"What's going on, Zhiyi?" Ming Yue knew something was wrong the moment she saw his expression, and her heart pounded.
Yan Zhiyi played the recording of his call with Yin Xian for the three people present... counting Xia Shule, there were four people who had yet to hear it.
"Um..." After listening, Ming Yue caught Yan Zhiyi's wrist and asked tentatively, "I... it's not that I don't trust Yin Xian, but... could there be any other possibility? Zhiyi, is there another possibility?"
Ming Yue's voice was a little fragile. She just felt that her child had suffered too much, that he had to endure so much suffering simply because he had met the wrong person.
"A psychiatrist will come take a look in a little while, too, but..."
"The chances aren't good, are they?"
"No."
Looking aggrieved, Ming Yue held Xia Shule's hand. "Baby, why have you had to suffer so much?"
A tear slipped from the corner of Xia Shule's eye, but his body still showed no response.
Ming Yue had already held back her tears, but the sight of that single tear instantly broke her. She cradled Xia Shule's hand and brought it to her lips, kissing it as she sobbed.
Even Xiang Lin could not help wiping his tears at the sight.
Half an hour later...
After examining him, the psychiatrist gave the same answer Yin Xian had.
The doctor also brought the news that, in this condition, he could already be discharged and treated at home.
However sad they were, they still had to pull themselves together.
Yan Zhiyi had locked Jiang Gechen in that villa to await Xia Shule's judgment. If Xia Shule never woke up, Jiang Gechen would stay locked up there for the rest of his life.
They took Xia Shule neither to