I really don't want to hang up

Chapter 408 Like a New Life
Five minutes later, Dr. Hartmann arrived on the tarmac.

He was followed by a group of first responders in civilian clothes, who had different responsibilities to deal with various emergencies.

"I came as soon as I received the news."

As Arthur's attending doctor, Hartman is on call around the clock and dispatched at any time.

He looked solemn, "Let's introduce the situation."

Arthur had only been discharged from the hospital for a day, and he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing.

If it's a multiple personality relapse, which may require rehospitalization, then it's tricky.

Awu introduced the people around him to Hartman,

"This is J4, the person in charge of this area, and this is Difu. After Difu found me, I immediately contacted J4, called the surveillance cameras near the park, and found my dad in the park."

Awu directly showed Hartman the surveillance video.

In the video, Arthur is sitting on a park bench, talking and laughing with another person, and playing coin toss.

Seeing this scene, Hartman breathed a sigh of relief,
"That is to say, this 'Diff' is not a hallucination?"

"Yes."

The melancholy in Awu's eyebrows did not dissipate, and he continued,

"According to the shape of his mouth, he pretended to be Difu. Although I don't know why he did it, it's not good news. My dad is still recovering. I'm afraid of irritating him."

"Relax, Ah Wu, you're too nervous."

Hartman withdrew his gaze and said in relief,
"Don't look at your father with the eyes of a patient. He is the most special one. Have faith in him. There will always be uncontrollable accidents in life, but not all accidents are bad. The most urgent thing is to find this person, Ask about the situation."

J4 in a suit nodded, "I've already sent someone to look for it, and I'll be there soon"

While speaking, J4's brows suddenly arched, his face changed abruptly,
"Found him deep in the park, he tried to kill himself, doctor, I need help!"

Dr. Hartman subconsciously wanted to refuse. These medical staff were all serving Mr. Arthur.

As has been said before, Mr. Arthur is rich, incomparably rich.

Arthur's safety was Hartman's highest priority, and everything else was put aside, let alone the life of a stranger.

If Arthur's treatment went wrong, more than one life would have to pay the price.

Although the technology is very advanced in this era, the gap between the rich and the poor still exists, and people's lives are different.

"Go support."

A voice sounded from behind everyone.

Arthur came back with two cups of milk tea. While drinking the milk tea, he mumbled,
"Doctor Hartmann, let your men go."

Dr. Hartman still wanted to refuse, "But."

"I'm right here, you can apply for a second team to support you. If this person dies right after chatting with me, whether he is Dife or not, I will be very troubled."

Arthur blinked and said with a smile,

"It's part of the treatment."

Speaking of this, Dr. Hartmann has no room to refuse.

He said a few words into the air, and immediately half of the people rushed to the depths of the park to participate in the rescue.

Arthur squeezed through the crowd, came to Awu, and handed him a cup of milk tea,
"I still don't like smoking, and I don't know why your godfather likes it. Let's drink some healthy milk tea."

A Wu took the milk tea, frowned after taking a sip,

"Isn't it too sweet?"

He lowered his head and glanced at the milk tea, and the glasses concluded through analysis that double the amount of honey was added to the milk tea.

Honey?

Since when did Dad like to drink this kind of thing?
Awu looked at Arthur and found that his cup was sugar-free.

Arthur drank the milk tea and threw the paper cup into the engine,

"Son, if you meet someone who also likes to drink milk tea in the future, say hello to him for Dad."

A Wu felt that Dad's illness might not be completely cured.

Cognitive impairment cured, but turned into a riddle man.

Hartman saw what Awu was thinking, and said helplessly, "Your father used to be a riddler."

Arthur did not leave the park, but walked to the depths to see the rescue scene.

According to Arthur, he spent all the money, so he had to see who he saved, right?

Everyone walked forward, J4 introduced to everyone,
"This man's name is Michael Wright. He is unemployed. His family has some foundations. He can make a good living with the interest. He spends 90% of his time in Brave New World. As for why he pretended to be Dife, I didn't find out the reason."

After finishing speaking, J4 glanced at Difu, the meaning in his eyes was obvious.

This lucky guy escaped a catastrophe.

Michael's suicide, no matter how you look at it, has something to do with Arthur.

In other words, Michael saved Defee from a disaster.

Defu was belatedly aware at this moment, and cold sweat kept breaking out on his forehead.

He cherishes this opportunity to communicate with Mr. Arthur, but he is unwilling to lose his life because of it. Thinking about it carefully, if he can get the information he wants, it is not impossible.
Thinking of this, Difu was afraid again.

After walking a few steps, they arrived at the rescue scene.

In the makeshift operating room, more than a dozen people were busy surrounding Michael.

In order to facilitate the understanding of Arthur and others, Dr. Hartmann quantified some physiological indicators and visualized them for everyone.

"The situation is not optimistic."

Dr. Hartman pointed to a piece of data and said,
"It's too late to rescue him, his current brain death is approaching the threshold."

"That's not right."

Arthur frowned, looked at the data,
"It's not even 50%, so it can't be saved?"

Based on his understanding of the technology of this era, it is not difficult to revive 50% of the dead brain nerves, after all, they can directly replace the nerves and cells.

"In medicine, even if 100% of the cranial nerves are dead, they can be revived."

Dr. Hartmann explained patiently,
"But what's the difference between this and cloning a person to live on?

In the process of technological development, morality is also changing. Everyone has different moral standards and different understandings of technology.

The problems brought about by differentiation cannot be constrained by a rigid law. Therefore, in terms of death rescue, federal laws fully respect individual wishes, and individuals can set their own brain death thresholds, which can be between 1% and 99.9999%.

As long as the critical value is exceeded, we must give up rescue. This is not an area where technology can be unscrupulous. "

Arthur nodded slowly and murmured,

"Understood, Michael's setting is 50%. If the brain death reaches 50%, you will give up the rescue, right?"

Dr. Hartman nodded, "Yes."

During the conversation between the two, Michael's condition did not improve, and his brain death was still improving.

Finally, his brain dead percentage came to 50.00%
At this moment, all the doctors involved in the rescue stopped and looked at Michael.

Physiologically, he is still alive.

In the legal sense, he is already a futures dead person.

Dr. Hartman looked solemn, ready to announce Michael's death and the time of death.

A smile appeared on Arthur's face, as if he had seen something interesting.

In the next second, the numbers on the screen suddenly jumped.

49.9999%!

"Rescue immediately!"

Dr. Hartmann even rushed into the emergency room himself and took over the command.

The statistics of brain death are not entirely accurate, and some cells thought to be dead turn out to come back to life.

Statistical caliber, there is an error of about 0.0001%.

However, Dr. Hartman has been practicing medicine for so many years, and this is the first time I have seen the error of getting stuck on the death line!

If Michael dies at his hands, he will face charges of manslaughter!

Murder, in this era, is an extremely terrifying crime.

No one has the right to take another's life, and if convicted, faces dire penalties.

Fortunately, after Dr. Hartman joined, Michael's condition improved rapidly, his brain death rate decreased rapidly, and he was saved from the brink of death.

Taking off his gloves, Dr. Hartman wiped the sweat from his forehead and introduced,
"We have replaced the dead cells and nerves. He needs to go through a series of tests to ensure that he will not commit suicide again before he can talk to you. Don't worry, the process will be very fast."

As Dr. Hartman said, Michael soon appeared in front of everyone.

Like a new life.

Arthur looked at the other party, and found nothing unusual about the other party, but his temperament was completely different.

The opponent exudes an aura similar to his own.

Arthur asked,
"You're not Dife, who are you?"

"Michael Wright, you may call me Little Michael, Mr. Arthur."

Michael said apologetically,
"I didn't intend to deceive you. Except for the name, everything I said to you is true. I am your loyal fan. When you appear in front of me, I cannot refuse the opportunity to communicate with you"

According to Michael, he wanted to communicate with Arthur too much.

So, according to what Arthur said, he found out about Difu's information, and pretended to be Difu, and chatted with Arthur for a long time.

After the misunderstanding was resolved, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

A false alarm.

Arthur asked another question. Everyone was very concerned, but they didn't dare to ask the exported question.

"Why commit suicide?"

Arthur stared at Michael and said in a questioning tone,

"Especially after talking to me, you know, if you do this, you will get me into a lot of trouble."

After a conversation, Michael committed suicide near the park. If the news got out, what impact would it have on Arthur's reputation?
"Misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!"

Michael nodded again and again, showing a flattering expression, and explained,

"I came to this park to kill myself. Please don't get me wrong. I just lost my passion for life. Since I was born, I don't need to worry about anything. Even entertainment, there is a brave new world.

This kind of life without any regrets is too empty. I lost all my goals and sank into nothingness.

If you don’t believe me, you can check, the things I used to commit suicide were all purchased in advance.”

J4 confirmed his statement that the suicide rate in this park has not been low.

Most people spend time in Brave New World when they are not working.

People who appear outside have a reason.

Especially places like parks are suitable for dying alone.

"I see."

Arthur rubbed his chin, suddenly realized,
"And now, do you still want to die, I warn you, if you commit suicide now, you will have to pay me for the rescue expenses just now!"

Hearing these familiar words, a smile appeared on Awu's face, this was the Arthur he was familiar with.

"No no no!"

Michael shook his head frantically, and said sincerely,

"This experience alone is worth remembering for ten years, no, 20 years!"

Obviously, this suicide and rescue brought waves to his peaceful life and ignited a new passion in him.

"That's good"

Arthur took out a coin from his pocket, and showed it to Michael in front of everyone,
"Remember this coin, we played a game."

Michael arched his brows, thinking hard, and finally shook his head giving up,

"Sorry, Mr. Arthur, they replaced part of my brain cells, and I think the memory is lost."

"It's okay, this game is very simple."

Arthur showed Michael the front and back of the coin.

On the front, there is a building that looks like a paradise.

On the other hand, it looks like the headquarters of some organization.

"Our game is not over yet. Before you tossed a coin, I guessed heads and tails. Now it's time to change it."

The coin twirled between Arthur, and Arthur asked,

"Are you right or wrong?"

"Mr. Arthur, whether it is pros or cons, there is only a 50% correct rate. This question has a 100% correct answer."

Michael squinted and smiled,
"When a coin is flipped, it's still a coin."

The coin at the fingertips stopped, and Arthur looked at him,

"Interesting answer."

The pros and cons are two sides, but the two sides are one.

Just like Paradise Lost and the Resistance Army, many people are both members of Paradise Lost and the Resistance Army. Even they themselves can't tell which side they really belong to.

Michael added,

"If it is necessary to distinguish pros and cons, I think it should be reversed first."

"understood."

Arthur put away the coins and was about to turn around and leave.

That's enough for the conversation.

What he should do, has been done.

"Wait a minute!"

Michael called Arthur to stop, with a look of embarrassment on his face,

"Mr. Arthur's dollar is mine."

Arthur's smile froze instantly, and the good mood of picking up money was gone.

"You care so much about a dollar? How stingy."

With that said, Arthur reluctantly returned the dollar to Michael.

He said that others were stingy, but he was reluctant to part with a dollar.

Before leaving, Arthur did not forget to drop harsh words,

"You will regret this!"

A smile similar to Arthur's appeared on Michael's face, breathing the free air, and reminiscing about the feeling of being reborn.

This feeling is wonderful.

And get a dollar back from that guy, which is even better.

If you earn one piece and the other party loses one piece, your happiness will be doubled!
Unfortunately, Michael's happiness didn't last long.

He regretted it.

J4 appeared in front of him and issued a ticket,
"Mr. Michael, we have received a report that you vandalized public property. The bench you sat on needs to be fined 2000 pairs, and this coin will also be confiscated. What, you said that you vandalized public property was ordered by Arthur? Do you have evidence? According to our understanding, your memory is not very reliable and cannot be used as evidence. Yes, the whistleblower is indeed Arthur, and 50% of your fine will be sent to Mr. Arthur as a reward. What? You want to report Mr. Arthur?"

(End of this chapter)