Two hours later, the door of the hypnosis chamber was opened.

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

"The hypnosis has been successful, but whether it has any effect is still necessary to wait until Mr. Huo wakes up before he knows."

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

The doctor nodded and whispered: "What Mr. Huo trusts most now is his wife. His 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 in a while, and the lady can go in and accompany him."

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

"That's right." The doctor said: "This disease must be a state of depression, depression, and depression for a long time, and it is formed by accumulation over time...but the early symptoms of depression are not very obvious and are easily overlooked."

Xia Chuwei looked at the doctor, "From your clinical experience, how long has his illness... been?"

The doctor pondered for a few seconds, "It will take at least five years. However, because Mr. Huo is more restrained, it will be even harder to discover if he deliberately disguises himself."

......

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

She knew that she caused him a lot of harm, but she didn't expect it to be so great.

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

The man's handsome face is peaceful and quiet.

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

I don’t know if it was because of her movements that woke him up, but the man’s slender and thick eyelashes moved gently.

Soon, he opened his eyes.

Xia Chuwei's movements stopped and she stared at Huo Yunting's eyes.

"Huo Yunting, how do you feel?"

Xia Chuwei's voice rang in the quiet room.

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

The man's eyes are dark and cold, like a cool spring under the moon, bright and quiet, and like a clear mirror, which is straight into people's hearts.

Facing these eyes, Xia Chuwei became nervous inexplicably.

"Did you... remember anything?"

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

Seeing that he had not spoken, Xia Chuwei couldn't help but feel a little worried.

"Huo Yunting..."

When she wanted to say something, Huo Yunting finally looked away and said lightly: "No."

"Did you really remember nothing?"

Memories are cruel, but no matter how cruel it is, they are real.

The first step in treating this disease is to let the patient accept reality and remember the memory hidden by himself again.

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

"It seems like some broken pieces float by, but they are too scattered to accurately capture."

"It's okay." Xia Chuwei breathed a sigh of relief inexplicably, "Let's take your time."
Chapter completed!