Looking directly at the ancient gods for a whole year

Chapter 1268: Loss of Image ()

So anthropomorphic?

It must be said that Miss Winslow's desire to answer the question, which she had been brewing for half a minute, brought quite a surprise.

There was actually a voice directly telling her to drive her mother away.

But in this way, the logic seems to be much smoother than simply wanting to be quiet.

And the credibility of this answer in the clear dream state is obviously trustworthy.

The originally quiet bedroom at this moment became even quieter as Jane spoke.

Even the patient himself could not help but lower his voice when faced with the gazes of doctors and parents.

"How could it be? I didn't hear any sound at all."

The most difficult to accept was Mrs. Winslow.

While I was sitting here talking quietly to my daughter, there was actually someone else on the bed, and he was even talking to my daughter.

Even though her husband was right next to her, this horrifying scene still left her a bit unimaginable.

For a moment she looked at her daughter, cautiously guessing at other possibilities.

"Could it be that you took a nap afterwards...some memories can't tell the difference between reality and dreams?"

Is the power of maternal love so great? I can even guess this right.

Before Jane could answer, she already gave a secret praise before paying.

"No, I'm pretty sure I didn't fall asleep."

Unfortunately, Jane obviously did not understand her mother's wisdom and shook her head very firmly.

"Rather than dreaming, I would rather believe it was a hallucination."

"Will not……"

Unfortunately, this statement was obviously unacceptable to Mrs. Winslow. She shook her head absentmindedly and looked at her husband subconsciously.

"Doctor, what's going on?"

Her feelings should be the same as hers, but Mr. Winslow obviously respected professionals more. He immediately looked at Fu and asked, without making his own subjective assumptions.

"There's nothing to be nervous about. A young man of this age will always have some wonderful fantasies."

The professionals waved their hands and said it was no problem as always, and then spoke in soft and persuasive voices.

"Did that voice say anything else?"

"Just that."

The mood eased, and Jane shook her head slightly.

"What kind of voice is it? Young, old? Male or female?"

"do not know……"

Frowning her brows, Jane thought for half a minute this time, with a look of pain on her face again.

"There is no concept of voice at all, it's like it's directly imprinted in my mind, and it's irrefutable..."

"I didn't even have the idea to see who the owner of this voice was... Of course, at this point, I tend to agree with my mother. There was no third person here except the two of us."

"understood."

Although Jane's answer didn't seem nutritious, Fu Qian still listened to it with a very professional attitude and even observed the other two listeners.

As expected, Mr. Winslow was as calm as he was, and this time his face turned pale.

It is not difficult to understand that this is no longer a question of whether the daughter's words are true or false.

Such a detailed description, whether true or false, can only be explained by hallucination.

If what is said is true, then it means that I imagined a sound at that time. If what is said is false, then it means that I imagined that I heard a sound at that time.

No matter which one, it seems to be getting closer and closer to the extraordinary explanation.

……

"It's nothing serious. It's probably just the result of some relatively big shocks and agitated emotions." However, before the despair that the patient's family could feel, the next moment professional medical professionals still gave an extremely optimistic conclusion. .

Ok?

The Winslow family of three looked like they no longer knew how to describe their mood.

However, under their gaze, the doctor was already putting away his tools.

"Sorry doctor, it's still hard for me to imagine what kind of shock would have such an effect."

Mr. Winslow finally couldn't bear it anymore and couldn't accept the result of spending money just to listen to auspicious words.

"That was certainly quite shocking, and it might not even have anything to do with her minor eye problem."

Although his professional ability was questioned, Fu Qian showed considerable emotional stability, organized the consultation box in an orderly manner, and ended the clear dream smoothly.

Facing Mr. Wenloss, who woke up from his dream and was still instantly dissatisfied, he pointed his finger behind Jane.

Isn't it because of the eyes?

Mr. Winslow was stunned for a moment and looked in the direction he was pointing.

It was an oil painting with soft colors. The dead trees and the muddy streets under the moon did not make people feel scary, but gave them an extra sense of tranquility.

Of course he knew that this painting was not a masterpiece by a famous artist, but his daughter liked it very much.

The question is what does this mean? Is there something wrong with the painting?

“For those with a gift of appreciation, the impact of art is also shocking.”

Fu Qian was very disciplined this time and didn't make anyone guess.

"I remember your daughter's last outing was to attend an art salon?"

"Yes, but I didn't participate."

The logic of the statement of artistic impact is a bit too bizarre.

Although Mr. Winslow answered the question, he had a look on his face that said, "You're kidding me."

"Besides Mrs. You and my daughter, who else was involved?"

But he turned a blind eye to this.

"And Jane's governess."

This time it was Mrs. Winslow who rushed to answer.

"But we don't remember anything strange at the time."

"The appreciation of art is very subjective."

Before paying, he seemed very satisfied with the answer.

"Since you are worried about your daughter's condition, why don't you call the tutor here and let me ask about the situation?"

This……

The Winslows both looked embarrassed, and seemed to not want more people to participate in this secret treatment, especially since the reason was so absurd.

"Or we can go find her. I respect your choice."

Regarding this reaction, Fu Qian could not see any emotion, and he sounded like you should make your own decision.

"I'll call her over."

Although his beloved daughter was heartbroken, Mr. Wenloss was quite decisive. After hesitating for a few seconds, he agreed to this nonsensical request.

"it is good."

Fu Qian smiled with satisfaction and stood up.

"I'll wait in the outer room."

Mr. Winslow was not here, and it would undoubtedly be worrying for a dangerous person like himself to be alone with two women.

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, Mrs. Winslow's face softened a little, and her evaluation of Fu Qian's medical ethics seemed to have improved.

Of course, even so, Mr. Winslow still didn't make people wait for too long, and he left and returned within a short time.

Natalie, who had changed into a plain dress and had an intellectual demeanor, opened the door and came in behind him, trying her best to make the eyes looking over her look normal.

(End of this chapter)