Song Yuli's forehead was burning hot. Nangong Yu withdrew his hand. Seeing that the doctor and nurses had not yet come over, he went to the washroom to get a basin of cool water, took a clean towel, soaked it, wrung it out, folded it neatly, and placed it on Song Yuli's forehead.
Perhaps sensing the coolness on his forehead, Song Yuli's tightly furrowed brows slowly relaxed, and his rapid breathing gradually became calmer.
Seeing this, Nangong Yu couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, then sat down on the edge of the bed and took good care of Song Yuli.
Soon, a group of doctors and nurses arrived. Nangong Yu glared at them unhappily and gestured for them to be quiet.
An older doctor glanced at Nangong Yu with some surprise after seeing the towel on Song Yuli's forehead.
After all, Nangong Yu really doesn't seem like the type to take care of people.
Noticing the doctor's gaze, Nangong Yu gave him a cold look, and the doctor quickly looked away, focusing on examining Song Yuli's body.
After a long while, the doctor straightened up and looked at Nangong Yu: "Mr. Nan, may I have a word with you in private?"
Nangong Yu glanced at Song Yuli with concern, then nodded and followed the doctor out of the ward.
Nangong Yu asked worriedly, "How is she?"
Doctor: "I just examined her, and everything is normal."
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu frowned immediately: "If it's normal, then why hasn't she woken up yet? She's been sleeping for a whole day and night."
The doctor pursed his lips, then sighed: "If I'm not mistaken, she's having a nightmare."
Nangong Yu: "Nightmare?"
The doctor nodded: "Mr. Nan, if I may ask, did your wife experience anything particularly terrifying before she fell into a coma?"
Nangong Yu nodded.
For Song Yuli, who had a peaceful and happy life since childhood, nothing was more terrifying than witnessing murder firsthand.
Upon seeing this, the doctor revealed a knowing look: "Nightmare, also known as a nightmare, is a dream experience characterized by anxiety and fear."
These kinds of dreams are very scary, such as being chased by demons, monsters, evil people, or wild beasts, or being in danger or falling off a cliff.
At that time, I wanted to cry but couldn't, wanted to escape but couldn't, felt helpless and couldn't breathe. In the state between waking up and waking up, I often felt that my body and limbs were unable to move, as if I was being pressed down. It took several struggles to fully wake up. I often experienced some symptoms of the autonomic nervous system, such as emotional tension, sweating, paleness, and palpitations.
In severe cases, it can even affect a person's physical health.
Upon hearing this, Nangong Yu's face immediately turned frighteningly gloomy: "Isn't there any way to wake her up?"
The doctor shook his head: "In general, in this situation, the person involved can only regain consciousness on their own."
The doctor glanced furtively at Nangong Yu's face and saw that he looked like he was about to explode. His heart skipped a beat, and he quickly changed his words, saying, "Although we can't do anything about this, Mr. Nan, you can stay by your wife's side and tell her about the little things that happened when you met. I think this will speed up the time it takes for your wife to wake up."
After hearing this, Nangong Yu's expression improved.
Fortunately, it wasn't entirely useless to him.
Seeing that Nangong Yu was about to turn and leave, the doctor hesitated for a moment and then called him back again.
Nangong Yu turned around and looked at him with displeasure: "Is there anything else?"
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