Chapter 706 - The Ghost Lingers
"What do you want to drink?" Gregory said this, looking at the blonde woman beside him, who was Wilson's girlfriend Amber.
"It's time for us to go!" Amber frowned, took Gregory's hand and wanted to leave.
"No, no, no," Gregory was not so obedient. "Give me and this lady another ...... Have a drink to each! Amber, what do you want to drink? ”
"I said, don't drink anything," Amber repeated. "It's getting late, we need to get back quickly."
"Give me another glass of Scotch whisky and give her a drink...... Metropolis is fine, her cup of go for a snack. ”
"I'm not here for a drink," Amber said, dissatisfied. "Hurry up and go!"
"Drink your cup, or I'll dry both together." Grigory looked at her and said this.
"......" Amber sighed after hesitating for a moment. Okay, have a drink, and come with me. ”
"No, wait a minute," Gregory's recollection was interrupted by the presence of Wilson in a surgical gown as he appeared in Gregory's memories - it seemed that Gregory's memories had a certain degree of integration with reality. "How could Amber go out for a drink with you at night and still ...... Hurry back with you? You...... Can you remember an earlier fragment? ”
Grigory was silent, and the brain surgeon looked as if he could see something good.
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Memories are rewound forward.
"I drank so much when I drove the locomotive, I kept it for you first." The bartender at the bar took the car keys from Gregory with a cold face.
"Can I call someone?" Grigory asked. "My phone is dead."
The bartender looked at him and handed Grigory the phone from the bar, who immediately dialed a number.
"Who did you call to?" Wilson asked. "To Amber?"
"I don't know, but I think I can ask about my memories," said Gregory, doing what he didn't remember as he recalled—glancing at the screen of the phone in his hand. "Call your landline."
"I went to a store on the way......" Wilson paused, and his expression turned remorseful. Amber was probably at home at the time. ”
"So I asked her to go to you and tell you to bring me back, but she didn't bother to wait for you to come back and came to pick me up......" Grigory muttered to himself.
Then came the scene that Gregory had just described, until ......
Amber was about to pick up her glass when she suddenly sneezed. "Excuse me, can you give me a tissue?"
"The snot is clear and looks like a regular flu." Watching her blow her nose, Grigory whispered. "Then we went to the bus and took me home."
He didn't tell Wilson that because he couldn't stand on his feet, it was Amber who was holding his hand and holding his body out of the bar. Or in Gregory's case, he was kind of like he walked out with Amber in his arms.
This is not important for diagnosis.
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on the bus.
"You're really fit to be a butler," Gregory put his hands on Amber's back, even though he had balanced himself against the saddle. "Pick me up in person at night, it seems that you ...... Looks like I'm pretty good with Wilson. ”
"yes, otherwise I wouldn't have been willing to pick you up so late from such a troublesome home—Ahh Just as he was saying this, Amber suddenly sneezed again. "Damn, do you have tissues?"
"I don't have tissues, but can I have sleeves?" Grigory shook his arm on Amber's back. "Well, I have two."
"Two may not be enough, I have a bad cold...... Amber said, snorting helplessly.
"Are there any other complications?" Wilson reappeared in Gregory's memories, sitting in the last row of the bus and looking at Gregory. "If it's just a bad cold, it's impossible to have ventricular fibrillation?"
"Unless......" Gregory's voice suddenly frightened. No, don't! ”
In front of him, Amber took two cold pills from his handbag and took them directly.
"What's wrong?" Wilson asked hurriedly.
"She's just getting a common cold, but the problem is the medicine she's taking," Gregory said, staring at Amber in the frame. "She was on amantadine...... The car accident destroyed her kidneys, causing her body to be unable to metabolize amantadine, which was poisoned and damaged her heart......"
Amantadine was identified in the United States in 1976 as a therapeutic drug for the treatment of Asian influenza A virus.
At the same time, Gregory recalls asking the driver during his first reminiscence if it was possible that Parkinson's caused the accident as a result of his inability to drive the vehicle. In retrospect, that may have confirmed his current hypothesis about amantadine—that the driver did not show evidence of Parkinson's, and Gregory suddenly made the inference that it might be Parkinson's.
Because in addition to the relatively rare use of influenza, amantadine is more used to treat Parkinson's disease, so that sudden inspiration may also be a hint provided to Gregory by the subconscious.
But now it's too late...... Gregory's expression twisted—pain and remorse all over it.
"As long as she is on dialysis, will she be able to get rid of the excess amantadine in her body?" Wilson's voice was tinged with surprise – dialysis two or three times a week was a paltry price compared to treatments such as cardiopulmonary bypass, which were now being performed. As long as you can filter out amantadine, it's worth it.
Grigory was silent and did not respond to him.
"What's wrong?" In joy, Wilson suddenly realized that Gregory's reaction was wrong. "Is there something wrong?"
"Don't forget, she had dialysis once before she came here, but her symptoms flare-up." After a long silence, Grigory softly shattered Wilson's illusions. "Adamantane binds to proteins, which makes it impossible for dialysis to filter out ......"
"That'...... We must be able to do something, right? Wilson's face was a little pale. We've got to ......."
"There's nothing we can do about it," Grigory said apologetically, looking at Wilson. She ...... Her body organs had suffered extensive failure, and it was difficult to secure a kidney for her. Even if she continued to use cardiopulmonary bypass, the half-life of amantadine in patients with both kidneys removed was 7 to 10 days, and she would not be able to excrete it naturally. I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I shouldn't have called her out......"
In the dream, Gregory's eyes were already red.
At this point, the bus came to the same intersection again, and the same garbage truck rushed out again from the same place......
The alarm bell sounded, not from dreams, but from reality - the third memory was interrupted, because in reality Gregory's body suddenly began to twitch.
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[Amber, a former respiratory physician at Princeton Model Hospital and a former diagnostic intern at Princeton Model Hospital, died of heart damage caused by sustained tachycardia caused by amantadine poisoning on the third day after the crash with the consent of her husband Wilson. 】
[Grigory Asker, the former chief specialist of the Special Diagnostic Department of the Princeton Demonstration Hospital, in April 1993, suffered from a compound local spasm due to electrical stimulation, which aggravated the old skull fracture and caused cerebral hemorrhage, accompanied by cognitive impairment. Despite repeated attempts to retain him, Gregory resigned and signed a contract with Rice Flower Central Hospital in February 1994. 】
As for the reason for his departure? Of course, it was to escape, to avoid remembering what happened here again, forgetting that he had indirectly killed Amber, killed the person he loved, and killed his best friend's wife and beloved.
He thought a year would be enough time for him to forget all the painful things, but he was wrong—probably because of Neviah's blonde hair, which reminded him of Amber again, and the image was so real that it was as if it were ......
Smiling bitterly at himself, Gregory, who was lying on the bed, turned off the lamp and prepared to go to bed early to make up for the lack of deep sleep during this time. But at this moment, a familiar voice rang out.
"You're too ruthless, I worked so hard to see you, and you just reacted like this?"
Gregory's eyes widened, and he re-lit the light switch like lightning.
Amber was wearing a revealing erotic lingerie and sat on his crotch through the covers.
"Did you miss me?" Amber smiled and stroked Gregory's body through the quilt, but was a little dissatisfied after seeing Gregory's expression. "What do you mean by your expression? How is it like seeing a ghost? ”
Of course, Grigory cannot be blamed for this, because under the exposed underwear there are a large number of bandages wrapped around the body - on the head, abdomen, legs...... It's all the places that Gregory remembered when Amber was injured in the car accident.
What's more, he noticed that Amber, who was riding on him, didn't seem to have any weight.
He's really hell about it.
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"Sleep apnea, infection, trauma, multiple sclerosis, schizophrenia, Vicodin overdose...... Your hallucinations should be one of these six reasons. The new doctor frowned and looked at the list in his hand. Really, do you think it's a bit ironic that you're coming to see me? ”
"If you check elsewhere, you will leave a record, and you may be in trouble." Grigory sat on the hospital bed and said to [her].
"Got it," the new doctor sighed. "Anyway, I'm going to test them all for you - but then again, you probably have that in mind, right?"
"I know, but I've been eating Vicodin for six years, and I've never seen anything like this before." Grigory shook his head. "So I'm inclined to be probably ...... Infections or things like that that progress slowly like multiple sclerosis. I've had a skull fracture before, so it's also possible that an old injury will come back. As for schizophrenia, I know it's less common in my age group (it tends to be more common in young people), so that's why I've adjusted its priority to this low-level. ”
"But still before the most probable cause?" The new doctor asked rhetorically.
"......," said Grigory, who was silent for a moment. You don't understand what Vicodin means to me, and if you really want to give up, you have to do it really out of necessity. ”
"Hmm," the new doctor nodded understandingly. "Got it, I'll check it for you."
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Well...... [Gregory Hallucination] chapter is officially over, and then enter the [Ayumi Special Training] chapter