Over the phone, Yan Feifan gave a detailed introduction of Zhang Chao’s condition and stated his research objectives.

“If my hypothesis and analysis are correct, I want to pinpoint the exact location of the epileptic lesion causing the abnormal electrical discharges in Chao’s brain. Once the location is confirmed, I can implant a bio-electrical stimulation device in the corresponding area of a person’s brain. This will verify whether Hyperthymesia can be artificially induced, allowing an ordinary person to acquire an unforgettable, photographic memory.”

To err on the side of caution, Feifan added, “Of course, this is only my most optimistic guess. The current medical community has yet to find a way to artificially induce Hyperthymesia. This research of mine will very likely end in failure.”

Feifan further explained, “The reason I want to enlist your help to conduct this research in secret is because I am worried. If we get lucky and produce viable results, the information might accidentally leak. There is a serious risk of it being abused.”

The big-bellied man’s voice came through the phone. “Mr. Yan, what kind of help do you need us to provide for this research?”

Feifan pondered for a moment. “I need an epilepsy research expert and the most sensitive electroencephalogram detector available to confirm whether the patient, Chao, is genuinely having an epileptic seizure. If it is confirmed, I need to pinpoint the exact location of the discharging lesion.”

Feifan thought for another second and continued, “I also need the highest precision cerebral angiography machine. I have to use the cerebrovascular map around the epileptic lesion to achieve more accurate positioning.”

He quickly gathered his thoughts. “For now, that is all I need. As for further human trials, we will talk about that later.”

Before his words even settled, the big-bellied man’s voice chased right after through the receiver. “Mr. Yan, personally speaking, the value of this research and development project of yours is immeasurable. However, this exceeds my scope of authority. But please rest assured, Mr. Yan. I will report this to the heads of the relevant departments immediately. As for the results, please wait patiently. It will not take long.”

Feifan estimated that the “patience” and “not take long” mentioned by the big-bellied man would mean half a day or a full day. To his great surprise, it only took half an hour. To be exact, twenty-eight minutes later, Feifan received a call back from him.

“Mr. Yan, the Chief takes this very seriously. He instructed us to coordinate national resources and manpower to meet all your demands. Also, our people have already set out to transfer the patient, Chao, to a more secure location. Mr. Yan, do you have any other requests?”

In a rather good mood, Feifan gave a few more instructions and explanations regarding specific details over the phone. By the time he ended the call, he noticed it was almost two in the afternoon.

Feifan hurried to Dr. Qiu Ge’s office in the neurosurgery department. He found quite a crowd gathered inside. Aside from Dr. Qiu, there was the neurology department director, Dr. Chen Boyu, and chief physician, Dr. Sun Ya, along with the neurologist Yu Yougan and other doctors from Baining Hospital. Coupled with their respective assistants and students, the doctors from the neurosurgery department, and Yu Beihua, who usually studied under Dr. Qiu Ge, there were nearly twenty people present.

Under everyone’s gaze, Feifan quickly apologized for his tardiness.

Qiu Ge chuckled softly. “Since Mr. Yan has arrived, let’s get to work! Let us head to the laboratory.”

On their way to the lab with the group of twenty, Ge softly briefed Feifan. “We randomly divided the thirty-three comatose trial patients into three groups this morning, with eleven patients in each group. The neurology department, Baining Hospital, and our neurosurgery department will each be responsible for one group.”

“A group competition?” Feifan guessed.

Ge smiled faintly. “That is indeed the intention. Since there is underlying contempt, we naturally have to rely on our true skills to prove our worth. Mr. Yan, for the sake of fairness, you do not need to intervene in the specific procedures. I want to show them that being older and having more seniority simply means they have eaten a few more years of meals. It is nothing to brag about.”

Feifan knew that Dr. Qiu’s remarks were aimed at those old fogeys in the neurology department. It was a hospital tradition for the internal medicine and surgical departments to look down on each other. Furthermore, as a female doctor who had only recently taken charge of the neurosurgery department, Dr. Qiu Ge inevitably faced suppression from the old guard in neurology during their conflicts. It seemed she was harboring pent-up frustration and wanted to battle it out with them.

The first step of the experimental therapy was to find the optimal infrasonic resonance frequency for the patient. Under the intense scrutiny of Boyu, Yougan, and the others, Dr. Qiu inserted a probe into the back of the first patient’s head and activated the infrasonic resonance generator. She had good luck this time, finding the optimal resonance frequency within two minutes.

Because they had data from the first round of trials, they did not need to be overly cautious for this experimental treatment. After identifying the patient’s optimal resonance frequency, they immediately commenced the resonance stimulation therapy.

Dr. Qiu Ge punctured the back of the patient’s head with six more probes. The number of resonance probes inserted into the injured area of the patient’s brainstem, as well as the exact puncture locations, had been collectively decided upon by Ge, Boyu, and Yougan.

Last night, Feifan had taken some time to individually review the patient puncture plan they had jointly formulated. He had even proposed his own modifications for the specific probe puncture positions of eighteen patients.

After the resonance stimulation therapy was completed for the first patient under Dr. Qiu’s care, the next was the second patient, managed by Boyu, the neurology department director. She was also quite fortunate, taking less than four minutes to find the optimal infrasonic resonance frequency.

However, during the subsequent insertion of the five probes, Feifan could not help but frown. The puncture locations of two probes had slightly deviated from the puncture paths in his memory. This was the first patient managed by Boyu; there was no way his own memory was faulty. This must have been Mrs. Chen developing her own new understanding of the puncture points.

Since this was an experimental therapy, Feifan could not be certain that the puncture locations he had previously approved were absolutely the best. However, Boyu’s unauthorized alterations still left him deeply displeased. Still, he had already decided to withdraw from this research project. Moreover, since they had split into three groups to compete, it effectively allowed them to make moderate adjustments based on their own understanding. Therefore, Feifan could only tolerate it.

He consoled himself. “I am merely planting a seed to inspire others. Allowing a hundred schools of thought to contend, encouraging trial and error, and pooling everyone’s strengths is the only way to drive this research toward greater breakthroughs.”

Next, Feifan finished watching Yougan’s group perform the punctures on the third patient. They followed the rules strictly and made no changes to the puncture plan. Not wanting to waste time watching the new round of experimental treatments, Feifan informed Dr. Qiu and left the laboratory alone.

On his way back to the Little Red House with Duan Yu, Feifan spotted Dean Hou Jianfeng and Director Liang Zhao Kui accompanying a large group of people on a tour not far away. He knew these people must be the folks from the Ministry of Health and the Chinese Medical Association.

Disliking such social occasions, Feifan lowered his head and turned around without a second thought, briskly turning onto another path. But as he looked up, he saw Yu Chuanbai walking straight toward him, accompanied by a middle-aged woman and a young man…

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