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"Your wrists and ankles are injured. Do you remember how it happened?" My mind was blank, and in response to her question, I simply shook my head gently.
"Does your head hurt now?" she continued to ask. I remained silent again, choosing to respond with another shake of my head.
Then, she asked me to help turn on the flashlight on her phone. I silently reached out, took her phone, and skillfully activated the flashlight function.
"Thank you, Fanxing. Don't worry; you'll recover soon. Just try not to stress too much," she said softly. Hearing her gentle reassurance, I nodded slightly.
After that, Dr. Zhang gently patted my aunt's shoulder and led her slowly out of the room.
As soon as they stepped out, my aunt couldn't wait to ask, "Dr. Zhang, what exactly is wrong with this child? You must tell me the truth!" Her voice was filled with anxiety and concern.
Dr. Zhang frowned and thought for a moment before responding, "Based on the current examination results, we cannot completely rule out the possibility of temporary memory loss due to trauma. This condition is closely related to the patient's psychological state, but we need further observation and analysis to determine the specific cause. To be honest, I only have a limited understanding in this area. Therefore, I strongly recommend that you help her find a professional psychologist as soon as possible so they can talk it through; perhaps some clues can be found."
Upon hearing this, my aunt's face instantly turned pale as a sheet, and her body began to tremble involuntarily. She quickly reached out to support herself against the wall, struggling to maintain her balance while looking at Dr. Zhang in disbelief. With a trembling voice, she asked, "So... is there still a chance for recovery? She's so young..."
Dr. Zhang hurriedly reassured her, "Don't worry too much, Mrs. Shen. Although this condition is quite complex, there is still a good chance of recovery if treated promptly and given appropriate psychological support and guidance. However, it may take some time; I hope you can be patient."
My aunt's eyes were hollow, as if she had lost her soul; she appeared utterly despondent. Uncle walked out of the room just in time to hear Dr. Zhang's conversation with my aunt and saw this scene unfold before him. He quickly approached my aunt's side, tightly grasped her hand, and spoke softly to comfort her. His voice was deep and gentle, like a warm spring breeze trying to dispel the gloom hanging over her heart.
With Uncle's comfort, my aunt gradually stabilized her emotions. Her body trembled slightly as tears streamed down her cheeks; Uncle gently wiped away her tears and assured her that everything would be alright.
At that moment, some light returned to my aunt's eyes as she looked at Uncle and nodded slightly. "You should go check on Xiao Fan; I want some time alone."
"Don't push yourself too hard; I'll arrange for the psychologist," Uncle said as my aunt nodded and unsteadily walked back to her room.
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Shen Yulin's head throbbed painfully as if it were about to split open. The consequences of his hangover were fully manifesting at that moment; he rubbed his temples in agony, trying to alleviate the discomfort with little success. His body felt drained of energy, limp and weak.
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