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Tang Qiaoer's moist pupils were shocked!

He lowered his head and stared at his empty hands.

In the past, every touching moment was when I was surprised and took the initiative to hold her hand.

They kissed, cuddled, held hands... I was shocked to realize that I had whispered in her ear over and over again, making promises -

No matter what happened, he would never let go of her hand.

But now, he coldly pulled his hand away from her palm.

At that moment, Tang Qiaoer felt so painful that she felt as if her bones were being ripped out from her flesh and blood.

Han Xian was stunned when he saw this scene and his face turned pale.

No one knew better than him how much Mr. Shen loved Miss Tang before he fell into a coma, and how much they loved each other.

But when Mr. Shen woke up again, although he didn't lose his memory, he seemed to have become a different person. He treated Mr. Shen and Mr. Shen with the same emotion. He also treated the woman he once loved with chilling indifference and alienation.

"Grandpa, Dad."

Shen Jingjue turned his indifferent gaze away from Tang Qiaoer's broken eyes and said in a deep voice, "I'm tired and want to sleep for a while. Can you guys go out?"

Shen Guangjing was stunned for a moment.

Although his youngest son has been like this since he was young, unlike his eldest son, who is gentle and elegant as jade and has high emotional intelligence, he has always been indifferent to the people around him, and his emotions are not revealed.

However, after waking up, he seemed to have become colder and more withdrawn.

Shen Guangjing could only agree, "Okay, okay, then you take a good rest, we will come to see you after you wake up!"

Shen Jingjue didn't answer, but just lay back quietly, turned sideways, and faced away from everyone.

Isolate everyone.

Also including Tang Qiaoer.

……

After Tang Qiaoer left the ward, she ran to Liu Suifeng's office like crazy.

Although Shen Guangjing did not allow the Tang family to visit, Master Liu was an internationally renowned brain surgeon, so the Shen family still asked him to come back and continue treating Shen Jingjue.

“Brother Suifeng… Jingjue, Jingjue, why did it become like that?!”

Tang Qiaoer choked up for a long time before she could finish her sentence, "He didn't lose his memory, he still remembers me, but his personality has changed drastically... Why is it like this?!"

Liu Suifeng held up the latest film, his eyebrows arched into the shape of a "川" character:

"Jing Jue's amygdala has been severely damaged. It is the part of his brain that is responsible for feelings and emotions. That is why Jing Jue is so cold and indifferent to everyone because he cannot receive any emotions. It is like a cell phone with its signal blocked. He has completely locked himself in an enclosed space and does not contact anyone."

Tang Qiaoer's head was buzzing with a series of bad news. She asked tremblingly:

"T-How will that affect his life?!"

"It has basically no impact on his life. He can continue to work and may even be more efficient than before because he has no distractions and can concentrate better."

Liu Suifeng couldn't bear to look at her, and only looked at the film in his hand, "But he has lost the ability to love and care for someone."

Tang Qiao'er's heart twisted, "What do you mean?"

"He can no longer love. In other words, in his spiritual world, there is only himself."

Liu Suifeng took a deep breath, his eyes moistened, "In his eyes, his family, friends, including you, are all the same.

He still remembers you, but you are just you. Nothing special."

"How is it possible... He hasn't forgotten me, he still retains the memory of our love!" Tang Qiaoer was extremely unwilling, her voice was hoarse and torn.

"But, he can't mobilize his emotions. Even if he still has memories and knows that you loved each other, what does it matter?"

Liu Suifeng looked at Tang Qiaoer and said something very cruel, "Qiaoqiao, memories are just memories. In the heart of an emotionally disturbed person, memories have no weight."

He didn't want to lie to her.

It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one.

Tang Qiaoer was still unwilling to give up, and asked tearfully: "Is there no way to awaken his emotions? I don't believe there is no way at all!"

"Following up, I will give him hypnosis treatment. But this is not a 50% feasible method, there is only a % probability, and it must be done carefully, otherwise he will become mentally disturbed.

Another option is electroshock therapy. Strong electric current stimulation might work."

Tang Qiaoer closed her eyes and shook her head vigorously:

"No... I know about electroshock therapy, which is physical and mental torture. He suffered from depression when he was a child, and after he was discharged from the army, he tried it once to treat stress. I don't want Jing Jue to suffer again..."

Liu Suifeng pondered, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "What if his emotions are stimulated? Excessive anger, excessive sadness, excessive blow, may make him regain his own feelings."

This is one way.

But where is such an opportunity?

"Qiaoqiao, I'm not saying this to discourage you, but to make you mentally prepared for everything."

Liu Suifeng stood up and hugged her gently. "You are the strongest girl I have ever met. You have to be well. Take your time. You will get better."

……

After coming out from Liu Suifeng, Tang Qiaoer was alone, as if her soul had been torn out of her body, not knowing where to go.

She walked to the balcony in a trance, looking at the dark sky, and the sweet memories of her time together with Jing Jue came to her mind bit by bit.

How much we loved each other.

How cruel it is at this moment.

She had originally controlled her emotions and decided to face everything bravely. But the more she thought about it, the more her heart ached.

She buried her face in her hands again and sobbed.

Suddenly, Tang Qiaoer felt a hand gently patting her arm.

She panicked, wiped her tears, and lowered her head.

A slender, white hand holding a clean handkerchief was stretched out in front of her.

"Ms. Tang, don't cry, and be careful of your eyes."

Shen Jingzhe sat in a wheelchair, raised his elegant and gentle face, slightly curved the corners of his lips, and comforted softly.