Mou Xuan pushed open the heavy glass door of the hospital, and the smell of disinfectant hit him in the face, making him frown uncomfortably.
People were coming and going in the corridor, and all kinds of noisy sounds were intertwined, making him feel irritated.
He walked straight to Dr. Zhang's office, his steps heavy, as if every step was on cotton.
"Knock, knock, knock," he knocked on the door of the clinic.
"Please come in." Doctor Zhang's familiar voice came from inside.
Mou Xuan pushed the door open and saw Dr. Zhang and Professor Li sitting at their desks.
Doctor Zhang's expression today seemed even colder than last time, while Professor Li still looked at him with that scrutinizing gaze, making him feel like an insect under a microscope.
"Hello, Doctor Zhang, Professor Li." Mou Xuan tried his best to remain calm.
"You're here again?" Doctor Zhang's tone was flat, without any emotion.
"Well, I have some new situations to tell you." Mou Xuan paused and described in detail the reappearance of his supernatural powers at home, including the expansion of the scope of time stagnation and attempts to control the flow of time.
After listening to you, Professor Li pushed up his glasses and said with a hint of disdain, "Your description is totally inconsistent with scientific common sense. How can time be controlled at will? This is simply a fantasy."
When Mou Xuan heard this, he was immediately unhappy: "Professor Li, I know this sounds incredible, but I did experience it myself, and there is no need for me to lie to you."
"Personal experience? Humph, who knows if you are making up a story?" Professor Li obviously didn't believe what Mou Xuan said.
"I'm not making up a story! Everything I said is true!" Mou Xuan's voice rose a little, and the atmosphere in the clinic suddenly became tense.
"Then tell me, how does your special ability work? What's the scientific basis for it?" Professor Li pressed on.
Mou Xuan took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew that it was meaningless to argue with Professor Li about scientific principles.
He looked at Professor Li and said word by word: "Since you don't believe my description, then I will let you see it with your own eyes!"
Mou Xuan took a deep breath and suppressed the anger in his heart. He knew that it was meaningless to argue with Professor Li about scientific principles.
He looked at Professor Li and said word by word: "Since you don't believe my description, then I will let you see it with your own eyes!"
After saying that, Mou Xuan closed his eyes, concentrated his mind, and tried to trigger his supernatural power again.
He clenched his teeth and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, but no matter how hard he tried, the effect of time stopping never appeared.
After several attempts, his face turned red, like a clown whose balloon was repeatedly inflated.
The strange looks from the medical staff around him made him feel uneasy, as if the whole world was laughing at his failure.
He felt that he had lost face in front of these two professionals and was filled with frustration.
"It seems that your 'superpower' is nothing but self-deception." Professor Li said coldly, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
Doctor Zhang's eyes also turned cold, as if he was waiting for Mou Xuan's further explanation.
Just when Mou Xuan was about to give up, he suddenly remembered the special feeling when he successfully triggered his supernatural power before.
The subtle, almost imperceptible vibration seemed as if the whole world was shaking slightly.
He closed his eyes, adjusted his breathing, concentrated his mind, and tried his best to recall the feeling of that moment.
Time seemed to slow down at this moment, and he felt a warm electric current spreading from his spine all the way through his body.
Suddenly, he opened his eyes and found himself standing at the door of the clinic.
Dr. Zhang and Professor Li both showed surprised expressions. Dr. Zhang's mouth was slightly open, and his jaw almost dropped out. Professor Li pushed up his glasses, with disbelief written all over his face.
When Mou Xuan saw their expressions, he felt a surge of pride in his heart. He felt that he had finally saved some face in front of them.
"Is this... true?" Professor Li's voice trembled a little.
Mou Xuan smiled slightly, with a determined light flashing in his eyes. He turned and walked back to the center of the clinic, and the confidence in his heart burned again.
Although it succeeded once, Mou Xuan knew that this thing was just like the smart home he had just bought, sometimes working and sometimes not, and it was impossible to control it as he wished.
He paced back and forth in the clinic like an anxious monkey, almost leaving a hole in the floor.
It feels like just unlocking a big move in a game, only to find out that the cooldown time is ridiculously long and you have to rely on luck to use it.
He stroked his chin with a frown on his face, like a philosopher in deep thought; then he slapped his thigh as if he had an epiphany, but then he fell into confusion again.
It feels like playing a giant jigsaw puzzle and you just need the last piece but can't find it.
The light above the clinic also fluctuated with him, flickering on and off, as if mocking his predicament.
Professor Li pushed up his glasses, his eyes full of excitement, as if he had discovered a new world.
He was like a child who had just got a new toy, with curiosity gleaming in his eyes, and his previous indifference and disdain had long been thrown out of the window.
"Mr. Mou, I have a bold idea!" He cleared his throat, his voice trembling, "Maybe... your ability is not about time control, but about you having some kind of... connection with time?"
As soon as these words came out, Dr. Zhang's expression instantly became as if he had eaten a lemon, and he wrinkled it into a ball.
"Professor Li, your hypothesis is too outrageous! It doesn't conform to scientific logic at all!"
Mou Xuan also found it a little unbelievable. After all, this thing sounded like a plot in a fantasy novel.
But if you think about it carefully, isn’t your own time travel and rebirth also a fantasy operation?
Maybe Professor Li’s hypothesis does make sense.
"Connect? How to connect?" Mou Xuan asked curiously.
Professor Li rubbed his hands and became even more excited.
"It's like... there's an invisible network cable between you and time, and your consciousness is the router that can send and receive time information!"
"This is too cyberpunk!" Mou Xuan couldn't help but complain.
Although Doctor Zhang still looked unconvinced, he did not refute it and just observed Mou Xuan silently.
Mou Xuan thought that instead of just standing there staring blankly, he might as well try Professor Li’s “network cable theory”.
He needed a quiet place to study his "router".
He took a deep breath, his eyes determined, like a soldier about to go to battle.
"I need a quiet place. I want to try out new ideas."
He ignored the two people who were still arguing behind him and strode out of the consulting room.
His back showed an inexplicable confidence, as if he was about to reveal the ultimate mystery of the universe.
He decided to try his luck in the hospital garden to see if his "Internet cable" could work.
Mou Xuan came to the hospital garden and found a secluded corner; he stood under a tree.
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