Chapter 821 Geniuses and Mortals
As the mask was pried open by Karasawa, even though there was no bloody scene of flesh cracking and tissue flying everywhere, Shadow Kiharachuan still let out a shrill scream.
The pale face of Shadow Kiharagawa was revealed, but it was the mask held by Tang Zetta in his hand. Blood was dripping down, flowing through the empty eyes of the mask, like two lines of words that could not be suppressed. Like tears of blood.
As Karasawa said, he has been wearing the mask for so long that he can no longer take it off.
Tangze looked at the bloody mask in his hand for a moment, then looked up at the light that was beginning to disappear on the statue above, raised his eyebrows in understanding, and handed over the Hannya mask that was constantly bleeding. Teammates standing behind.
"This should be his secret treasure." Tang Ze pointed to the somewhat buried blood mask, "This is the most important thing to him now."
A picture from Tang Ze The mask of Ze Yichuan is an illusion that he has the ability of Tang Ze Yichuan, a beautiful dream where the mirror is like a mirror.
The shadow lying on the ground stretched out its hand towards the mask that was getting farther and farther away. The sharp knife in Tangze's hand immediately fell down in warning, and plunged into the ground next to his arm. His feeble movements were in vain.
"It's not my fault." As the mask was taken away, the shadowy Kiharagawa who fell on the ground suddenly spoke and murmured to himself, "It's his problem, it's him who failed to live up to my expectations... ..."
Tangze looked down at the guy who started to sob and cry.
There is actually quite a big difference in appearance between the real Kiharakawa and Karasawa Ichikawa, as are all aspects of their facial features, including the color of their pupils and hair.
It can be said that if Kiharakawa had not forced himself to dress in the direction of Karasawa Ikawa, the two people would not need to be compared together, and any ordinary stranger would be able to see the difference between them. Come on, there is absolutely no possibility of admitting your mistake.
Tangze released his foot from stepping on this guy and watched him curl up into a ball.
It was almost time to listen to the master of the palace forcing Lai Lai, and he was ready to hear what other nonsense Kiharagawa could say.
"Senior Karasawa, he is a very powerful guy. Everyone admits that he is great." Kiharagawa's crying voice came from the palm of his hand, "His grades are top-notch, what is he studying? Everything is very fast. He seems to be able to use a scalpel since he was born. His tweezers won't even tremble under an eight-power microscope... Everyone, everyone who knows his skills, likes to praise him. He was born to do this. Materials.”
Kiharachuan's fingers tightened and clasped his face tightly, and his voice began to become depressed and angry.
“I practice every day, and I want to grow all the time. I spend all my energy and devote myself to learning day and night, unwilling to give up any hands-on opportunities, and try every means to practice in the operating room... I have tried my best, but I still can't catch up. I have accepted this reality, and I have accepted the cruel fact that his lower limit is the upper limit of many people's lifetime...
"Why, why should he give up? ? ! Why! Does his life plan really matter? ! "
At the end, Kiharagawa's voice was on the verge of breaking, and he was simply roaring in a hysterical state.
After redressing, Haori was out of combat mode. Asai Narumi looked at Kiharakawa's white coat, which was already covered in dust and blood, and shook his head sympathetically
Both came from a medical background, and although he did not agree with Kiharagawa's extreme approach, Asai Narumi could somewhat understand his tragic career experience.
Surgeons are actually generally very proud guys, especially those who have grown up to the point where they can perform their own operations.
That feeling of life beating on the tip of your own knife, that smooth and orderly feeling, but you need to concentrate all your attention and clearly feel that every decision you make will affect the entire life of the patient in front of you. It is difficult for people who have not experienced it to understand the feeling of success and the sense of accomplishment that comes from successfully treating a difficult situation.
If you accidentally perform an extraordinary and beautiful performance while playing a game, you will want to put a screen on your tombstone for people passing by to evaluate it. The surgeon will do it almost every working day. Experience a lot of these moments.
In this field, the difference between genius and mediocrity cannot be smoothed out by hard work. Some things are just born without them and will last a lifetime. The best way to get rid of frustration is Change career.
Meeting a genius like Ichikawa Karasawa at work and study will definitely deal a heavy blow to all proud and conceited surgeons.
Imagine, it took you more than ten hours to complete the operation bit by bit, but someone else completed it in two or three hours. The technique is cleaner than you, the judgment is more accurate than you, and the incision and suture are more beautiful than you. From basic skills to comprehension to technique to technique decision-making, everything is better than you...
It's hard to accept this fact. I am convinced of such a genius, and I am prepared to live in his shadow for the rest of my life. The preparation was successful, but the genius had a disagreement and suddenly changed careers.
Without any objective restrictions, just because my child was sick, I immediately chose not to believe that a psychiatrist could treat my child well, and changed my career on the spot.
I am afraid that since then, Kiharagawa has reached the point where he wakes up from his dreams every night and shouts "Why is he there!", and his descent into madness seems blameless...
Kiharagawa, who fell to the ground, let go of his hands, revealing his eyes that were completely immersed in emotion, and his eyes were about to burst.
“With such talent and ability, he can obviously do better and reach a higher place. In just a few years, he will be famous all over the world and become the leading industry leader... ..."
Seeing that he was completely immersed in his emotions, Tang Ze moved his neck and asked sincerely: "Since you are so unwilling, why don't you just ask him directly? I think he will tell you the reason? "
His father is a genius in surgery, and he is also a genius in psychology. If Kiharakawa honestly expresses his emotions and confusion to him, there is no reason why Karasawa Ikawa cannot comfort such a person. Is this the right junior to be convinced by him?
Kiharagawa's bloodshot eyes turned, as if he had just discovered Karasawa's existence, and his eyes were locked on his face covered by the eyepatch.
"I asked, I asked a long time ago. He said that medicine is his interest, and he actually doesn't care which field he does. He also said that even if there was no such thing, he might transfer in a few years. Interested, he dabbled in other departments. His child's condition just accidentally made him a little wider..."
"That's right, he's not answering you. Do you have any questions?" Tang Ze? He raised his eyebrows in confusion, "He's just such a person. He knows what he wants, doesn't he? Whether his talent is good or not has nothing to do with what he likes to do, right?"
Tang Ze quite understands this about himself. Humorous about his father's thoughts, he really didn't understand what Kiharagawa was struggling with.
Just do it as you like. Whatever you can do, are willing to do, and like to do, then do it. Why should you care about whether this is your best field?
"So what about that talent, that talent that makes me speechless and sleepless? Should I just waste it like this?! Doing those illusory psychology?!" Kihara Chuan grabbed his collar, as if he could hardly breathe, and shouted from the bottom of his heart, "Then give it to me, if you don't want it, just give it to me! Why waste the ability of others to ask for it!"
"So this is the reason for your jealousy and dissatisfaction, because he did not follow the path you imagined he should take and become what you ideally should be." Tang Ze put his hands on his hips, shook his head, and gave He gave his own answer, "That's too boring and looks down on life."
If this is a business simulation game, everyone is not a living person, but runs under the control of a mouse or joystick With a villain running around, Tangze might assign tasks to the villain based on his entries and attributes in pursuit of high scores or efficiency, but that's not the case here.
This is real life. It is human beings that cannot be defined by simple terms. They have feelings and personalities. They are shaped by the past and have likes and dislikes.
It would be too monotonous and disrespectful of people if they only assigned jobs and defined their futures based on their talents.
"It's easy to say. What if the roles were changed, what if I was the genius and he was the one who couldn't catch up with me?" Maybe he has heard a similar answer, Shadow Kihara Chuan seemed to be irritated by Tang Ze's tone, "If I let you come, can you do better than me?"
Just because he didn't want to make the same mistakes again, just because he wanted to get out of that person's shadow, he caught up with him again and embarked on the same path again.
He is the one who challenges fate, he is the one who resists and laughs to the end. Why should we say that he is the twisted one!
"Of course." Tang Ze crossed his arms and said matter-of-factly, "Since you are dissatisfied with my father changing his research field for me, then you go and stop him. Anyway, you will also transfer departments. As long as you can treat me faster than him and your plan is better than his, you can prove that it is wrong for him to change his goals without authorization and think he can do better than others. decision, and then kicked him back to the neurosurgery department?"
Shadow Kiharagawa's expression was completely dull.
"Can you? You can't. Your research field was not developed to treat autism. You are just following my father's research. But my father did it. Developed targeted treatment for me This method may not cure all autistic children, but he really cured me." Tang Ze commented in a very objective tone, "No one in the world could solve my disease except him. Isn't the decision he made the optimal solution? Both the emotions and the results support this point of view. What are you so angry about?" Karasawa commented on Kiharagawa's tangled emotions. If you can't afford it, practice more. If you can't afford it, don't play it.
If you could do better than Ichikawa Karasawa, even if you found a doctor who was better than him, wouldn't you be able to slap him back to where he was before?
He is addicted to food and has a bad mouth. Who is being compared to a mud monster?
Shadow Kiharachuan opened and closed his lips for a moment, his face changed with reluctance and disbelief for a moment, and finally he spread his hands and lay down on his back as if he had lost all strength.
So, is this the answer? This is the genius’s thinking. It is the thinking and confidence that he will never reach throughout his life. It is such a powerful inner motivation that can change the world...< br>
"I understand. It was me who was wrong, it was me..."
He murmured in the light and shadow that gradually began to dissipate.
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“Karasawa, Kiharagawa suddenly threw himself into a trap, do you have any clues?”
As soon as Karasawa raised his head, he saw in front of him Toru Amuro, who came to change his shift, strode into the cafe, stood in front of him and said this with a slap in the face.
"What clue can I have?" Karasawa shrugged and lowered his head again with a nonchalant expression, "You can just ask Kiharagawa yourself."
Please, he worked so hard Can it still be his fault that he changed his mind and arranged for people to come to his door to do KPI for the Japanese police?
People have arrived at your door, and you still want to ask how the kind person beat the person to the ground. It's a bit inappropriate, Jiang Guling.
"I would also like to ask." Amuro Toru crossed his arms and could hardly suppress his brows, "Then he has to wake up first."
"Huh?" Tang Ze looked up again, this time really confused.
"Don't you understand? He's thrown himself into a trap." Toru Amuro made a clenched fist gesture, "What I'm saying is that as soon as the police station opened in the morning, before Kazami and the others got off work, Kiharagawa was arrested. He was thrown into the police station building overnight."
"Huh?"
Tou Amuro pinched his wrinkled eyebrows and said with a headache: "I had to send him to the hospital. I haven’t woken up yet.”
The matter of Gin flying a helicopter into the Toto Tower with great fanfare has not been resolved yet. They are already short of manpower, and now they have to assign people to guard the ward. As for Jiang Gulii, he was forced to go back to help coordinate the situation. This was the reason why he failed to come to the cafe to work in the morning.
This kind of cramped feeling is too much for even Juan Wang Anshi Toru.
He really wanted to arrest the culprit in front of him and send him to the Zero Team to work overtime and fill the vacancies for them.
Ireland was rescued by Karasawa. Karasawa did not hide this from him, but Karasawa also did not tell him that the so-called mission was for Ireland to capture Kiharagawa?
"Such a cruel attack..." Karasawa couldn't help but gasped, "Then Ireland is really a bit angry."
"Is this how you feel?" Amuro Toru's eyebrows jumped.
"Otherwise, what else do you think?" Tang Ze shrugged without sympathy and picked up the notebook in his hand, "I can ignore things related to our family, but I died indirectly in his hands. The life inside cannot be erased. Isn’t he still dead? What’s there to complain about?”
"Is this the point?" Tohru Amuro, who was forced to deal with the mistakes left by Kiharagawa, grinded his teeth. "He has a full-time job and is still serving as the psychiatrist of your high school. In addition, he also works in the organization. Just in name..."
As a famous doctor who has already made a name for himself, Kiharakawa has a lot of work to do, and correspondingly, they also have a lot of "future affairs" to deal with.
The only advantage may be that his disappearance was indeed caused by Ireland, and the time is very close to the time when Ireland faked his death. From the organization's side, Kiharagawa's sudden disappearance will definitely be blamed on Ireland. He was waiting for an opportunity to retaliate, but at least he didn't have every job super doubled.
Tang Ze imagined their workload these days and couldn't help but laugh twice. Before Amuro Toru turned his warning eyes over, he quickly raised his notebook to block the gloating on his face.
The Phantom Thieves are working a lot of overtime these days. Isn’t it a loss if he doesn’t let others double the overtime he puts in?
However, these words were purely meant to be scolded. Tangze quickly adjusted his facial expression and continued to look through the things in his hands with a serious expression: "Keep up the good work, Mr. Amuro. As you know, I've been a little busy recently."
Hosui Kisaragi's art exhibition is about to kick off, and Kitagawa Yusuke, who is about to be launched as a disciple, must not be absent.
It’s no problem to fool Shindo Sumire, who doesn’t know him, but facing a teacher who already knows a little bit about the basics, this kind of thing can’t be left to others. Karasawa still has to go into battle and play cosplay in person.
"You'd better be really busy."
Rather than prepare to increase our workload again.
With these words clearly written on Toru Amuro's face, she finally turned her attention to the notebook that Karasawa had always held in his hand.
Anyone who knows Xingchuan Hui's daily work knows that Tang Ze really never does homework. He has always pushed for his own job as a high school student.
The notebook that he will hold in his hand and look at carefully cannot be some study notes.
Aware of Tohru Amuro's gaze, Karasawa smiled and did not mean to avoid it. He just flipped to the end of the thick notebook in his hand that was densely filled with contents and illustrations.
Different from the regular small print in the notebook, on the blank page at the end of the notebook are a few lines of free and easy handwriting, like a signature or a message.
[Thank you for your efforts and contributions to the advancement of medicine, and I hope you will always maintain your reverence for life and love for medicine.
You can go to bed early at night. Staying up late to study will only damage your brain and will not improve your scores.
To Mr. Kihara, the future medical guru.
Karasawa Ikawa]
There is no chance yet to learn the true situation from Kiharakawaguchi, but Karasawa guesses that this notebook will become the "source of distortion", with a high probability This joking and gentle message may have been the starting point for the relationship between Kiharagawa and Karasawa Ikawa to ease, and then develop to the point where everyone later believed that the former was an open admirer of the latter.
What happened to Kiharagawa, would it have developed to this point without Karasawa's illness and the organization's intervention? Or is this estranged friendship between classmates an inevitable result of their differences in personality and career concepts?
Tangze couldn't tell, he just sighed.
"The first domino to fall..." He patted the slightly worn cover of the notebook.
Causes and fates, entanglements and entanglements, are nothing more than this. Maybe this is the real underlying logic of Ke Xue's world.
(End of this chapter)