Chapter 643

I'll be slaughtered.

This is an instrument about the size of a shoe box. It's white and has two long lines. At the end of the line is a round thing like iron sheet. The words on it are shocking: Electroconvulsive instrument

electroconvulsive?!

Jane Xiaodan only feels that her scalp is fried when she sees these words. Do you know what it's like when her scalp is fried? It's like there's static electricity all over the body. The scalp is full of goose bumps, the hair is fried, and the fear all over the body is surging up and up.

It came up to my throat and seemed to vomit.

What is the electroshock instrument? Where is it used? Jane Xiaoshan thought, but she is not a medical personnel after all. She has no such medical knowledge. Or is it not a medical device?

Whether it's electroshock or not, it's not electrotherapy, it can electrocute people to shock.

How many milliamps is this?

What makes Jane's scalp even more explosive is that Professor Zhang holds these two pieces of iron in her hand and puts them beside her ears, one on each side, aiming at her temple.

Temple?!

It's not the stick, it's not the plug, it's not the hand, it's not the body, it's the temple.

Jane Xiaoshan's body shakes up. When people are scared, they really can't control their own body. Her body shakes up like a sieve, which makes the operating bed creak.

"OK, now I ask you a question. If I answer it well, you don't need to receive this treatment. Let's go out and get other treatment." Professor Zhang turned around and snapped the switch on the electroconvulsive device.

Jane turned her head and saw the pointer jump wildly for a while. Then she stopped at 1 mA.

"First, do you have Internet addiction?" Professor Zhang asked in a very gentle tone, his head above Jane's head, and the small iron pieces in his hands were close to Jane's temple.

Jane Xiaodan instinctively struggled, desperately struggled: "let me go! Let go of me! You pervert! Let me go

"Don't move. If you move, you'll be electrified." Professor Zhang's hand, closer to the temple: "quiet, child."

As soon as the voice fell, Jane's frantic struggling body suddenly stopped. Yes, the iron sheet was beside her ear. With such a move, she bumped into it. She stopped and became quiet.

"To answer the first question, do you have Internet addiction?" Professor Zhang asked again.

If yes, will it be electrified or not? Jane Xiaoshan thought, her mind is to be electrified, but the body is instinctively rigid to want to shrink up, want to avoid.

"No After thinking about it, Jane said softly, her voice trembling and her shoulders shrugging together instinctively.

"Think about it carefully. Do you have Internet addiction? What do you get from five days and five nights in Internet cafes? Is this Internet addiction? What made your brother send you here. Do you have Internet addiction Professor Zhang chuckled: "lie, but to be punished."

This is a psychological hint, Jane Xiaoshan understood.

The first step of electric shock therapy is to let these children who feel that they have no Internet addiction admit that they have Internet addiction. Only when they admit that they will receive treatment.

But is it useful to force such recognition?

Jane Xiaoshan raised her eyes and looked at Professor Zhang. This is her closest distance to see his face, a face in her early thirties, a kind smile, but her hair is gray, and it seems that there are a lot of dandruff. There is a faint smell of disinfectant on her body.

She knew that if she answered yes, she would not be shocked. If she still answered no Internet addiction, she would be shocked.

"Think about it, kid. Tell me if you have Internet addiction or not." Professor Zhang's voice came gently again, and her hand was closer to her temple. She could almost feel it. As long as she tilted her head slightly, the temple would be electrified.

Jane Xiaoshan's tears flowed down.

Fear, fear, want to retreat filled her mind.

A voice said: forget it, you have seen the therapeutic apparatus, you can also write a manuscript, that's it, this is the electric temple! When I was a child, I was accidentally electrified...

a voice said: how can I see the therapeutic apparatus? How can we know his treatment mode without personal experience? There should be his reason for such a high cure rate.

Professor Zhang's hand, a little closer again, she can almost feel the temperature of his hand.

It's hard to talk about the strong mental pressure under the electric shock instrument.

If the treatment is really useful, we must experience the whole process. Such a manuscript is a fair and factual report. It's not only for the sake of gaining a firm foothold in the workplace, not only for the sake of high cold, but also for the sake of 60 million Internet addicts in China. As a reporter, this is what I should do! Jane's eyes closed with a single bite.

"You fuckin 'have Internet addiction, I don't!" She roared.

Ah!!!! A pitiful wail of life and death passed through the wall and filled the whole Internet addiction treatment institution, whirling in this small house.Before her voice fell, Jane struggled with all her limbs and instinctively wanted to escape from the operating table. She opened her eyes and her white eyes were covered with red blood.

Two pieces of iron on her temple, press once, but a second.

One second is enough to destroy everything.

What is the feeling of being shocked? It's like ten thousand needles penetrating the brain, from one side of the temple to the other, stirring the brain with one needle, so that you can't die if you want to die and can't live if you want to live.

The sweat came out all over, but the tears didn't come out.

Pain, nausea, nausea all came up, the most representative of human pain tears, in this short second can not respond.

When it's really painful, there are no tears.

Jane Xiaoshan's body quickly shakes up and shakes up again, which is much more violent than the fear of not being shocked. The pain disappears. But fear swept again, this time like the roar of the sea, drowning Jane Xiaoshan, drowning her courage and determination.

Help, help, mom, mom, help. Jane Xiaodan's tears finally came out and instinctively asked for mercy in a low voice.

"Well, let me ask you again, do you have Internet addiction?" Professor Zhang's voice came over. He took out a piece of paper and wiped his tears for Xiaodan. There were big sweat on his forehead: "if you don't answer me honestly, you'll have to add more."

He pointed to the therapeutic instrument: "you are just level 1, we have a total of 5 levels, you think clearly and then answer me."

Jane Xiaoshan gasps for breath. The pain and nausea just now continue and have not yet dissipated. But in her mind, she clearly extracts a message, an important message: the treatment is divided into five levels.

She just saw it. It's one milliampere.

People outside know that if they don't obey, the punishment will increase, but they don't know how much it will increase. For news reports, data is very important.

It's too emotional for you to describe what it's like to be shocked. If you add data...

this is really a professional news report.

Level five. Is it a milliampere for every level? Jane thought.

Do you want to continue? Jane Xiaodan closed her eyes and cried bitterly. She sobbed and said, "Mom, mom, I'm in pain... I'm afraid...

" answer me. " Professor Zhang turned around, twisted the current button, increased the amplitude, and then held the iron sheet in both hands, and approached Jane Xiaodan's temple again: "Xiaodan, you want to answer me, do you have Internet addiction in the end, right? This time, it's the second level. "

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