The attending physician glanced at her, then noticed Jason Hawthorne, standing behind her, gesturing at him, so he changed his tone, "Miss Quincy, you need to focus on resting now. The injuries on your face will gradually recover."
Laura Quincy reached up to touch her face this ti, it indeed felt different from usual, no wonder she said she was 20 earlier, and that uncle looked so shocked...
Her face was swollen like a pig’s head, so how could one tell her age?
Whatever the doctor said afterward, Laura seed not to absorb a single word; her mind was a tangled ss...
Car accident? Mild concussion? Aftereffects?
She didn’t rember any of this happening at all?
Could she have lost her mory?
She imdiately discarded the thought; she wasn’t the heroine in a romance drama. How could such a thing happen to her?
Seeing her so absent-minded, Jason Hawthorne comforted her, "Laura, I will certainly find the best doctor to treat you; you’ll be fine."
Laura suddenly turned and stared at him, "Uncle, was it you who hit with the car?"
Jason Hawthorne was stunned for a second, then nodded, "Laura, indeed, I have so responsibility for this car accident..."
Laura quickly waved her hand, "I see, uncle, you hit , so now you have to take responsibility and brought to the hospital?"
She spoke as if this explanation was perfectly reasonable.
Jason Hawthorne could only nod, "Sort of..."
Laura didn’t want to hear anything more, "Uncle, please let have so peace. I want to be alone for a bit."
Jason Hawthorne’s mouth moved, but ultimately, he only said, "...Okay."
He took her to the ward, and Justin Hawthorne was especially happy to see them return together, "Dad, Mom, have you made up?"
Laura purposely put on a stern face and glared at Justin, "Little brat, even though my face is now swollen like a pig’s head, you shouldn’t mistake for your mom, and! I’m only 20! How could I possibly have a son as big as you? Sweetie, call sister!"
Justin was dumbfounded hearing this; his mom really was different from before after waking up. Dad was right; Mom must have mory issues. Otherwise, how could she think she’s only 20...
Jason Hawthorne rubbed his son’s head and said gently, "Twinkle, be good and listen to your sister."
Justin could only reluctantly respond with an "Oh..."
Laura lay down on the bed and began to give them the boot, "Little brat, sister needs to sleep now. Can you go out with your dad? Sister wants to be alone for a while."
Justin bit his lip and looked at his dad.
Jason Hawthorne gave his son a reassuring look, then led him out of the room.
The attending physician’s office.
Jason Hawthorne sat across from the doctor, "Doctor, how long will my wife be in this situation? Didn’t you say it’s only a mild concussion? How can she only rember things before 20 and forget the last few years?"
The doctor furrowed his brows and said, "Mr. Hawthorne, please don’t rush. Such cases are not without precedent. I suspect your wife’s situation may be related to her mories from previous hypnosis. From a psychological standpoint, the ti before 20 was when she hadn’t t you yet... Perhaps the patient subconsciously rejects those mories, and combined with the impact of this car accident, it has resulted in the current situation."
Jason Hawthorne listened with a frown, "Subconsciously rejecting those mories?"
The doctor continued, "This is just speculation. For exact analysis, you could consult Mr. John, who specializes in this field and might offer more in-depth insights than I can."
Jason Hawthorne didn’t say anything further; it seed he needed to return soon.
Upon waking up from a nap, Laura Quincy found herself still in the hospital in Aethelgard, not dreaming. Her face in the mirror was still swollen like a pig’s head...
The bruises and swelling were still present, stark evidence that she indeed had a car accident...
She sighed, still unable to understand how she ended up in Aethelgard.
Could she have... experienced temporary amnesia?
Glancing at the tightly closed door, that uncle surprisingly kept his word by not coming in to disturb her with his son...
At that mont, Jason Hawthorne was on the phone with John.
"What? You’re saying Laura’s mory stopped at the age of 20?"
"Yes, what’s going on? You never told such a situation might arise when you used hypnosis."
"Ahem... Jason, are you settling scores after the autumn harvest? Not everyone experiences Laura’s situation; it’s person-specific. I can’t accurately assess her condition without seeing her. Should I co over?"
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