"Hey kid, do you think phone calls are free?!"
"What did you and your sister-in-law talk about for so long? That's not cheap, it costs more than a dollar a minute."
However, he quickly lost his curiosity.
Because Huo Tingzhou had already reached out his hand, saying, "Lend me all the money you have on you."
All?
Xiao Zhengjun was stunned for a long time. "You didn't carry a single penny with you on the mission?"
I installed some, but not many.
After paying the phone bill, he only had 35 cents left.
"You spendthrift man, do you think it's easy for me to save up some secret money?"
Xiao Zhengjun was cursing and swearing, but after paying, he asked another question.
"Is that enough? If not, I'll go back to the dorm and ask someone else to get you some more."
Huo Tingzhou wasn't sure if it would be enough. "Could you help me gather some more first? I have to go now."
"Alright."
After Xiao Zhengjun finished speaking, he glanced in the direction he left and then belatedly realized what had happened.
"No, where are you going?"
"The dormitory is over there. You've gone to the wrong place; that's the military hospital—"
Huo Tingzhou hadn't gone to the wrong place; he was heading to the Provincial Military Hospital.
Upon arriving at the hospital, he went straight to the psychological treatment department on the third floor.
To ensure the mental health of pilots, military hospitals in all provincial military districts have been equipped with flight psychologists since last year.
Currently, all active-duty pilots receive psychological counseling once or twice a month.
When Huo Tingzhou arrived, Dr. Liao, who was in charge of psychological treatment, did not feel that anything was wrong.
It wasn't until Huo Tingzhou spoke up and made his request.
Dr. Liao was visibly taken aback, and his brow furrowed slightly.
Are you sure?
"yes."
"But there's one thing I need to remind you: the years of memory you've lost may be due to medication."
"There is another possibility: this is your own subconscious choice to forget."
Dr. Liao put it bluntly: "If it's selective amnesia, those things are very likely... not a good thing. Forcibly trying to retrieve them now might not be a good thing."
"I know."
When he said this, Huo Tingzhou's tone was more serious than ever before.
He didn't care before because he felt it was unnecessary; he just needed to know that he wasn't abandoned by his parents.
Now that he has something more to care about, he naturally wants to eliminate all potential risks.
Seeing Huo Tingzhou's resolute attitude, Dr. Liao did not try to persuade him further.
After signing the consent form, he took Huo Tingzhou to the next room and then adjusted the leather recliner to a suitable height.
"Find a comfortable position and lie down, relax your whole body."
"Okay, very good, now close your eyes—"
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