The director asked the nurse to give the old man an injection, and the old man finally calmed down.
Jiang Heng covered his father with a blanket.
The director looked at Jiang Heng with a serious expression, "Director Jiang, let's talk for a while."
Jiang Heng nodded and followed the director out of the ward.
"Director Jiang, you must take good care of Master Jiang. He truly cannot be provoked any further. Don't rush into restoring his memory. As I've said, if Master Jiang feels unwell, especially if he has a headache, you must not force him to accept your will. Otherwise, it will only backfire."
Jiang Heng closed his eyes, pursed his lips, and nodded.
Jiang Heng's handsome features were also quite serious. "We did something wrong. We're sorry. We will definitely remember this."
The director said gravely, "Mr. Jiang's brain damage cannot be underestimated. Even if the surgery is successful, it does not mean he will fully recover. You must pay attention to it."
Especially at this stage, during the recovery period of brain injury, you should pay more attention and try not to disturb him. Let him rest and recuperate first. Once he has recovered to a certain level, you can then patiently teach him cognition. This way, the impact on his brain injury recovery will be less."
Jiang Heng nodded again, a complex emotion flashing in his eyes, "I understand, thank you for the reminder, Director."
"I know caring for patients isn't easy, but it can't be rushed. It requires a lot of patience. Take stroke patients, for example. Some undergo rehabilitation for years with only a slight improvement. Without rehabilitation, the condition could get worse. It truly requires the patience and persistence of family members."
"Director, I understand. I won't let anyone else disturb him anymore."
"Recently, we've been doing some simple recovery training for Mr. Jiang. We've been using some toys to help him learn while playing, which has aroused his interest and helped him to develop his brain. It's just like the education our parents gave us as children, learning to speak, how to eat, and how to recognize things, step by step."
The director showed Jiang Heng a video.
Jiang Heng saw clearly that his father's hands were not very flexible and his movements were a bit clumsy. When he was simply threading beads, not only did his hands tremble, but it also took him quite a long time to thread the rope into the big hole in the beads.
Seeing his father's innocent smile when he was praised by the rehabilitation trainer, Jiang Heng's eyes were inexplicably moist.
The director continued, "There are some educational toys in Mr. Jiang's ward to develop his operating skills. If you have time, you can play with him."
Jiang Heng was so excited that he couldn't speak, tears welled up in his eyes.
The director patted Jiang Heng on the shoulder and left first.
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After calming down, Jiang Heng returned to his father's ward.
After the director's reminder, Jiang Heng finally discovered the toys placed in the ward.
There are building blocks, tangled abacus beads, bead stringing games, and object recognition books...
Jiang Heng also saw the photo album on the counter. He opened it carefully and knew that it was his father's treasure. It was full of photos of his parents.
This photo album must have been brought by Zhang Baochan. She must have ulterior motives. This woman still refuses to change her bad habits. It really chills his heart!
At the right moment, Tang Jing said, "Mr. Jiang, the old man got very emotional after looking at this photo album and kept complaining of a headache. His wife...still told him a lot about the album."
Jiang Heng glanced at Tang Jing with his eagle eyes. "I know. From now on, if Zhang Baochan and his mother come, stop them and don't let them disturb my father. I will tell them solemnly."
Tang Jing didn't say anything else, a cunning light flashed in her eyes.
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