Two hours later, the door to the hypnosis room was opened.

Xia Chuwei hurriedly greeted him, "Doctor, how is Huo Yunting's condition?"

"The hypnosis was successful, but we still have to wait until Mr. Huo wakes up to know whether it has any effect."

Xia Chuwei looked inside the door, "Is he asleep?"

The doctor nodded and whispered: "The person Mr. Huo trusts most now is his wife. The wife must accompany Mr. Huo more and reduce the stimulation to Mr. Huo. What patients with depression need most is companionship and care."

Xia Chuwei was silent for a few seconds, "I understand."

"Mr. Huo will wake up after a while. Madam can go in and accompany him."

"Okay." Xia Chuwei was about to enter the room when she suddenly thought of something and asked: "Doctor, judging from his current condition...has he been sick for a long time?"

"That's right." The doctor said: "This disease must be caused by living in a state of depression, depression, and low mood for a long time, and is formed over time... However, the early symptoms of depression are not obvious, and it is easy to

be ignored."

Xia Chuwei looked at the doctor, "Based on your clinical experience, how long has he been ill...?"

The doctor thought for a few seconds and said, "It must have been at least five years. However, because Mr. Huo has a relatively reserved personality, it would be harder to detect him if he deliberately disguised himself."

...

Entering the hypnosis room, Xia Chuwei saw Huo Yunting in Huo Yunting, who was still sleeping on a chair.

She knew that the harm she had caused him was great, but she did not expect it to be so great.

The sun shines through the blinds, casting mottled light and shadow.

The man's handsome face with sharp edges is serene and tranquil.

Xia Chuwei couldn't help but stretched out her hand and gently touched the man's facial features.

I don't know if it was because of her actions that woke him up, but the man's long and thick eyelashes moved slightly.

Soon, he opened his eyes.

Xia Chuwei's movements froze, and she stared into Huo Yunting's eyes.

"Huo Yunting, how do you feel?"

Xia Chuwei's voice sounded in the quiet room.

Huo Yunting's eyes moved and he turned to look at her.

The man's eyes were dark and cold, like a cool spring under the moon, clear and quiet, and like a clear mirror that penetrated directly into the heart.

Facing these eyes, Xia Chuwei became inexplicably nervous.

"Did you...remember anything?"

The man's silent gaze fell on her face, and an unpredictable emotion passed through his eyes.

Seeing that he remained silent, Xia Chuwei couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Huo Yunting..."

When she was about to say something else, Huo Yunting finally looked away and said calmly: "No."

"Do you really remember nothing?"

Memories are cruel, but no matter how cruel they are, they still existed.

The first step in treating this disease is to let the patient accept the reality and re-remember the memory that has been hidden by himself.

Huo Yunting closed his eyes and rubbed his eyebrows, his expression a little tired.

"It seems that there are some broken fragments floating by, but they are too scattered to capture accurately."

"It doesn't matter." Xia Chuwei breathed an inexplicable sigh of relief, "Let's take our time."
Chapter completed!