Turning back, Mu Yongxian looked at the top student in the National Association in front of him, who he also favored, and was surprised: What secrets does this person have? If it is not a secret, Cao Zhao will not say such a word as nightmare.

What is a nightmare? Nightmares need to be told, kid. Everyone knows that nightmares can only be solved by telling them. Of course, if the nightmare is too terrible to be told...

Mu Lao was different from other teachers. He was the most honest teacher she had ever met. He analyzed everything for her without hiding anything. "You study cardiomyocytes, saying that they are the main component, the skeleton of the heart, and that they seem to be the main cause of all diseases. Do you mean that you want to study the ultimate cause of death from various heart diseases and the relationship between cardiomyocytes? So you want to see my cardiomyocyte pathology sections?"

The most terrifying thing about the boss is that he effortlessly cracked her exposed thought process.

"Are you researching this because you encounter difficult and complicated diseases in clinical practice and want to find out the cause of death of the patient?"

"If we want to find out the cause of death, we need to perform an autopsy on the body." Doctor Han couldn't help but interject with what he thought was a matter of course, and was immediately saluted by the two big men.

In an instant, everyone understood what the Fairy Brother meant by having a nightmare.

"Oh, so the person is not dead. You had a nightmare and dreamed that the person was dying." Doctor Han suddenly realized and said, "The patient went to the hospital and found nothing wrong? You insist that you had a nightmare that the person was dying, so you came up with these thoughts?"

It seems that this is correct.

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"You need to see a psychiatrist," said Dr. Han.

Xie Wanying didn't say anything, as she had already expected this result.

"Have you been having this nightmare all the time?" Big Brother Mu continued to help her analyze the situation honestly. "Are you under too much psychological pressure in some way? Maybe go get a CT scan of your brain?"

There was no need to suspect that she had a problem with her brain. Her brother, the neurosurgeon, was watching her all the way. Cao Zhaomo's eyes lit up: He had finally helped his brother to get some information.

"If it's just a simple academic issue." Mu Yongxian thought that it was unlikely that she, a top student, had a brain problem, and said, "If you insist on studying this topic, you need to find a mentor you approve of, design the experimental ideas carefully, and follow the experimental specifications. Don't fantasize. Science doesn't have such a path as fantasy, and it won't be affected by whether you have nightmares or not. You can always ask us if you have any questions."

The teacher said that she could help at any time. Xie Wanying nodded and said, "Thank you, Teacher Mu."

"Let me tell you something first. A doctor saving a life is like saving a drowning person. He will try every possible means to save the person, but he may never see what is hidden under the pool that is pulling the drowning person down. Do you understand what I mean?"

Mu was a very sincere person. He was telling her that you might be able to get a rough idea of ​​the cause of death, but you would never be able to find the specific cause and be helpless. This was probably the reason for her nightmare.

This is basically the situation we face when we encounter a dying patient in clinical practice.

When leaving the meeting room, Xie Wanying felt a big hand touching the back of her head. She guessed that it was the fairy brother who touched her head.

Unlike the honest Mu, the fairy brother is like Brother Cao, who is sunny and caresses her head to comfort her, telling her that she doesn't need to be afraid of nightmares. Doctors are least afraid of ghosts and monsters, let alone nightmares.

Xie Wanying was encouraged.