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Chapter 132

Chapter 132: Mental Erosion

It was originally a sterile surgical room, but now it was more like a scene from inside a sanatorium . The medical crew gripped their heads and wailed in pain . Veins popped on their blanched faces, but the spirit was rapidly receding from their eyes . Places like the headquarters and psychology department were all shocked by this development!

The screams from the surgical room lassoed around every researcher’s heart . What was happening? Chen Wenwei’s EEG showed a chaotic range of waves, forming an incoherent chart on the monitor .

“Drag them out of there now!” Prof Qin shouted through the microphone . There was a group of Action Department members in sterile uniforms waiting outside the room, ready to tackle any emergency, but at this moment, they were doubled-over with grimaces of pain on their faces . At the same time, the people behind the camera saw Gu Jun, who was the only one standing, rush toward the surgical table . He grabbed a clean cotton ball from the nearby tray and shoved it into Chen Wenwei’s mouth . He pushed and pushed until the strange mumbling could not be heard anymore . The people everywhere were shocked . Gu Jun… could still move?

Not only that, Gu Jun seemed to still have control of his own body and possessed enough self-consciousness to shout, “Turn your heads away from him . Do not listen to him! Think about something else!”

As he yelled, he mixed a shot of drug with dolicaine and tetracaine at the anesthetist’s table . He aimed it at the lower part of Chen Wenwei’s ear, right above the mastoid . The sharp needle glinted as it plunged right through the man’s skin, reaching the foramen jugular . The drug was pumped into the patient’s body . Since the anesthetic that was supposed to dull the nervous system had lost its effect, Gu Jun attempted a sectional blockage to the nervous system . If he could numb the glossopharyngeal nerve, then Chen Wenwei’s tongue would flop into activity . The sentence was a spell, and that would lessen its effect .

“It’s a mental attack!” Gu Jun shouted . “Command, do not let anyone in here!”

Inside the conference room above them, Prof Qin immediately stopped the Action Department team that had just arrived from barging into the room . He shouted, “Halt, listen to Ah Jun!”

Prof Qin understood some of it . The patient was releasing an abnormal and strong brain signal, causing disturbances to everyone inside the surgical room . Gu Jun had managed to survive due to his strenuous mental power training or perhaps some other reason . But the people from the Action Department only had normal training . Yes, their mental power was better than average, but it was still not enough to face this challenge . If they barged into the surgical room, it was more likely that they would end up being a hindrance before they could get anyone out .

However, inside the surgical room, several nurses had already collapsed to the ground . The others were barely holding on as they supported themselves on the nearby devices and stools .

“Ah Jun, when can the people go in? Tell me!” Prof Qin’s voice rang out in the surgical room .

“I…” Gu Jun was barely hanging in there . His brain was slammed around by the mental attack, and the pain was intensifying . He trained his focus to one specific point . He reached for the leucotome and took a deep breath . An unfamiliar feeling came from his grasp, but he had studied the surgery before, and he had seen Surgeon Si use it earlier . He retracted the metal ring and reached the leucotome deeper into the patient’s brain . Now was not the time to be concerned about accuracy anymore . No matter how precarious it was, the only solution was to complete the operation .

Gu Jun’s mind focused and clicked to accept the mission .

“Difficult Mission: Accumulate personal contribution value of one hundred percent by performing two-star surgeries (success) within a day . Reward: one pair of Carlot Dissecting Scissors . ”

“Mission accepted!”

He yanked at the leucotome’s brace . He could feel a force travelling up his arm like he could feel the metallic ring spinning, turning, and scrambling with surprisingly even energy .

Snip!

More soft tissue in Chen Wenwei’s prefrontal lobe was destroyed . The chaotic gaze became more lifeless, and no more voices came out . But in that fleeting moment, Gu Jun seemed to hear a pleading voice from Chen Wenwei . “Doctor Gu, save me…”

‘Is it ESP?’ He could feel the young man’s emotions—fear, horror, loss, and pain . His fear of having to fight for his own survival in an unfeeling city, his anxiety about his future, his memory of his family, and his desire to return . For some reason, a small balcony appeared before Gu Jun like a mirage .

“Brother, hang in there!” He gritted his teeth, and the pain sharpened his focus . He pushed the device deeper and pulled on the brace again . With another crack, another nervous fiber was ruined . Then, Gu Jun slowly removed the leucotome from the patient’s cranium . He could feel the mental pressure slipping away, so he shouted, “Come in now . Save them!”

“Get in there!” Prof Qin ordered . The team outside the room immediately burst in . They were all hit by a sudden bout of light-headedness, but none of them were overwhelmed by it . Disregarding standard procedure, they placed the medical crew onto stretchers and rushed them out .

“I’m fine… Go save the others first…” Si Kouxian said slowly as he lay on the stretcher . He was still conscious enough to speak . However, the first assistant, Song Yilong; second assistant, Chen Xinfei; the anesthetist, Guo Jun; and the mechanical nurse, Huang Yanyu—these four crew members who were closest to the patient had no color on their faces . Saliva trickled out their open mouths, and their facial muscles were convulsing .

The other neurologists outside the corridor knew the severity of the situation when they saw this . Their symptoms suggested acute brain hemorrhage . The medical crew who were just performing an operation minutes ago now had to be rushed to the adjacent room to be operated on .

The whole building mobilized . The people from other departments were sent over to help .

Right then, the stand-in surgical team walked into the room . With heavy expressions, they walked unhesitatingly toward the surgical table . The main surgeon was Gao Guohong, the first assistant was Ding Ming, and Gu Jun took over the role of second assistant . He was helping the crew fill up the skull and with the sutures .

The people behind the camera could see how steady Gu Jun’s work was . He was practically the most reliable at the operation table . The others were influenced by an invisible mental disturbance in some way, and that was evidenced by their shaking hands . Most of the more delicate procedures were directed by Gao Guohong but performed by Gu Jun . The youngest person in the room had become the steadiest presence there, inspiring the rest .

After closing up the side cranium, Prof Qin asked Gu Jun for his opinion . “Ah Jun, do you think we need to continue this surgery?”

“Of course, we need to finish it,” Gu Jun answered seriously . “Only then we will know the result . ”

Therefore, a severe silence landed in the surgical room . The nurse helped turn and fix the patient’s head to the other side, and the crew got back to work . Surgical knife, saw, and drill… the devices did their job . The skull was revealed again, and another hole was drilled .

The medical crew kept their heads blank except for one goal, which was to finish the operation! Just as Gu Jun said, they had to finish it .

They owed it to Surgeon Si and his crew . Even if they fell, a third batch would be ushered in to complete the surgery . This was because they needed to complete this lobotomy to know its effectiveness in curing Nightmare Illness .

In human medical history, this was how treatments and cures were found . It was not through some blessing from God, nor was it through bargaining with the devil . It was through clinical trials like this . The road to convalesce was paved with the blood, sweat, tears, and flesh of both the patients and medical practitioners .