After the new year, Shi Yu and Chen Shaojie had a successful blind date, and Shi Yu separated her household registration from the Shi Family.
Everything went smoothly.
After finishing the paperwork, Chen Shaojie took the train overnight to leave Beijing and rushed back to his hotown to prepare the things needed for the wedding.
At the sa ti, he applied for marriage and housing at his stationed location, so his wife could accompany him as a military spouse.
The next ti he cos, it will be to take Shi Yu to the Northwest to get married.
On Shen Qingqing’s side, by the ti she handed over her work, more than a month had passed.
During this period, Jiang Zhixun had written to her, but she didn’t read it, nor did she reply.
Once the burden on her shoulders was lifted, Shen Qingqing could finally see a doctor and receive treatnt.
Only then did Madam Jiang learn that Shen Qingqing had deceived them.
Her symptoms were not as she had said!
Sitting opposite the doctor, watching the other’s mouth open and close, Madam Jiang’s mind was in chaos.
Amnesia...
Qingqing had never suffered a head injury, so how could she have such a strange illness?
"Doctor, is there a misdiagnosis? Qingqing still rembers us and acts perfectly normal, not like soone who is ill."
Saying she is under psychological stress, Madam Jiang can understand.
After all, in these past three years, she had indeed endured many grievances.
But saying she would forget many things, that just sounds like nonsense.
Qingqing seems perfectly normal!
The emotion of the family was intense, and the doctor understood their feelings and carefully explained to Madam Jiang what amnesia is.
"Miss Shen’s illness was discovered in ti; now we can still find ways to control it. If it is left untreated, there might be a day when she loses all her mories suddenly."
This expert was found by Father Jiang. Rationally, Madam Jiang knows what the doctor says is true.
But emotionally, she just can’t accept it.
If she lost her mory, what would Qingqing be like?
Madam Jiang couldn’t imagine.
When Shen Qingqing ca to the Jiang Family, she was already a graceful young girl.
She was very sensible and didn’t need others to worry about her.
Compared to Madam Jiang, Shen Qingqing was much calr, "Doctor, how should my illness be controlled, do I need to take dicine?"
With the patient being calm, communication becos easier.
"You need to take dicine. Your previous doctor should have given you ways to strengthen your mory, but currently, it doesn’t seem applicable to you."
Shen Qingqing, as the person involved, is well aware of her own situation.
Compared to before, she has lost so more mories.
Receiving a letter from Jiang Zhixun one day, puzzled her. That man hadn’t contacted her since going to the Northwest, why suddenly write to her?
After a while, she realized again that they had already divorced.
As for Jiang Zhixun, for so unknown reason, he insists on remarrying her.
These days, she rarely thinks of Jiang Zhixun, the person who sparkled in her mind even in her girlhood, was beginning to lose its shine, fading.
Including those past days in the Northwest, many trivial matters, she suddenly couldn’t rember them.
Shen Qingqing knows that her condition is worsening.
If the best solution can’t be found, in no ti at all, she may forget everything that once was.
"Doctor, whatever treatnt plan there is, I will cooperate."
She doesn’t want to lose her mory.
Even though it contains things that bring her pain, she wants to rember them firmly.
Facing the unknown, one is prone to fear, and Shen Qingqing is exactly like that now.
If she loses her mories, will all other aspects remain normal?
If she even loses the ability to live independently, what will she do in the future?
She can’t be a burden to the Jiang Family for her entire life.
She doesn’t want that.
Not at all!
Her clasped hands were suddenly covered, and Shen Qingqing turned her head to see the tears glistening in Madam Jiang’s eyes.
Pain, guilt, worry... all emotions were in those eyes.
Madam Jiang took a lot of effort to swallow the lump in her throat.
She couldn’t lose her composure; she still had to take care of Qingqing.
"Qingqing is right, as long as it can be treated, no matter how much it costs, we are willing."
With patients and family cooperating in treatnt, a doctor can effectively target the illness.
Prescribed dication for Shen Qingqing and scheduled a ti for psychological counseling, "If the situation continues to deteriorate, maybe hypnotherapy can be tried, but this thod has side effects. Miss Shen, I hope you actively cooperate with the treatnt. We won’t adopt this approach unless it’s absolutely necessary."
Hypnotherapy, Shen Qingqing had only read about it in books.
But in reality, she’d never heard of anyone experiencing this type of treatnt.
She’s only twenty-three this year and doesn’t have any truly reliable family around her.
Having such a serious illness, it’s impossible not to be afraid.
But she couldn’t show it.
Suppressing her fear, she tried to appear more composed.
Shen Qingqing asked the doctor, "If using hypnotherapy, what kind of side effects might occur?"
The doctor wore a serious expression, "You might lose so mories, or your personality could change."
The consequences are really serious.
Madam Jiang didn’t quite understand, but she could see the expressions of the doctor and Shen Qingqing.
Her heart was in a jumble, wanting to ask more clearly, but she didn’t even quite understand what she heard, much less know where to start to get a clear understanding of Qingqing’s situation?
She only said, "Doctor, will Qingqing’s illness affect her physically?"
After speaking, she felt she asked a dumb question.
Psychological problems will inevitably affect all aspects in the end.
If there was no impact, why would a doctor be needed?
The doctor was very patient, carefully explaining the cause, symptoms, and treatnt thods for this illness.
"To what extent recovery can be achieved not only requires the patient to cooperate with the treatnt but also requires you family mbers to create a relaxed environnt for her, without placing additional pressure on the patient, or her condition might worsen more quickly, possibly triggering other problems."
Madam Jiang’s wish is for Shen Qingqing to remarry Jiang Zhixun.
At first, she wanted to take advantage of the treatnt opportunity to take good care of Qingqing on behalf of her son and say a few good words about her son.
Now, she doesn’t even dare to ntion it, fearing that Shen Qingqing might get upset, bottling it up inside, causing more serious problems.
Pressed her lips together, responding to both the doctor and seemingly speaking to Shen Qingqing.
"In the future, whatever she wants to do, we will support and will not pressure her anymore."
Having said that, she cautiously observed Shen Qingqing’s expression.
"If you don’t want to move back to the big house, Mom won’t force you, but since you’re sick, it’s not good for you to be at ho alone. How about Mom coming to stay with you for a while?"
Shen Qingqing shook her head, "No need for that trouble. When I need help, I’ll hire a neighbor lady, pay her a few bucks, and have her keep an eye on ."
Letting the Jiang Family take care of her would be a lot of pressure; she always felt like she owed them.
She doesn’t want to trouble the Jiang Family, but she can’t assure that she’ll never trouble them.
A sudden sense of powerlessness surged in her heart, and Shen Qingqing’s mood sank into a low tide.
Seeing her like this, Madam Jiang dared not contradict her words.
"Okay, then let others take care of you."
Saying it like this, Madam Jiang still didn’t feel assured.
But she couldn’t find a solution, so she could only go along with Shen Qingqing’s wishes for now.
She secretly decided, once ho, she would call her son and tell him this news.
Get him to hurry and apply to return to Beijing, otherwise, if Qingqing truly forgets him in the future, remarrying would beco even more difficult!
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