Almighty Little Secretary, She is Flirtatious and Arrogant

This side, the hospital

Jiang Mingyu's treatment was very smooth and fast, and the first treatment was completed in just ten minutes.

At that time, Xia Wan called Tang Jinchuan in and said,

Take her to bed and rest. She will sleep for about three to six hours, depending on her physical condition.

Tang Jinchuan looked at Jiang Mingyu, who was lying on the sofa with a layer of sweat on his forehead, and his heart ached terribly.

He quickly walked over, carefully picked him up and put him on the bed.

Then, with Xia Wan's help, she covered her with a quilt and took her temperature.

Fortunately, everything is fine.

At this moment, even without asking, you can tell that Jiang Mingyu must have experienced a very tiring treatment just now.

His already tired body now felt even more exhausted.

Tang Jinchuan couldn't help but turned around and asked,

Ms. Xia, are you so tired every time you receive treatment?

He touched Jiang Mingyu's cheek lovingly, feeling as if his heart had been scalded by boiling water, and there was unspeakable pain wherever he touched it.

But because of this, Tang Jinchuan also saw Xia Wan's pale face.

How could she be so exhausted in such a short period of time?

This treatment...how is it done?

However, Xia Wan did not directly answer this question at this time, but once again asked,

“The further treatment goes, the higher the risk.

As the blood clot in her brain slowly dissipates, there will be a lot of different symptoms,

I know, I'll pay more attention.

Tang Jinchuan nodded extremely seriously, the expression on his face was more solemn than when dealing with any project.

However, Xia Wan shook her head and said somewhat seriously,

No, you don't understand the power of this.

Generally, a person who develops bipolar disorder after being traumatized does so because there is something in her memory that she is unwilling to face.

That's why the body shields itself and reacts accordingly.

In other words, if the blood clot in Ming Yu's brain is dispersed, that memory should reappear in her mind.

But we don’t know what that memory is, so we can’t tell what will happen next.

In short, you must be mentally prepared.

Whether it's good or bad, we won't know until she fully recovers.

...

At the same time, on the hospital bed

Jiang Mingyu fell into a deep sleep, and the long-lost nightmare...

Also arrived as promised.

But what was different from the past was that the scenes that usually made me feel scary and weird, and that I had never seen clearly, actually showed a bit of warmth at this moment.

A feeling of familiarity that seemed to have aged over time came out from somewhere deep in my heart.

Like buds emerging from the ground, they sway delicately in the wind.

But the rhizome is still very shallow and cannot withstand any damage.

At first, Jiang Mingyu wanted to struggle subconsciously.

The past feelings of suffocation and convulsions were still clear, and before the will came back to consciousness, the body had already reacted instinctively.

However, when the fog that hid the picture approached her...

Suddenly a purple wind blew.

Then there was a fog that was strongly eroded...

Eventually, it disappeared without a trace.

The remaining fog began to recede quietly.

The speed was so fast that Jiang Mingyu had already retreated to the furthest place before he even had time to react.

At the same time, Jiang Mingyu also saw in the dilemma...

The small area that had been eroded away revealed a scarlet color.

Looking at it...it looks like blood! ! !