Chapter 1022 She Cares About Camellia
Gu Wanqiu pointed to the lush green tree downstairs of the hospital and asked, "What kind of flowers are blooming on that tree?"
Gong Qing looked in the direction she pointed: "That's a camellia."
Camellia, fragments of memory flashed through her mind again, and she was stunned.
"What? Do you like camellia?" Gong Qing asked.
Gu Wanqiu shook her head, feeling a little uncomfortable in her heart. She felt that she didn't like camellias, but they were the most familiar to her in her memory.
“Are camellias beautiful?
Gong Qing didn't know why Gu Wanqiu suddenly asked about camellia, thinking she had remembered something: "Wanqiu, did you remember something?"
Gu Wanqiu still shook her head.
Seeing that she didn't remember it, Gong Qing breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that she didn't remember it.
He sat at the head of the bed, holding Gu Wanqiu's soft hand, and said, "Camellias are quite beautiful. If you are interested, we can plant camellias at home in the future. I'll show you pictures of the flowers in bloom..."
It is now December, and the camellia season has passed. Gong Qing searched the Internet for pictures of camellias. When the pictures came out, the following flower language of camellias also came out.
Different flower colors represent different flower languages. One of the flower languages represents cautious love, which is also ideal love.
——"I give you camellias. How can you despise my love for you?"
"I give you camellias, how can you despise my love for you." These words suddenly appeared in her mind. Gu Wanqiu moved her lips and said them unconsciously. She spoke very softly, but Gong Qing who was standing beside her still heard it.
"What did you say?"
"The language of camellia." Gu Wanqiu came back to his senses, a little surprised why he knew this sentence, as if this sentence had been buried in the deepest part of his heart. When he saw the camellia, it was like a key opening the lock, and the door was suddenly opened.
Memories deeper than this have been buried in a dark corner, with no bottom to the eye. Gu Wanqiu really couldn't remember them, and her head was aching.
Gong Qing immediately noticed her abnormality, raised his hand, and Gu Wanqiu fell down.
Gong Qing caught her steadily and was about to call a doctor when Gu Wanqiu covered his mouth: "I'm fine... I'm just a little tired. I'll be fine after a good sleep... I'll be fine after a good sleep..."
She closed her eyes and her rapid breathing slowly calmed down. It was obvious that this was not the first time this had happened to her, and she was used to using sleep to get through mental stress.
Was it always like this during the five years she disappeared? Alone in pain, alone in enduring, alone in suffering, alone in silence, alone in numbness, alone in comforting herself that it was all right… Did she almost die several times during those five years?
Gong Qing still called the doctors, including the plastic surgeon, the psychologist, and Dr. Wang, the attending physician who had treated Gu Wanqiu before. The three doctors and their assistants examined Gu Wanqiu's condition and discussed it. They concluded that she was fine for the time being.
Doctor Wang said, "Miss Gu's mood swings are too great. She was already in a bad mood to begin with, and the plastic surgery has also affected her brain. In this case, taking some medicine will help. However, she has been taking too many medicines recently, and I'm afraid that taking too many of them will be even worse for her health. So we have to write a detailed prescription based on Miss Gu's current physical condition."
The psychologist also said: "You still have to accompany Miss Gu more. People with mental illnesses need companionship the most to divert her attention."
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The three doctors were arguing with each other, saying that the problem was not serious, but after talking for a while, it was quite serious. It would take more than a day or two to completely cure it.
Gong Qing felt a headache. It was not that he had not been with Gu Wanqiu. He was by her side most of the time. After the plastic surgery, when she got into trouble, he even moved his work computer directly to the ward. Every day, he asked his assistant to run back and forth to sign and process documents. In order to be able to accompany Gu Wanqiu better, he even pushed back on several important collaborations. The loss was hundreds of millions.
"What I'm concerned about now is, can she recover her memory?"
Doctor Wang hesitated and asked the question he wanted to ask most: "Mr. Gong, do you want Miss Gu to recover her memory? Or not?"
"No, her current physical condition is not suitable for memory recovery." Whether out of concern or selfishness, Gu Wanqiu is indeed not suitable for memory recovery now.
Doctor Wang and the psychiatrist exchanged a glance. Doctor Wang said, "Based on Miss Gu's situation, she's also very resistant to those memories. It's indeed difficult to recover them, but it's hard to say for sure. The human brain is inherently complex. Her current reactions are also due to the effects of amnesia. The brain will have a stress response to familiar things, which will evoke sporadic memory fragments."
In that case, it is very likely that Gu Wanqiu's memory will be restored because of something familiar and caring about that stimulates his brain.
Familiar things...things that can affect the brain must be things that are very important in memory.
Gong Qing looked at the camellia tree downstairs of the hospital, his pupils dark.
Why does Gu Wanqiu care about camellia?
She had no reaction when she saw herself, but she looked at the camellia tree downstairs, and her memory was affected.
Is it the camellia or the people related to the camellia that influences her?
He remembered that Gu Wanqiu's favorite flower was roses, but unfortunately she was allergic to rose pollen.
Therefore, Gu Wanqiu always said that what you can't get is the best.
So what if she is allergic to roses, she still likes roses.
But now Gu Wanqiu, who used to like roses, turned her attention to the ordinary camellia.
Li Jinxing's face suddenly flashed in his mind. Gong Qing clenched his fists tightly until his knuckles turned white. His lungs felt as if they had inhaled a puff of thick smoke, making him feel stuffy and uncomfortable, and his throat felt bitter.
His ugly expression was seen by all the doctors and nurses present.
No one dared to speak, even breathing was cautious. Doctor Wang was also wondering, he probably didn't say anything unpleasant, why did Gong Qing's expression change like the weather in Rongcheng?
"Mr. Gong..."
Gong Qing came back to his senses and unclenched his fists: "What's wrong?"
"No...nothing. Do you have any questions? If not, shall we go out first?"
Gong Qing remained silent and did not let them leave.
Just as the people around him were about to lose their temper, Gong Qing asked hoarsely, "Can a person's memory be changed?"
The psychiatrist asked, "Are you referring to Miss Gu? Hasn't Miss Gu already lost her memory? How can she change? Her condition is already very bad. I think we should not interfere with her brain too much. Let nature take its course. If she can remember, then she can remember. If she can't, then forget it. Mr. Gong, please be more open-minded."
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