It erased my memories of China.
Such niche writing.
Song Sichen took a deep breath and stepped forward: "This technology does exist abroad."
"It was originally used to treat PTSD, or post-traumatic stress disorder, to help patients erase memories of past traumatic events and return to normal life. But later, some people illegally used this medical technology to brainwash people."
“Yes,” Joey said, “that’s a problem. It means that she doesn’t remember any of you, and even if all of you stood in front of her and told her who you are to her, you would all be strangers to her.”
After these words were spoken, the entire ward fell silent.
Before they could recover from the joy of knowing that Nian Nian was alright, they faced an even bigger blow.
Especially Si Boye.
She doesn't remember him.
A dull, surging pain shot through my heart, almost suffocating me.
However, Joey continued, "But before I made this call to you, I consulted one of the world's leading neurosurgeons."
"He told me that the human brain is not a machine after all, and it is impossible to delete and format memories with one click. Those erased memories can still be recalled, but a certain opportunity is needed."
"This matter needs to be handled by the person with the deepest connection to her. That's why I found your phone number and called you."
"I need you to tell me some details about your time together and some things about her. Also, please take care of your health first. I'll keep an eye on her for you until you come."
"Why are you helping us with these things?" Si Boye hadn't expected Joey to do this.
If I remember correctly, Joey and Nian Nian are enemies. Her sister even died because of Nian Nian.
"What else could it be? Of course, it's because I can't bear the thought of her forgetting me..."
Joey muttered a few words, then immediately changed her mind, "I mean, just think of me as bored, I'm just killing time anyway."
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