Chapter 107: Memoirs of a Deceased Wife

'Awake?'

Yu Wu took out a flashlight and shone it at Ying Huai's pupils, looking at the person in front of him with a frustrated frown, then silently let out a breath.

'If you don't wake up soon, once Si Lan finds out, he'll come rushing in to hit me.' Yu Wu patted his chest, pretending to still be shaken.

Ying Huai raised his head somewhat blankly, wanting to say something but unable to make a sound for the moment.

Fortunately Yu Wu was only casually teasing, waving his hand at him to signal him not to speak.

He didn't rush to help Ying Huai up, but instead raised the upper half of the treatment chair slightly, supporting him to sit up against it.

'Does this feel a bit better? Chest tightness is normal, adjust your breathing first, don't rush.'

Ying Huai's mind was still somewhat muddled, he instinctively opened his mouth: 'I... cough cough cough—'

'Hey, don't talk yet, do you know how dangerous it was just now? You didn't even have the strength to breathe, and you're still thinking about talking.'

Yu Wu slipped a pill into his mouth, reached out and pressed with slight force at some point on the back of his head.

The bitter taste of medicine in his mouth and the swelling pressure at the back of his head came at the same moment, Ying Huai let out a muffled groan, his eyes unfocused for a moment, but when he came back to himself, his awareness did gradually clear a bit.

His previous memories gradually returned, Ying Huai looked at Yu Wu in front of him whose expression was rarely tense, seemed to realize something, and turned his head to cough in a low muffled way.

He opened his mouth wanting to ask something, but the next second felt a sudden stabbing pain in his chest.

Ying Huai didn't have time to react, suddenly let out a muffled groan, uncontrollably curling up his body.

'Mm...'

'Hey hey, what's wrong? Don't curl up like that, lean your upper body against my leg...'

Yu Wu beside him hadn't even had time to breathe a sigh of relief, his expression instantly panicked.

He didn't have time to say anything, quickly held Ying Huai up and let him sit in his arms, tried to stretch out the curled-up body as much as possible, pressed his pulse and slipped a few more pills into his mouth.

Ying Huai's lips and tongue were pale, his hands pressing hard against his own chest.

The fragile heart inside his chest, stimulated by something unknown, was beating wildly, rapidly and irregularly.

Ying Huai's fingertips were bluish-white, his hand pressing his chest unconsciously exerting force, the body that had finally been stretched out with Yu Wu's help was once again showing signs of curling up.

'Relax a bit, it's hard to breathe when you're curled up...'

The hint of playfulness that had originally been on Yu Wu's face had completely disappeared, replaced by a rare seriousness.

He gritted his teeth and lifted him up a bit more, reached out and pressed the acupoint at his heart, applying slight force, kneading it bit by bit.

'Take a breath first, I'll go call Song Si Lan for you...'

Before Yu Wu could finish, he suddenly felt a chill at the wrist of the hand pressing on Ying Huai's chest.

Ying Huai couldn't speak, the hand gripping him also uncontrollably trembling, but it was clearly meant to stop him.

Yu Wu was stunned for a moment, instantly understood something, and couldn't help but softly click his tongue.

'What timing, and you're still thinking about hiding it from Liang Shining.'

Song Si Lan and Liang Shining were both waiting outside the door, if Yu Wu went to call Song Si Lan at this time, it would inevitably let Liang Shining discover his abnormality too.

The broken hair on Ying Huai's forehead was soaked with cold sweat, his face deathly pale.

He still couldn't speak, the fingers resting on Yu Wu's wrist also slowly sliding down rudely, only barely raising his eyes to look at him with rapid panting breaths.

Yu Wu was practically being driven to laugh from anger.

He gave an annoyed snort, suddenly grabbed his rudely sliding wrist bone, found the Neiguan acupoint, and pressed down with slight force.

'Alright, I'll see how it goes, you rest for a bit first.'

Ying Huai let out a low 'hm', almost instantly his eyelids heavily fell, curled up in Yu Wu's arms panting rapidly.

After an unknown amount of time, Yu Wu felt Ying Huai's body spasm for a moment, violently choke-cough a few times, and the tense body slowly relaxed.

Yu Wu silently exhaled.

He was also drenched in sweat, reached out to raise the room temperature a bit, then casually took a blanket and wrapped Ying Huai entirely in it.

'Feeling better?'

Ying Huai's palm root lightly pressed his heart, with a pale face slowly nodding.

Yu Wu still didn't let go of the action of kneading the acupoint on his wrist bone, until he saw Ying Huai's lip color finally not as deathly pale as at the beginning, then softly 'hm'ed, stood up, and supported him to lie back on the treatment chair himself.

'Telling lies with eyes open, face that pale and still saying you're better, if you're dizzy close your eyes and rest a bit, your heart was beating around like that for so long, your brain's blood supply has long declared the national treasury bankrupt.'

Ying Huai was amused by his way of putting it.

He lifted his eyelids, slightly curled his lips.

'How am I... telling lies with my eyes open.'

He obediently slightly lowered his head, closed his eyes, and said weakly with a half-smile: 'Just now I... didn't even have the strength to open my eyes.'

Yu Wu glanced at him somewhat surprised, seeing he still had the energy to joke with him, also slightly relaxed.

'Alright, if you don't have the strength close your eyes and rest, there's nothing you absolutely have to look at.'

Yu Wu helped him tuck the blanket behind him, wrapping him up snugly inside.

Ying Huai didn't have the strength to resist, slightly turned his head to look at him, somewhat helplessly curling his lips.

'Doctor Yu is so serious today... won't even play along with my jokes.'

Yu Wu exhaled, casually dragged a stool over and plopped down beside Ying Huai, glancing at him.

'Joking? Who's joking with you, I've almost been scared to death by you, alright?'

Yu Wu's voice was full of frustration: 'Do you know how hard it was tonight to finally get some alcohol into Si Lan and trick him out...'

Ying Huai was stunned for a moment, couldn't help but softly speak: 'You know this is illegal, right, Doctor Yu?'

Yu Wu glanced at him: 'What illegal, this is feelings reaching their natural conclusion, things flowing naturally, emotions expressing themselves...'

Ying Huai: .......

'Not important, this matter has nothing to do with you—anyway even if I tricked him out, I might not be able to get my hands on him in the end.'

Yu Wu looked at Ying Huai struggling to still want to say something, and directly cut him off first.

Ying Huai glanced at him somewhat helplessly, but the next second felt a bitter taste in his mouth, Yu Wu again slipped a pill into his mouth.

'But the matter of your own body is related to you.' Yu Wu gritted his teeth.

'After finally behaving properly for a few months, I thought I could break off the doctor-patient relationship with you.'

He looked at Ying Huai, snorted with a laugh: 'And the result is in the middle of the night, you still give me an emergency visit.'

Yu Wu while speaking couldn't help but reach out, gestured at Ying Huai's forehead with gritted teeth, but in the end didn't dare really touch Ying Huai's paper-paste-like body.

Ying Huai was stunned for a moment.

He realized something, his expression momentarily going silent, holding the pill Yu Wu had given him, after a while somewhat indistinctly spoke: 'So... what just happened wasn't my dream?'

'What dream, no.'

Yu Wu looked at his somewhat pale face again, frowned, reached out to press his pulse again, and slowly spoke: 'Calm down, that was a hallucination I created through subconscious Hypnosis based on your description, afraid you couldn't accept it all at once, so I used dreams as the entry point.'

—Didn't expect Ying Huai's physical reaction to still be so intense, almost having a heart attack directly during the Hypnosis.

The person in front of him lowered his eyes in a daze somewhat lost in thought, Yu Wu felt the pulse under his fingers becoming faintly rapid again.

He frowned, found Ying Huai's Neiguan acupoint and pressed with slight force using his finger pad.

Ying Huai let out an unexpected low hum, finally coming back to himself.

'...What's wrong?'

'What's wrong? Don't you feel the chest tightness yourself?'

Yu Wu didn't expect that one day he could be driven to laugh from anger by Ying Huai twice.

He raised the chair backrest in front of him again a bit, Ying Huai was forced to look at him eye to eye, paused, somewhat helplessly turned his eyes away.

'Didn't Doctor Yu say to let me rest? Why are you actively chatting with me again now?'

'If I let you rest will you actually rest properly? In a moment you'll hold your breath and make yourself uncomfortable again.'

Yu Wu glanced at him with a half-smile, then looked at the clock on the wall beside him.

'Not planning to chat with me some more? Anyway there's still some time before the treatment ends, the money spent can't be wasted.'

Ying Huai's vision was blurry, he couldn't see at all what time the clock on the wall showed.

But through the sound of traffic outside the window, he could clearly judge that it was already long past the treatment time Yu Wu mentioned.

He lowered his eyes, didn't speak.

Yu Wu stared at Ying Huai for a few seconds, the smile at his lips also slightly fading.

He spoke first in a low voice: 'You didn't tell me the truth from the beginning, Ying Huai.'

'I didn't...' Ying Huai instinctively raised his head to refute.

The next second, he heard Yu Wu calmly speak: 'If you had told me the truth, the Hypnosis treatment just now wouldn't have had that situation.'

Ying Huai's voice abruptly stopped.

Yu Wu looked at him, quietly spoke: 'Creating hypnotic hallucinations through the patient's verbal description is a very complex treatment process, if the patient has concealed something, contradicting his true subconscious, this hallucination will be unstable.'

Most people would just wake up early from the Hypnosis, without too much impact on body and mind.

But Ying Huai was different.

Ying Huai was heavy with worries, his body also couldn't withstand too strong stimulation, once his own subconscious resisted, and adjustments couldn't be made in time during Hypnosis, it would produce unpredictable consequences.

—Like the sudden illness just now.

These past few months Ying Huai had behaved too calmly, making Yu Wu momentarily forget Ying Huai's 'true nature.'

Yu Wu was also rarely a bit angry at this moment.

Seeing Ying Huai not answering, he didn't mind, and went on speaking to help him sort things out.

'When you came over tonight you told me, it was because you had been frequently dreaming about things from before recently, your sleep state at night wasn't good, so you came.'

Yu Wu crossed his arms, unhurriedly spoke.

'You told me the trigger was because recently you had talked about some things from the past with Liang Shining, always having related dreams at night causing your mental state to be bad, so I conducted it according to the standard subconscious induction treatment.'

When Ying Huai was forcibly brought over by Liang Shining last night, his whole face was terribly pale, it was obvious he hadn't slept well for a long time.

At first he only said he had been under mental pressure recently, having nightmares so he kept waking up startled, and after Yu Wu directly pointed it out, he finally ambiguously gave the reason.

—Didn't expect he was still a liar.

'But your subconscious deviated from the facts you described to me, your body instinctively produced self-protection, ultimately leading to a stress response.'

Ying Huai slightly turned his eyes away: 'I didn't...'

'What exactly happened to you recently, Ying Huai?'

Yu Wu didn't pay attention to his defense, directly spoke and cut him off.

He looked at Ying Huai thoughtfully: 'What you told me about Liang Shining describing things from the past to you should be true, otherwise those initial hallucinations couldn't have been established.'

Yu Wu's voice was very slow, he softly spoke: 'But the details in the middle are incomplete.'

'During the Hypnosis, you had stress reactions several times, but they were forcibly suppressed by you.'

'You weren't willing to leave this hypnotic hallucination, you were searching for something...'

Yu Wu speaking to here, suddenly realized something, abruptly raised his head.

'You think Liang Shining is hiding something from you, right?'

He saw Ying Huai's expression instantly stiffen, and realized he had guessed right.

A flash of disbelief crossed his expression.

'You wanted to use my hypnotic hallucination to find the answer.'

Yu Wu gritted his teeth, his tone rarely becoming somewhat urgent.

'Are you crazy, Ying Huai, searching for groundless truth in hallucinations? Do you know how dangerous this is—'

'But I found it.'

Before Yu Wu could finish speaking, he suddenly heard Ying Huai speak in a low voice, cutting him off.

Yu Wu was slightly stunned.

He frowned: 'What did you find?'

Ying Huai didn't speak, lowered his eyes and was quiet for a few seconds, then suddenly softly exhaled.

'Nothing... today's treatment is over, right, Doctor Yu?'

Ying Huai slowly sat up straight, supporting himself on the chair beneath him, and curled his lips at Yu Wu.

'Can I go now?'

'No, you explain it to me clearly—'

Yu Wu instinctively frowned and spoke.

The next second, he heard Ying Huai softly cut him off.

'I'm already very tired today, Doctor Yu, can we... talk about it another day?'

Yu Wu frowned.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the person in front of him.

Even after resting so long, Ying Huai's face not only hadn't improved at all, but was even paler than before.

One of his hands unconsciously lightly pressed his heart, his fingertips faintly white from the force, seemingly trying hard to suppress his rapid breathing.

He rarely didn't hide his fatigue in front of Yu Wu, only appropriately exposing a bit of it, and the whole person appeared especially fragile.

Yu Wu was clear that Ying Huai had deliberate elements, but he probably really couldn't hold on anymore.

He sat in place without speaking, after a while finally stood up with a dark face, took a bottle of glucose from the side, and opened his treatment notebook.

'Drink this bottle of glucose, then set the next treatment time with me, and you can go.'

Ying Huai instinctively gripped the small plastic bottle in his hand, after reacting, directly wanted to refuse: 'My head isn't dizzy, no need to drink, the next treatment time we'll talk about it later...'

'Feel your own pulse how fast it is, don't tell me you don't feel the palpitations.'

Yu Wu glanced at him playfully: 'In a moment you'll walk out the door and faint right in front of Liang Shining, I won't help you explain.'

Ying Huai: ...?

His outstretched hand instantly withdrew.

Yu Wu seeing he was finally obedient, contentedly curled his lips, opened the notebook, and continued: 'The treatment time is set for next Monday, you can just come over then.'

Ying Huai: ...

He realized that without completing what Yu Wu said today he couldn't leave this room, and couldn't help but softly sigh.

·

But whether it was because the glucose was drunk too quickly or what, after Ying Huai drank it, the palpitations not only didn't get a bit better, but his stomach also started churning along with it.

Ying Huai bent down and slightly pressed his epigastrium, covered his lips and turned his head to cough a few times.

'What's wrong? Still uncomfortable?'

Yu Wu beside him turned his head at the sound, frowning spoke: 'Still palpitating? Want to sit for a while more?'

Ying Huai shook his head.

'It's nothing... just drank a bit too quickly just now.'

His stomach was uncomfortably bloated, stuffy and uncomfortable, even his heart was being pushed and feeling heavy and stuffy.

Ying Huai was also too embarrassed to say he had been made like this by a bottle of glucose, took a deep breath and stood up with Yu Wu.

'Let's go, it's already very late, don't you want to renew your past relationship with Doctor Song?'

Yu Wu stared at him for a few seconds, seeing he really seemed normal, finally withdrew his gaze.

'Renew what, at this time Si Lan's alcohol should have mostly worn off, if I dare to renew again, I'd have to first consider whether to renew my own life.'

Yu Wu finally got off work, his tone also returning to its usual lazy drawl.

He slowly walked forward while sighing with apparent helplessness.

'Speaking of which, what exactly did Teacher Liang do to make you finally forgive him, Teacher Xiao Huai? Share some experience with me, every time I try I always end up making Si Lan angrier...'

The discomfort in his stomach was getting stronger and stronger, the violent beating of his heart even making his chest feel somewhat stuffy.

Ying Huai couldn't help but reach out and hold the wall beside him, only after a long time managing to spare some attention to think about what Yu Wu had just said.

'...Be more serious, Doctor Song has such a good temper... can't withstand you jumping on his triggers every time.'

Ying Huai speaking to the last sentence his voice uncontrollably weakened, the final tail almost coming out as a breath.

Fortunately Yu Wu was pondering what Ying Huai had just said, not noticing the slight abnormality in his final voice.

'How am I not serious? Every time I super carefully make plans, record the implementation process, and finally review and summarize...'

Yu Wu somewhat frustratedly spoke: 'But every time it just happens to hit Si Lan's trigger, we can't be this lacking in chemistry, right.'

Ying Huai thought to himself, where is that careful planning of yours, clearly it's thinking of one thing after another and then trying hard to make up for it afterwards.

—Having chemistry would be a real miracle.

He opened his mouth wanting to answer, but that passage just now had already consumed too much of his strength.

Ying Huai opened his mouth several times, but couldn't make any sound, instead exhausting himself until cold sweat came down.

He worried Yu Wu would discover his abnormality, barely summoned a breath wanting to answer Yu Wu's words, but didn't expect to inhale too sharply, the next second a sudden feeling of suffocation came from his chest.

Ying Huai's vision instantly blurred.

He uncontrollably stumbled a step, barely managing to hold the cabinet beside him and stand steady.

—He now not only couldn't speak, even his perception of his surroundings was becoming somewhat fuzzy.

Yu Wu chattered on for a long time, but heard no response from behind for a long time.

He somewhat puzzledly turned his head back, just seeing Ying Huai with his head half-lowered, one hand pressing his chest, the other desperately supporting the cabinet beside him.

Yu Wu's face instantly changed.

'What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt?'

He quickly walked to Ying Huai's side, reached out and supported him.

Yu Wu reached out wanting to take the person to sit nearby first, but just as he supported him and moved a bit, saw Ying Huai instantly frown in pain.

Yu Wu didn't dare move anymore, could only transfer most of Ying Huai's weight to himself, quickly kneading the acupoints at his heart and wrist.

'Is your heart uncomfortable? I'll support you to sit in place for a while, don't be nervous, relax...'

'...I don't know.'

Ying Huai pressed his chest, with half-lowered eyes somewhat hazily spoke.

The dull pain in his chest wasn't very obvious, it just seemed like a numbness gradually spreading from his left chest, radiating along his left arm to his entire back.

Ying Huai unconsciously opened his mouth to take small panting breaths, murmured: 'I just feel a bit... something's not right.'

He didn't realize his eyes had already unfocused, instinctively wanted to move forward when he lifted his foot, but stumbled forward a few steps relying on inertia.

The next second, as if a power switch had been suddenly pressed, a violent buzzing came in Ying Huai's ears, followed by his vision going black.

From Yu Wu's perspective, he only saw the person beside him sway weakly, suddenly as if all his strength had been released.

His arms heavily fell, without warning he plunged straight forward.

Yu Wu was completely dumbfounded.

He didn't have time to react, grabbed Ying Huai in one embrace, and abruptly spoke.

'Song Si Lan!'

The next second, the treatment room door was pushed open in response.

Song Si Lan and Liang Shining who rushed in saw the two people in front of them in somewhat disheveled states, their faces both changed at the same time.

·

Ying Huai had completely lost consciousness.

He lay on his back in Yu Wu's arms, his upper body held slightly raised by Yu Wu, his lips bluish, his breathing barely perceptible.

But in the short while Song Si Lan was examining, Ying Huai had already gone from initially unconsciously stretching his neck to gasp, to weak unconscious spasms.

Song Si Lan also didn't expect to see such a scene as soon as he came in.

He immediately frowned, quickly walked forward and pressed Ying Huai's carotid artery, after a few seconds reached out and turned up his eyelid.

Ying Huai's eyes were unfocused, without any focal point.

Song Si Lan's face instantly darkened.

He quickly loosened the collar at Ying Huai's chest, spoke in a low voice: 'What happened just now? Why did he suddenly have an attack?'

'It wasn't a sudden attack. About fifteen minutes ago his heart was uncomfortable, at that time I gave him medicine and he recovered after five minutes. Within ten minutes he didn't show any discomfort, had a slight hypoglycemia symptom, I gave him oral glucose solution, his pulse stabilized. Five minutes ago when he got up his state suddenly became abnormal, he fainted directly without warning.'

Yu Wu also quickly spoke calmly, his expression showing a rare steadiness.

If Ying Huai were still awake at this time he would certainly be somewhat surprised at the rare chemistry between Yu Wu and Song Si Lan.

Song Si Lan's expression also showed no surprise, he only slightly nodded.

He slipped emergency medicine into Ying Huai's mouth while slightly bending down to listen to Ying Huai's heart sounds.

But he had just touched the person in front of him, when he felt Ying Huai's whole body involuntarily flinch, letting out a faintly suppressed cry of pain.

Song Si Lan gritted his teeth, still reached out, quickly checked Ying Huai's condition.

Ying Huai's chest was heaving slightly uncontrollably, but it was obvious he couldn't get air, his face was pale and bluish from holding his breath.

His breathing gradually weakened, Song Si Lan took the simple oxygen equipment from the first aid kit, quickly covered Ying Huai's face with it.

The slight hiss of oxygen came from the soft tube, after a while, Ying Huai's face seemed to improve a bit.

'It might be insufficient cerebral blood supply caused by a heart attack, whether there's a local myocardial infarction is uncertain, first wait for his state to stabilize a bit, then...'

Before Song Si Lan could finish speaking, the next second, he saw the person in front of him suddenly as if a breath was stuck, raised his chest and softly groaned, his whole body suddenly collapsed into Yu Wu's arms.

Song Si Lan quickly realized something, suddenly straightened up.

'Acute myocardial infarction induced by heart disease.'

He gritted his teeth and spoke: 'Must send to the Hospital immediately.'