In a certain VIP hospital room.
Murong Qiong lay on the hospital bed, her head wrapped in thick bandages and her nose connected to an oxygen tube, frail and thin, still in a coma.
Outside in the hall.
A few attending physicians were explaining Murong Qiong's condition in detail to Mo Qiansu.
As Gu Xuanye had said, although Murong Qiong had suffered a head injury with profuse bleeding, she was fortunate to have been rushed to the hospital in time, and her life was no longer in danger.
But—
The doctor gravely said, "Preliminary examination indicates that the patient is showing symptoms of mental illness. In addition to depression, she also has a severe affective disorder."
"Doctor, what is an affective disorder?" Mo Qiansu asked with grave concern.
"This type of mental illness usually manifests as detachment, indifference, or even hostility toward relatives, friends, and various matters..."
What the doctor described matched exactly with her mother's usual behavior.
