Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 1326 - 1304: So You’re Saying She’s Lost Her Mind
Ya Chen listened to Xiaotao’s self-blaming cries, his face clouded with gloom.
At that moment, Dr. Han came downstairs: "Xinyue is awake."
Ya Chen stood up suddenly, holding his cane, and strode upstairs.
As he passed by Dr. Han, he was pulled back, only to hear Dr. Han’s low voice stopping him: "Your Highness, you’d better not go now."
He halted his steps, understanding Dr. Han’s meaning.
She had just been agitated, and seeing him might only destabilize her emotions further.
After a moment of silence, with a dark expression, he said, "I’ll just stand outside the door for a bit."
Seeing his insistence, Dr. Han followed him upstairs, stopping outside Chu Xinyue’s room, gently pushed the door ajar.
Ya Chen stood quietly at the doorway.
Before, when he couldn’t see her, at least he could hold her, or be close, breathing her scent.
But now, he could only listen, listen to every slight sound in the room to judge how she’s doing.
Chu Xinyue leaned against the bed, hugging her knees, sobbing softly.
Those painfully subdued cries sounded like the whistling wind in the desolate night.
He wanted to go inside and wipe her tears, but in the end, he turned around and left.
**
Since Chu Xinyue saw the ice coffin in the study, under Dr. Han’s instructions, Xiaotao watched over Chu Xinyue closely.
Ya Chen feared Xiaotao alone wasn’t enough, originally wanting to find a few more servants to care for her, but Chu Xinyue wouldn’t let anyone besides Xiaotao get close. Whenever strangers entered the room, she’d glare with wide eyes, utterly terrified.
No matter how closely Xiaotao watched, there were inevitably gaps.
That afternoon, after Xiaotao helped Chu Xinyue finish lunch, noticing she was relatively calm today and ate more than the previous days, she relaxed a bit: "Second Miss, how about we take a nap?"
Chu Xinyue glanced at the leftover lunch, mumbled with a dry throat.
Xiaotao saw her gaze lingering on the orange juice and was delighted: "Do you want some juice?"
Dr. Han said if someone wants to drink, it indicates a desire to live well, their mood gradually recovering.
She poured a glass of orange juice and handed it to Chu Xinyue.
Chu Xinyue accepted the juice, sucking on the straw like a baby, slowly sipping, but at least she was drinking.
Seeing her still drinking juice and wouldn’t nap for a while, Xiaotao carried the dishes downstairs.
After putting the dishes in the kitchen, Xiaotao went upstairs, just opening the door to see glass shards scattered on the floor, the orange juice cup shattered.
Her heart almost jumped out with a bad premonition, immediately walking inside.
In the bedroom, Chu Xinyue held a piece of glass in her left hand, moving towards the wrist of her right hand.
There were already several blood marks on her slender, pale wrist, yet she seemed oblivious to the pain, her expression vacant, as if numbed.
Compared to the heartache, the physical wounds seemed insignificant.
"Second Miss!" Xiaotao was almost scared out of her soul.
Screams echoed in the room, shocking Chu Xinyue into momentarily stopping her self-harm.
She slowly turned her head, staring blankly at Xiaotao, then a desolate smile appeared at the corners of her lips.
Xiaotao felt a chill in her heart, quickly rushing over to snatch away the glass piece from her hand, shouting out:
"Someone, someone come quickly!"
...
After the chaos.
Dr. Han bandaged Chu Xinyue’s wrist and gave her a sedative shot, only leaving the room after she fell asleep.
In the corridor, the returning Ya Chen heard Dr. Han’s footsteps out of the room, and looked up in response.
"Fortunately, it didn’t cut an artery, she’s fine. The bleeding stopped, she had an injection, and is asleep," Dr. Han said.
Ya Chen’s facial muscles relaxed a bit, but his expression didn’t clear.
He never imagined she would try to commit suicide.
Suppressing the panic in his heart, he gave a low command: "From today, guard her door 24/7, and periodically knock to check inside."
"Yes," the guard replied.
Dr. Han glanced at the guard: "I have something to discuss with His Highness."
Ya Chen heard the implication in Dr. Han’s words, waving a hand.
The guard withdrew, leaving the corridor deserted, and Dr. Han spoke in a low voice: "Xinyue’s physical wounds are nothing, my greatest fear is that she might..."
He sensed a few things: "Speak."
Dr. Han gritted his teeth, finally saying: "I suspect, Xinyue might have... mental issues."
Ya Chen’s expression changed, the tension in his clenched knuckles slowly loosened.
He heard Dr. Han continue: "Actually, ever since Xinyue had the abortion surgery, I noticed something off about her, initially thinking it was just a mood issue and didn’t pay much attention. After the heart transplant, I noticed her mental symptoms increasingly pronounced, but I kept reassuring myself, thinking she just needed time to adapt after two surgeries. I didn’t expect it would come to this... I’ve already contacted an old classmate, a renowned psychiatrist in the country, he’ll be here soon to see Xinyue."
...
Two hours later, the psychiatrist arrived at the Ya residence.
Coincidentally, Chu Xinyue awoke as the sedative wore off.
The examination results showed that Chu Xinyue’s depression level exceeded that of a normal person by over 30%, diagnosed as an acute mental disorder.
In the downstairs hall, Ya Chen listened to the psychiatrist’s assessment, his face dark as a gathering storm.
Dr. Han inhaled sharply, was silent for a long time, a hint of bitterness appearing on his face. Xinyue, didn’t you say you wouldn’t be that fragile, yet in the end, you couldn’t defeat your inner demons?
Xiaotao also came down to hear the results, to better care for Chu Xinyue in the future. Hearing the doctor’s words, she widened her eyes, stunned.
She didn’t understand those professional terms, but she comprehended the words "mental illness."
No way, how could Second Miss have mental illness? She was just in a bad mood, rarely speaking lately, it’s absolutely impossible for her to have such an illness!
"Acute mental disorder is a typical psychogenic disorder, to put it plainly, it’s a mental illness caused by psychological trauma in daily life. The Crown Princess must have shown signs of illness early on but kept enduring without seeking timely medical treatment. Recently, she probably experienced or heard some external stimuli, triggering the onset. The patient may exhibit suicidal tendencies, muteness, depression, and introversion," the psychiatrist articulated word by word.
Ya Chen’s thin lips twitched, she discovered the baby’s remains in the ice coffin, the last straw breaking the camel’s back, causing her emotions to crumble.
After a long while, his Adam’s apple moved, speaking coldly: "So, you’re saying, she’s gone insane."
Xiaotao couldn’t hold back anymore, covering her mouth to suppress a sob.
Insane? How could it be! She just couldn’t connect Second Miss with a lunatic!
The doctor tried to speak tactfully: "In ancient times, this kind of illness did have another name, known as — hysteria, it develops swiftly, but because it comes quickly, recovery might be equally fast. Your Highness shouldn’t be overly pessimistic."
