After leaving the old residence, Jian Yuncheng wasted no time and called Hong Baizhang, the director of Tongde Private Hospital. Hong was not only the hospital's director but also Jian Yunao's attending physician.
As soon as the call connected, Jian Yuncheng got straight to the point. "I need you to give me your current address."
On the other end, Hong Baizhang was taken aback. "Young Master Jian, it's ten-thirty at night! I've already finished work for the day!"
"That's exactly why I'm asking for your address," Jian Yuncheng replied bluntly. If Hong was still at the hospital, he would head straight there.
"No, really, Young Master Jian. I'm over fifty; I'm not like you youngsters. Unless it's an emergency, I should be sleeping at this hour!"
"Then consider this a special circumstance."
"…"
Hong Baizhang, who was preparing to sleep, felt like crying.
Thirty minutes later, at Hong Baizhang's home, the doctor, still in his pajamas, emerged from his bedroom, looking rather disheveled.
With a resigned expression, he welcomed Jian Yuncheng in and poured him a cup of tea. "Just tell me what you need to discuss so I can get back to bed. I have to work early tomorrow."
"I want to know about my brother's condition," Jian Yuncheng said, cutting straight to the chase.
"Really?" Hong Baizhang's initial instinct was to curse. He took a deep breath, forcing himself to calm down. "Haven't we discussed your brother's condition multiple times? If you have further inquiries, couldn't we just talk about it tomorrow during the day?"
"It's not about his hand," Jian Yuncheng replied. "I want to understand the extent of his brain injury. I remember his CT report indicated a mild concussion."
"Yes, it's a mild concussion, but it won't have serious effects. His brain won't be damaged!" Hong Baizhang reassured him.
"Is there a possibility of memory confusion?" Jian Yuncheng pressed on.
"Memory confusion? What are you getting at?" Hong Baizhang asked, puzzled.
"I'm just wondering if it's possible that he might have inaccurate memories about events that happened before he fell," Jian Yuncheng explained, his voice steady but insistent.
"Fine, I'll say this: the likelihood of having false memories is quite low, but the chance of being unable to recall specific details is significant," Hong Baizhang clarified.
"How likely is it that he won't remember?"
"I understand that before he fell, he was in a heated argument with your sister, correct?" Hong Baizhang asked, trying to connect the dots.
"Yes."
"When a person is overly emotional, adrenaline surges in their body, and blood rushes to the head, causing a certain degree of cerebral congestion. In such cases, after an argument, it's common for someone to forget specific details of what was just said. And considering your brother fell right after their confrontation, the violent impact would have certainly affected his ability to remember those earlier moments," Hong Baizhang explained, his tone serious.
Upon hearing this, Jian Yuncheng fell silent, his expression darkening.
The reason he had come to inquire about this particular aspect of Jian Yunao's injury was that he knew the first person to arrive at the scene after the accident was Aunt Mo. She had even followed the ambulance to the hospital, ensuring that Jian Yunao was cared for while the family was in chaos. If there was any potential issue with Aunt Mo, it raised the possibility of external interference in this incident.
Although it was just a possibility, Jian Yuncheng wanted to investigate thoroughly. The Jian family could not afford to have anyone undermining their stability from the shadows.
Hong Baizhang observed Jian Yuncheng for a moment before adding, "The human mind and psyche are incredibly complex, and medical research in this area is still quite limited. Sometimes, understanding human behavior can be more difficult than comprehending computer systems. If you have doubts about the circumstances of the incident, I suggest you check the electronic devices that were present at the time. They can often provide clearer insights than the human mind."
Hong Baizhang didn't fully grasp what Jian Yuncheng was specifically suspicious of or what he intended to investigate. However, since he had come to him in such a hurry in the middle of the night, he felt compelled to offer what he believed to be a reasonably effective suggestion.