They barely rested and immediately threw themselves into their work.
I spent the whole day carefully reviewing the summary of materials sent by Dr. Zhai.
We also gained a comprehensive understanding of the current state of the sunken ferry boat.
In order to provide the best supportive environment for treatment, almost everyone in the family who could be mobilized was involved.
The elderly couple from the Shen family, Zhou Qiqi, Zhu Yingying, and even Sister Deng and Jiang Xiangyang all reviewed some basic information about precautions beforehand and cooperated with the treatment.
After careful preparation, Zhouzhou's first "scene recreation" therapy session began on Sunday morning.
In Zhouzhou's heart, there was a wound that had been covered for too long. On the outside, it looked like a thin scab had formed, but inside it had already festered and festered.
What Zhou Qiqi did before was like carefully applying medicine around a wound to enhance the child's vitality, which was a crucial foundation.
However, the most fatal lesion in the very center of the wound has remained untouched.
The final step of "scene restoration" is like a surgical procedure that cannot be performed under anesthesia; its purpose is to penetrate to the core and thoroughly clean out the pus, blood, and rotten flesh inside.
However, the process was completely different from the bloody scene Qin Peilan had imagined.
There was nothing frightening inside. The two doctors simply used some building blocks, dark cloth, and a few simple wooden puppets to create a simple outline of a village with a touch of Y Province style.
Zhu Yingying and another military dependent who was helping changed into coarse cloth clothes with ethnic characteristics borrowed from the cultural troupe and sat quietly in the corner, serving as a blurry background.
Zhouzhou was very well-behaved. She seemed to understand that this was helping her. Just like when she had undergone those long acupuncture treatments before, she lay quietly on her little bed and closed her eyes.
The doctors began to recount the "story" in a calm tone.
At first, Zhouzhou's expression was calm, and her breathing was even, as if she was just listening to a distant story that had nothing to do with her.
However, when the doctor described those "inhuman tortures," Zhouzhou, who was lying on the bed, suddenly tensed up!
She began to struggle violently, shaking her head frantically from side to side on the pillow.
Its eyes darted around wildly, and its mouth was wide open as if it were roaring, but no sound came out of its throat.
Seeing this, Qin Peilan, who was sitting next to her, felt as if she had been stabbed in the heart. Her vision went black, her legs went weak, and she instinctively tried to rush inside.
Just as she took a step, a strong hand suddenly reached out from the side and grabbed her arm tightly!
It's Zhou Qiqi!
Zhou Qiqi's face was also pale, and her eyes were red. Seeing Zhouzhou suffer, her heart ached too!
But she gritted her teeth, forcefully pulled her emotionally distraught mother-in-law back, and whispered:
"Mom! We can't go in! We absolutely can't disturb her now! Zhouzhou...she's trying to remember! She's facing this! This is the most crucial moment! We must trust the doctor! Trust Zhouzhou!"
If we interrupt now, all our previous efforts and the immense pain the child is currently enduring will be wasted.
Treatment continued, but Zhouzhou's silent struggles not only did not lessen, but became even more intense.
Her small body writhed and twisted in pain, as if being burned by invisible flames.
That silent scream was more heartbreaking than any cry; her mouth was open, but no sound came out, and she struggled desperately on the verge of suffocation.
Qin Peilan, who was outside the door, was held tightly by Zhou Qiqi. Although she managed to sit back on the bench, she seemed to have lost her soul. Her face was as pale as paper, and her body was trembling uncontrollably.
She turned her face away tightly, unable to bear watching her granddaughter suffer. She bit her lower lip so hard that it left a row of deep marks, and she didn't even realize that blood was seeping out.
She knew her daughter-in-law was right; this was for treatment, and she had to endure it no matter how much it hurt. But in her heart, it felt like a dull knife was cutting her back and forth, making it hard for her to breathe.
She turned her face away completely, burying it deep into Zhou Qiqi's clothes, feeling like she couldn't breathe.
Just then—
A very faint "ah" sound suddenly came from Zhouzhou's direction!
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