"Sister-in-law's condition has already become this serious?" Jing Yan was somewhat surprised by this.
In his initial assessment, Wei Yumeng was merely in the early stages of post-traumatic stress disorder. As long as her mood was lifted and she took her medication on time, she would recover. But now, it had worsened.
He vaguely felt there was something wrong with the progression of her illness, but as he didn't have the full picture yet, he couldn't make a judgment for the time being.
"I know you have extensive connections in the medical field. Do you know any psychiatrists?"
"Of course," Jing Yan was quite willing to introduce the renowned professor he knew to Zhan Mohan. "Do you know Professor Stuart Freud?"
Zhan Mohan certainly knew him; this was likely one of the world-class authorities in psychiatry.
"This professor is a teacher of my friend. I think we can try to invite him to take a look if possible."
Hearing this news, Zhan Mohan was naturally delighted. With such an expert, Wei Yumeng's chances of recovery would be even greater.
Jing Yan continued, "Professor Stuart will be giving a public lecture at the university here soon. We can use this opportunity to invite him, but..."
"But what?" Zhan Mohan frowned slightly, seeing from Jing Yan's expression that things weren't that simple.
"Professor Stuart has been researching psychological illnesses and psychiatry for many years. He has a rather peculiar temper and personality. It's even said that ever since his wife passed away, he has been even more unwilling to interact with others. It's the physician who cannot heal himself, isn't it? I can't guarantee he will agree to our request."
Zhan Mohan nodded slightly. "Regardless, I have to try."
As long as Wei Yumeng could get better, he was willing to pay any price.
Wei Yumeng suddenly sat up, startling Mu Linjing.
"Yumeng, how are you?"
Wei Yumeng looked around. She only remembered falling asleep in Zhan Mohan's arms, but now he wasn't there.
"Where is Mohan?"
"He has already left. He said he would contact a better doctor for you and get you out of this hospital."
Wei Yumeng then nodded in relief. As she shifted her body slightly, she discovered that the pain in her leg was particularly severe. She hadn't felt this way even when she had crashed into the bedside.
Mu Linjing was relieved that Wei Yumeng appeared relatively lucid this time upon waking up. If Wei Yumeng had started acting out again as soon as she woke, she truly wouldn't have known what to do.
However, even now, she didn't know when Wei Yumeng might have an episode again.
"Yumeng, you truly scared me to death. First, you tried to harm yourself, and then..." When Mu Linjing mentioned it, she recalled the scene at the time, making it difficult for her to articulate, as it was also an extremely painful experience for Wei Yumeng.
Wei Yumeng, however, took a deep breath. Her demeanor was composed, even making her seem more normal than ever. "I'm sorry, Linjing. I truly made you worry this time."
Mu Linjing hugged Wei Yumeng. "There's nothing to be sorry about. As long as you can get better, that's more important than anything."
Wei Yumeng also gently hugged Mu Linjing. No matter what, she knew clearly that Mu Linjing genuinely cared about her and had stayed by her side since the incident began. She naturally saw all of this.
But as for what was happening to her, she no longer knew what to do.
Were the events that were happening now illusions or reality? Wei Yumeng had only one answer: she preferred to believe that everything was real.
But then why couldn't others hear it?
Why could only she hear it?
What was the root cause of all this?
Wei Yumeng suddenly clutched her head and burst into tears. Mu Linjing hadn't expected her condition to flare up so quickly again.
"Yumeng, calm down. Don't think about anything. Everything will be alright. No matter what happens, I'm here, and Zhan Mohan is here. Do you understand?"
However, Wei Yumeng could no longer listen, because that voice had returned.
"How is her current condition?"
"Don't worry, I deliberately inject her with sedatives every day, letting the medication erode her bit by bit. In no time, she will truly go mad."
"But I heard you failed yesterday."
"That only gave her temporary clarity. As long as she's in the hospital, we have enough time to turn someone into a genuine mental patient."
Wei Yumeng's eyes widened as she stared at the wall in front of her. She could tell that the person speaking was just on the other side of the wall. That person was so close to her.
"No, no! I can't stay here any longer. It's them! It's all their fault!"
Wei Yumeng screamed as she backed away, trying to distance herself from the opposite wall.
"Yumeng, you're scaring me. Did you hear something again? Can you tell me? I can help you."
But Wei Yumeng, lost in her own world, shrank from the bed to the corner, feeling it wasn't enough. She covered herself with the quilt until Mu Linjing could no longer see her.
Mu Linjing instinctively wanted to free Wei Yumeng from the quilt, as staying muffled for too long could be dangerous. But as soon as she pulled the quilt, Wei Yumeng would scream and cover herself again.
In this situation, Mu Linjing wanted to call for a doctor, but recalling what had happened yesterday, she hesitated. If a doctor came, they would likely give Wei Yumeng another sedative to forcibly calm her down.
Mu Linjing couldn't bear to see Wei Yumeng like that again.
She finally took a deep breath, squatted beside Wei Yumeng, and said softly, "Yumeng, I also heard a terrifying voice. Can you let me hide too?"
As expected, Wei Yumeng peeked from a gap towards Mu Linjing, as if to confirm if she was lying.
But finally, she moved slightly, making room for Mu Linjing, and let her hide with her.
"Did you really hear it too?" Wei Yumeng finally asked to confirm.
Mu Linjing nodded. "I really did. They said they want to kill me. I'm so scared."
This was the same thing Wei Yumeng had been saying earlier.
Wei Yumeng, indeed, showed no suspicion and said mysteriously, "I heard it too. They said they're injecting me with sedatives every day, trying to make me truly go mad. I'm not crazy yet, I can't let them do this."
Mu Linjing sighed, but she still hadn't heard anything.
"That voice is coming from that wall."
Mu Linjing looked in the direction Wei Yumeng pointed. Wasn't that the doctor's office on the other side of the wall? At Zhan Mohan's request, Wei Yumeng's room was intentionally placed close to the doctor's so that he could respond immediately if there were any issues.
But thinking of this, Mu Linjing felt something was a little off, though she couldn't quite recall what it was.