The entire operation took about twenty minutes. When Su Jing was taken out, several doctors in charge of the operation breathed a sigh of relief.

When performing MRI on Solomon's brain, the surgeon had to delay the operation for twenty minutes and held a small meeting. The other party's brain was obviously surgery before, and it was a relatively deep modification operation. His cerebral cortex was about 30% more than that of normal humans, and the grooves were particularly deep. In this kind of experiment, few people dared to guarantee the success of the surgery.

However, considering the other party's identity as a criminal who was extremely guilty and the possible progress in brain science, everyone began to decide to perform surgery forcibly.

The improved surgical method provided by Wayne's company looks similar to traditional lobectomy, but in fact it is completely two things, following different contexts. There are many Eastern metaphysical things in the explanation of the principle of the surgery, involving many meridians, acupoints, and knowledge of blood and qi operation acupoints called "Shuhuanong". If it weren't for the large-scale capital investment of Wayne's company, these doctors who have received complete Western medical education would not believe in this set of gods and ghosts.

However, after the previous few surgeries, the huge success completely dispelled all doubts about the excellent effect of the surgery. Some doctors still tried to use Western medical theories to explain the principles of this surgery, such as the mutual influence between the cerebral cortex control areas, and the use of vascular transformation to curb the operation of the brain's nerve center function - but the effectiveness is not high. Simply put, the current brain science has not evolved to such a profound level.

Where did Wayne's company get these magical knowledge? None of the many smart people will try to explore this matter. Under the huge capital operation behind it, the city council quickly passed the "Temporary Trial Measures for the Severe Mental Illness Patients". Ackham's Psychiatric Principle received a sponsorship of $30 million. No one thinks that there is anything wrong with this. Even if this surgery may be a little cruel and inhumane to criminals, think about the amount of blood they had stained with their hands, no one will feel that it is inappropriate. Only some extreme human rightsists are running on the streets, but their approval rating is almost zero.

"How are you feeling now?"

When he heard this, Su Jing opened his eyes. The long-lost sleepiness and sleepiness enveloped him. He almost used all his will to resist sleepiness. A thin slit appeared on both sides of his forehead. At this place, the doctor took five minutes to saw his tough skull, and the saw blades were all blunt. Then there was an exquisite laser cauterization device, which did not savagely cut off a piece of the brain with a scalpel, but burned it simply and efficiently. It burned some blood vessels and destroyed part of the nerve center on the surface of the cerebral cortex.

People who have not had this surgery will never know what it feels like, like falling into a sea of ​​ice and then sinking into the lava hell at the bottom. The body is suffering tremendous pain, but your will is cold and awake. You can feel the pulse of nerves sweeping through every piece of skin, but you don’t want to do anything. You can do nothing, just like your consciousness and ** are isolated into two parts for the first time in your life. You are watching another person suffer inhuman torture, you are cut in half from the middle by a quick knife, half from the suffering you, and half from the cold-eyed you.

This second seemed to have been extended to the eternal reincarnation, and Su Jing just remembered every little feeling coldly. Even if all the things that make people feel happy are leaving him, he also used simple logic to engrave an idea:

Eye for an eye, tooth for tooth.

It has nothing to do with happiness or pain, this is just a simple logic.

"How are you feeling now?"

The man asked again, and the spitting agent pried open his mouth, making Solomon feel that it was no big deal to tell the truth.

"I feel like a piece of shit."

The other party laughed slightly, then whispered in a low voice, "The operation was successful", "continue to observe his postoperative situation", etc.

He waited on the spot for about five minutes, and then the two middle-aged nurses untied all the bonds on him. All the bonds and all the shackles were untied. Su Jing knew very well that this was not because they thought he was normal, but because there was a shackle that was ten times heavier than these shackles combined to tie his head.

"congratulations."

"Congratulations on your recovery."

It was like a ceremony. After the last shackles fell off, all the medical staff present applauded. From time to time, people patted his shoulders to show encouragement. Su Jing thought this might be to make him feel the warmth that normal humans would feel, but now his heart was just gray and he didn't want to think about anything. He didn't want to do anything. Those wearing white coats seemed to understand his actions very much. Seeing him standing indifferently on his face, everyone smiled with peace of mind.

"Although we think you can walk out of the mental hospital and return to your normal life now, according to the relevant terms, you have to stay here for a while, and we have to observe you for a period of postoperative period. Please forgive me." One of the white coats said this, and Solomon nodded politely and showed a stiff smile.

Then there was a lengthy physical examination, followed by a nutritious lunch. White bread and milk, and special caregivers helped him eat. That is to say, when they found that he had no appetite at all, they would tear the white bread and dip it in milk and feed it into his mouth. If it were Su Jing in the past, he might think this was ridiculous, but now Solomon only thinks that saving some effort is not a bad thing. He now understands why the clown has been in a wheelchair before, and it is much easier to walk in a wheelchair than to walk.

At twelve o'clock noon, all the people in mental hospitals with relatively "harmless" danger levels had three hours of activity. The staff here generally seemed to think that bringing these old, weak, sick and disabled together to play chess, play puzzles, watch TV or play building blocks is good for their brains. Under the care of medical staff, Su Jing took a pair of old cards from the toy box that had been used many times.

He looked around and found a guy who could play cards with him. A middle-aged man with green hair was basking in the sun in a wheelchair.

"Do you want to play cards?"

Su Jing asked the medical staff to push the wheelchair and move to the person who was once called the clown.

"No, thank you." The other party replied coldly.

"Play cards. Or I'll pinch your neck and let you play. Choose your own choice." Solomon replied to the other party in an equally cold tone.

The clown was silent for a while.

Five minutes later, the two of them threw cards on the table one by one. To be honest, neither of them noticed what the other party was throwing, but just played cards down according to inertia.

"How is it feeling now?"

"Why not ask yourself?"

silence.

"Where is Harley?"

"inject."

silence.

“…”

"I remember you had a woman, too."

"It should be an injection."

The mechanic was also sent back to Ackham due to her capture, because her "symptoms" were relatively mild. She was receiving traditional calming medication with the clown girl who volunteered to stay in the spot, and should still be in the calm period after taking the medication.

"Do you want to go back to your original life?"

“Is this issue necessary to be discussed?”

"I just simply asked you about this fact."

"……In no mood."

"Why?"

"What's the good thing about the original days?"

"At least you can still feel happiness at that time."

"hapiness?"

"Yes."

"I have a problem." The clown pulled the card to the table. "Why do you think I was happy at that time? Is it because I was laughing?"

“……………………”

"At least I lost my happiness and my pain. To be honest, I don't think this business is a loss."

“……………………”

"Thank you for saying so much to a disabled person. I'm a little sleepy, goodbye."

The clown's wheelchair creaked away. Only Solomon was left facing the messy card table. He slowly sorted out the cards. He did the job very carefully, and the cards were arranged neatly from a to k according to the suits. Even after being deprived of emotions, he still had a certain tendency to force.

Then a girl walked towards him. Without looking at him, she knew that she had a slight smell of orange-scented engine oil. Gaiqi, the girl with brown hair disguised under her hair, sat opposite him, waved her hand in front of him, and Su Jing's eyes didn't move for a moment.

"…ah." The mechanical warlock sighed with some sorrow.

"By the way, Gai Qi." Su Jing put the cards back in the box, "Do you remember you kissed me once?"

"………………Remember."

It was a farewell kiss when Su Jing first completed a task with her partner in the Borderless World. Compared to that time, both of them have grown a lot now.

"I think I'm going to ask you right now." Solomon put the cards between the two. "Do you love me?"

"…………………I don't think you have the ability to discuss this issue with me now." The mechanic raised his eyebrows, "Besides, why do you have this kind of self-feeling idea? You don't really think you are so handsome that you are so handsome, right?! We have just fought on the same front for a few days. If love can be produced, why don't I be kinship with the people of Axton? OK, my dear comrade, and so many beautiful girls are waiting for you in the bed, let me go, a cute young girl with mediocre appearance."

"Is that right..." Su Jing pondered for a few seconds. Then he stood up, walked to the side of the mechanical warlock, and then pressed his head down to the point where the two of them were almost facing each other.

"Your heartbeats faster," Solomon announced coldly.

Then he kissed the girl's beautiful lips. The cold metal heart and the leaping heart were pressed together. The mechanic closed his eyes and tried his best to curb his tears, because she knew that her heart and blushing cheeks had completely betrayed her. She had to admit sadly that even if she never said everything, she just occasionally played teasing games with him, watching the two women share the man... she had always liked this man.

Perhaps it is a certain degree of similarity, and the same innocence facing this world. Perhaps it is because of his handsomeness, or because of the bonds he has formed from the day he fought together, the kind of security that is very reliable and life that is always without lack of fun, this romance script that is so simple that he is embarrassed to speak can defeat all seemingly strong defenses, this lonely child who looks smart but is actually stupid enough to give the same reward to all those who love him.

"So, you love me."

Su Jing stated this fact without emotion. Even though he lost his happiness and pain, the rules that had been written in his behavioral logic allowed him to come to an accurate conclusion.

"So, I will protect you as a reward for your love."

"...Well, escape from here first." The mechanic said with a choking choking with his patient's sleeve.

"Don't be so anxious for the moment, I have to wait for someone." Solomon unconsciously stroked the cards on the table, "There is one missing in this deck of cards."

In a separate cell, a man once called a clown took out a piece of cardboard from his sleeve, and he himself couldn't tell why he had just taken away the card.
Chapter completed!