dreams by the way.I am deeply impressed by my own brain, and sometimes I can't help but wonder if I dreamed about things in my previous life, otherwise, how could there be so many strange dreams that seem to be experienced personally.

Ning Ning hid in his room. After pushing another operation, he only felt more and more frustrated.

For some unknown reason, he graduated from medical school with excellent grades in all subjects, including theory and anatomy, and even practice. , Nothing could have troubled him.

When I first graduated and came to work in this hospital, I was fine. In the past two years, I have performed dozens of surgeries, large and small, with the director.

Just half a month ago, the director told him that he could do some minor operations by himself, and he started to make mistakes.

Specifically speaking, it should not be a disease, but he suddenly couldn't face the operation. When he "sick" for the first time, he put on sterilized clothes, mask and gloves and entered the operating room. He was always full of confidence in surgery, but when he picked up the scalpel, he suddenly stopped. He didn't know what was wrong with him, but his mind was blank.

In the past, even though he was not the surgeon himself, he would understand the patient's situation clearly, and even before the operation started, he would simulate the operation process several times in his mind, considering all possible problems and solving them one by one.

But at that time, he stood in front of the operating table, his mind was blank, and he didn't know where to start the operation. This situation was absolutely abnormal.He doesn't know what's wrong with him, but he can't make fun of people's lives.

So after he was stunned for a while, he told the nurse to contact the director immediately.

The director is just outside the operating room, and since it is Ning Ning's first surgery, he must pay attention as a mentor.

So the director came in quickly, and Ning Ning told him about his situation without hesitation, even though he knew it would disappoint the director.

Although Ning Ning is young, but the director has taken care of him for so long, knowing his character, he is definitely not an irresponsible person, and he will not run away.He wondered what was going on, but that was obviously not the time to talk.

So the operation was temporarily changed to the chief surgeon, with Dr. Ning as the assistant.

The operation was a success and the patient is recovering well after more than a week.

But Ning Ning is a bit bad.Since the sudden change, various rumors have been quietly spreading in the hospital.

Most people say that Ning Ning has no real talent and learning.

Said that he was really too young to bear the heavy responsibility.Said that he usually looks very stable, but who knows that he is a soft-legged shrimp, who ran away...

Ning Ning didn't mind too much about these messages. No matter what others said, after all, the director and the dean still trusted him. They both believed that there must be something wrong with them, and they would return to normal soon.

The ones who were hit the hardest were the young female doctors and nurses. They thought that Ning Ning was young and promising, with a bright future. She was handsome, gentle and stable, and she was the best choice for a little girl in the hospital to choose a mate. Who knew? How many people's dreams were shattered overnight.

What's the future for a surgeon who can't get on the operating table...

Ning Ning ignores these rumors and lets them pass.But he just couldn't figure out what was going on with him.Of course he tried later, but his mind went blank when he picked up the scalpel.It's just hell!

He was obviously not frightened in any way, and there was nothing wrong with his body.She has also undergone relevant psychological evaluations, all of which are excellent.

Ning Ning sighed.Today I don't need him to go to the outpatient clinic, it's very leisurely. Of course, given his current situation, the hospital will not arrange shifts for him for the time being.

But he also has a lot of things to do. For example, he has only written half of the thesis to evaluate the title of deputy director.

But he couldn't write any more at the moment.

He must not be able to hide from his father that something like this happened to him, so he just accepted a "love" interrogation call from his father.

Everyone advised him to rest for a while and go out to relax, and his father also asked him to go home for a while and arrange a psychiatrist for him.

But he knew he was definitely fine.You must know that although his mind was blank in the operating room, he slowly returned to normal after leaving there.

During this period of time, he also looked up a lot of information and searched the Internet, but no one has ever had such a precedent.It is simply "no trace".

It couldn't be explained scientifically, and Ning Ning couldn't help but wonder if something strange happened during this period.

And when it comes to the more "strange" things, after thinking about it, there is only one thing --- the notebook I picked up.

Strictly speaking, it was an unlocked diary, which he picked up when he went to pick up his girlfriend who was working overtime in a certain building two nights before his "illness".

Maybe he was "punished" for peeking into other people's privacy?

But the diary was not locked at all, and he picked it up in the middle of the lobby on the first floor of that building. Out of curiosity, anyone would flip through it casually.

Who knew that this turn would not be able to stop ------

There are many dreams written in it.There are all kinds of strange things, only you can't think of them, there is nothing that is not here.

At first, Ning Ning also thought that this might be written by someone casually (maybe it was an author with a particularly big brain or something), but at the beginning of every article, there were words like "dream on xx month xx day (night) in xx years" .Because each dream is full of strange things, it is basically a complete story or a fragment, and there is no connection between the stories. The host probably wrote this way because he was afraid of confusing himself, which is convenient for the spectator Ning Ning.

It's not that Ning Ning likes to read other people's little secrets, he also wants to give them back to others, but he didn't find a suspected phone number or QQ or WeChat ID on the first page. On that page, "shuangning" was written in a cursive style, which seems to be a pinyin, probably a personal name.Shuangning?Shuangning? ...Does China have the surname Shuang?Or Shuangning?Or... cool lemon?

There's no way to find someone based on that alone.

Ning Ning opened the notebook casually, read two lines, and couldn't help but tremble.

May 201, 3x (night) dream

Let me explain first, this dream is really not my subconscious---

I dreamed that I was being hit by someone else...

I couldn't see the face, I just knew it was a man.

I have to admit that I felt very, very comfortable and refreshed in my dream. I have never experienced that kind of feeling before.Now that I think about it, I feel so weird, I am also a man, why would I be called that by a man!But in the dream I didn't think I was a man, anyway, I felt very comfortable with him, and then fucked.

Now that I think about it, I don't understand why I dreamed that I was a woman?Could it be that -----I was actually a woman in my previous life? Oh! No! Resolutely unacceptable!

The diary is very short, and I guess the owner is too embarrassed to write too much detail.

Ning Ning shivered, but inexplicably found it quite funny.

Anyway, it looks like it's a man.

Turned a page casually.