Doctor Two-brains の小説・ストーリー

“It’s been three years. Why is it happening now?” “It could be the stress of the company mixed with your upcoming nuptials. It could be that your brain finally thinks you’re ready to recover from the injury. It could be anything really. We still know so little about the brain.” Dr. Jha sat in her chair. “We can do a scan, make sure that everything is okay back there and that there isn’t any excessive swelling that would be causing the headaches. However, I think it’s just that your memories might have started resurfacing.” I looked up at her and she was staring at my folder, but I knew she wasn’t reading any one thing on the page.

I asked and doc smiled towards me for the first time since I knew him and said . " My dear, you are carrying twins". I stayed still with my eyes wide open with shock at doc's words. " Am I dreaming"?. That was even more shocked than I actually was, he just stood still and was staring continuously at the screen. He didn't move a away from his position, it looked like he would enter the screen and bringing them out. " But how is that even possible"?. I asked the doctor and he smiled at me. " It happens dear, when two eggs are fertilized by two sperm or when one fertilized split into two".

Out of all the things I thought would be wrong with me, nothing could've prepared me for the truth bomb she has just dropped on me. "What are the risks of having this operation, doctor?" I ask. Mustering up the most courage I still have stored in my system. "Well with anything related to the brain, the risk of something bad happening much greater than most of the other operations, this could cause damage to your nervous system which would lead to several different dysfunctions, depending on what the nerve is in control of." She says. Taking in a much needed breath, absorbing the information thrown my way. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have said so much to you in the state you are currently residing

What I thought would take days to do, is turning out to move faster. As I clear her core, I decide to take a peek into her brain. As I get in there, I am surprised at how easily I can actually maneuver inside her brain. Had this been a surgeon trying to remove a tumour I think he would have refused to do so. With a surgeon, one mistake and the individual could be paralyzed or dead. I was able to follow along the path and absorb the toxins.

Norman replied. I patted his shoulder and hurried into the room. The doctor was indeed asking my father some questions, so I waited until he was done before I demanded answers. "His brain is scrambled due to his fall and he can't remember some things, but it's nothing to be overly concerned about." Doctor Dominguez assured me. "His memories will definitely return fully in a few days but for the time being, he needs a lot of rest and he should avoid staring at screens." "Screens?"

The doctor responded, "I will explain; when you bumped your head and body, it rattled your brain around in your skull damaging delicate tissues. Damaging some parts of the brain can cause problems in connectivity regions called diaschisis that has been linked to an imbalance in brain chemistry, specifically in the neurotransmitter acetylcholine which helps regulate signaling in the brain and plays an important role in attention and motivation" "Wait a minute, doc, don't you have a simpler explanation? My brain is bleeding and I still can't understand what you're saying," Kheed said, his hands on his head. The doctor chuckled, "Brain injury isn't like a broken bone or laceration. Brains are m

The screen flickered with lines of code, graphs and charts, a dizzying array of information that only the doctor can decipher. My eyes dart to the two doctors, my mind racing with the implications of their actions. The helmet, the computers, and the manual switch all part of the twins sinister move. A machine designed to wipe away my thoughts and memories. The air in the room is thick with tension, the only sound I hear is the soft tapping of the doctor’s fingers on the keyboard and the steady hum of the machines. My soul is trapped into a complete nightmare that I cannot awaken from. I look over at the twins, a smile on their faces. I was going to fucking kill them for what they are doing t

"Clear your mind Ezra, you are going to be needing it." He then sent a mindlink to the whole pack, and Nina was surprised to hear his voice in her head too. "I already know what you were going to say." She made an attempt to joke, and to her surprise, he chuckled, but his expression quickly turned back into that of worry. "Let me check with some people to see if I can find a neurosurgeon." Nina nodded. 'Nina, I just found a doctor.. I made my research on him. He has been a working ok brains for twenty two years, and he has had numerous successful surgeries and won many awards. But he is human.' Nina suddenly heard Claire's voice in her head.

Listening to Brian's rant, the doctor, a few years younger than Brian, realized what might be wrong with him, though the doctor is a few years younger than Brian, he knew more about relationships and feelings than Brian did. After what seemed like minutes of silence, the doctor spoke up, saying, "Um, Mr. Brian, I think your 'condition' is more of a personal problem." "I don't understand what you mean," Brian said, then paused before continuing, "Wait! ...it's not beating fast anymore." He said then continued to touch his chest. Dumbfounded by the sight of the funny and clueless side of Brian, the doctor could only stare at him speechlessly.