Ai Liang lifted the quilt and jumped off the hospital bed and stepped on the slippers.

He used actions to confirm to the doctor that the headache did not affect the limbs and trunk.

Not only was there no effect, but in the process of moving her body, Ai Liang was keenly aware that her body was much lighter than before, as if she had transformed from a bulky cicada chrysalis to a light butterfly.

This is an indescribable feeling, like suddenly coming to the prairie after living in a small black house for several months.

liberation?

Yes, that's right, that feeling of liberating body, mind and soul.

It was as if he hadn't really lived in this world until this moment.

The most important thing is that he seems to have gotten rid of the headache caused by hypermnesia now.

While Ai Liang was perceiving the changes in her body, her eyes were inevitably distracted, which caught Feng Chengfu's attention.

In view of Ai Liang's precocious personality, Feng Chengfu adopted a relatively mature way of communication, unlike the servants in the manor who always talk to Ai Liang in a coaxing tone.

"Don't be brave. If you feel uncomfortable in your body, it's best to tell the doctor."

"No, I was distracted thinking about some issues just now, and besides... I don't seem to have a headache when I recall the past." Ai Liang shook her head slightly.

Ai Liang didn't say it to death, and he didn't know whether it was temporary or whether it would never recur in the future.

A gleam of joy flashed in Feng Chengfu's eyes, he stepped forward and stroked Ai Liang's hair: "Really?"

"Well, I remember that I fainted when I was appreciating opera with my teacher. How long ago has it been?"

Ai Liang proved with practical actions that she no longer suffers from headaches.

He wondered how long he had been unconscious.

Judging from the sunlight outside the window, it didn't seem too long.

Feng Chengfu took a deep breath and said, "You've been in a coma for almost a day."

"one day?"

Ai Liang was stunned.

I don't know if it is affected by hypermemory, even Ai Liang's experience in dreams can be completely preserved.

According to estimates, he spent at most two or three hours in the so-called inner world, but nearly a whole day has passed in the real world.

But Ai Liang didn't think much about it, she was just a little surprised.

How can people feel the passage of time when they are in a coma?

Anyway, it is not a day or two to be tortured by hypermemory, Ai Liang is used to it.

After a brief understanding of the current situation, Ai Liang's eyeballs began to sweep around the room: "Where are my clothes?"

The doctor seemed to be aware of Ai Liang's attempt, and persuaded him: "Although there is nothing wrong with the examination, I still suggest that you stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time, in case similar symptoms appear again..."

"In case similar symptoms appear again, nothing will be detected."

Feng Yue, who remained silent all this time, cast a cold glance at the doctor: "If this is the case, what's the difference between staying at home and being hospitalized? At least the child will be taken care of at home 24 hours a day."

The doctor's face froze, but he quickly adjusted his expression as if he didn't hear anything.

The other party's words were a little harsh, but after all, it was the truth. He couldn't refute anything, and he didn't dare to refute.

Feng Chengfu's thoughts are actually similar to Feng Yue's.

From the time the disease appeared until now, he had invited many top experts to examine Ai Liang, and all the results were normal.

If hospital observation is useful, how can it not be resolved after so many years?

But Feng Chengfu didn't speak inhumanely like Feng Yue, he lowered his head to look at Ai Liang: "Little Liang, are you going to be hospitalized for observation or go home to rest?"

The result of throwing the question to Ai Liangna is obvious.

"Let's go back, I feel much better." Ai Liang decisively followed Feng Chengfu's words and chose to go home.

His mind is now full of what he saw and felt when he was in a coma.

Is that space a pure dream, or is it really my inner world as the strange voice said?

Why do the side effects of hypermnesia disappear after waking up? What is the connection between the two?

Although this sounds absurd, Ai Liang's subconscious told herself that it was not a dream.

Feng Chengfu nodded after hearing Ai Liang's answer, and turned to look at the doctor: "I'm sorry, Doctor Zhang, the child is still young and afraid of living in a hospital.

In terms of disease observation, I will let the servants at home pay attention to the records. "

"It's okay, children are more impatient, understandable." Doctor Zhang replied politely.

With Ai Liang acting as a lubricant in the middle, the atmosphere eased a lot.

Feng Chengfu was very polite no matter who he spoke to outside, without any domineering gesture.

Feng Yue is relatively inferior in this respect.

That's just the way she is.

After leaving the hospital, the butler drove the car to the door early and waited for everyone to get in the car.

On the way home, Feng Chengfu looked at his watch and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"

Ai Liang was staring out of the window at this moment in a daze, when he heard the voice, he turned his head to look opposite: "...I don't have any appetite for now, let auntie cook a bowl of porridge for me when I go home."

The restaurants that Feng Chengfu usually goes to eat have a variety of dishes, and it takes at least two hours to eat a meal.

He didn't want to wait on the sidelines.

"Well, I really can't eat too much after waking up on an empty stomach all day."

Feng Chengfu affirmed Ai Liang's words, turned his head and told the housekeeper: "Prepare some easy-to-digest supper."

Ai Liang was a little speechless, but since it was the concern of the elders, he couldn't say much.

"By the way, Teacher Huang..."

"I have notified Miss Huang about your waking up. She wants you to have a good rest today and plans to visit again tomorrow."

Feng Yue, who had been silent beside him, suddenly broke into the topic.

"I see."

Ai Liang quickly glanced at the familiar yet unfamiliar mother beside her, and didn't say a word of nonsense.

The relationship between mother and child is evident.

Ai Liang is not an idiot who can't understand the atmosphere, ever since he was able to recognize people with his eyes open, he can feel the vague rejection from Feng Yue.

No one told Ai Liang what happened between Ai Zhe and Feng Yue.

But from the attitude of the two of them when they get along on a daily basis, he can roughly guess that it is nothing more than a breakdown in the relationship between the husband and wife, and he is most likely a by-product of some kind of unwillingness.

Ai Liang had tried some means to ease the relationship between her parents.

But every time Feng Yue sees Ai Zhe, he doesn't have a good face, even with Ai Liang, he sometimes suffers unreasonable disasters.

Over time, Ai Liang gave up this idea and chose to be out of sight and out of mind.

After figuring this out, Ai Liang consciously reduced the number of times she appeared in front of the two of them, and spent most of the time in her room reading.

After chatting about the business, everyone at UU Reading www.uukanshu.com habitually kept quiet in front of Ai Liang to prevent him from receiving too much information.

All the way without words.

Back to the manor, Ai Liang returned to her room led by the maid.

Glancing at the camera glowing red in the corner, Ai Liang sighed unconsciously.

No matter how mature he is, his body is still the body of a three-year-old child. With the inexplicable headache, it is inevitable for the family to worry about him sleeping alone.

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