Abigail的故事 – Some Thoughts

这个小说的开篇是我上周忙里偷闲写的。但是写着写着，思绪已经汹涌澎湃，角色，场景，各种专业和非专业的知识，在我的脑海中蔓延开来。一段冒险，很多人性的考量，人与自然的对抗与依存。

我的野心好大！但是即便有粗略宏大的构想，目前也只能规规矩矩，老老实实地苦思冥想，抓耳挠腮。或许这就是写小说的魅力所在吧！

希望能有多一点时间，来写这个关于Abigail的故事。

It all started on a normal busy day at work.

Slumping into the office chair, after a seven-hour long surgery, Abigail put hands behind her head, eyes closed, leaning back to relax.

As a seasoned and accomplished neurosurgeon, at the age of 42, Abigail had been devoting herself in treating patients and researching on medical methods that may improve patients’ well-being and survival rate. Home, hospital, hospital, home, her life never deviated from such simple, direct route that she believed would help achieve her aspiration—she wanted to alleviate and cure health problems of people’s nervous system, a discipline which she had been trained and practiced for more than a decade. Her beloved grandfather, a well-respected journalist, died when she was 14, of glioblastoma. She was sad, yet helpless, witnessing once a robust and humorous man painfully tortured by sudden disease and to death. It was then that she made up her mind to become a neurosurgeon. And she succeeded.

A jangling sound interrupted the ease. It was her phone ringing untimely.

“Hello, is this Dr. Gu speaking?”. A silky, polite female voice.

“Yes. And how can I help you?”

“My name is Bonnie. I’m phoning on behalf of Mr. Jackson, CEO of Materia. Mr. Jackson hopes to invite you to our company and discuss a proposal which aims to change the course of neuroscience.”