Shattered by Fate, Restored by Truth

Chapter 507: The illness I’m seeing you for is amnesia.

Su Wanxin settled into her seat with a sweep of her Fu Yi robes, set her bag aside, and only after ordering coffee did she look back at Zhong Xian.

During this process, Zhong Xian was observing her state.

Their gazes clashed, and Su Wanxin smiled lightly and asked, "Do you find any difference between me now and a year ago?"

Zhong Xian: "..."

"Last time we met, you were observing me as well. Is it a habit for psychologists to do so?"

"I wouldn’t say it’s a habit, just... trying to make sure whether my former patient has truly recovered, that’s all."

This patient of his, truly a lingering concern in Zhong Xian’s medical career.

"So, what’s your confirmation now?"

Su Wanxin crossed her legs, leaning lazily on the couch as she watched him and asked.

She was dressed in a black business suit, with an elephant gray coat draped beside her. Her makeup was exquisite, her gaze sharp. Her slightly upturned red lips held a trace of an unclear smile.

She was smiling, but the smile didn’t reach the depth of her eyes.

Zhong Xian looked at this difficult woman, shook his head helplessly, and after taking a sip of coffee, he resumed communication with her.

"What exactly did President Su seek me out for?"

He asked softly, knowing she was a woman with a strong sense of purpose in action, and it wouldn’t be for no reason that she arranged a meeting with him.

Su Wanxin was silent for a few seconds before giving him an answer that made Zhong Xian stiffen.

Her red lips parted lightly, and she spoke leisurely, uttering just two words: "Seek treatment."

She had a psychological issue, and needed to consult a psychologist.

"...Seek treatment with me?" Zhong Xian stared at her intently. "President Su, you’re not joking, right? You... haven’t recovered?"

"After leaving, I underwent psychological treatment for over half a year. The doctor said my condition is relatively stable, but I still need to see a psychologist for observation once a month."

Her depression had been so severe that the doctor was not entirely at ease.

Hearing this, Zhong Xian nodded thoughtfully. Then he heard Su Wanxin say something even more shocking.

"But the reason I’m seeking you out isn’t because of this. The illness I want to treat with you is amnesia."

Zhong Xian’s breath hitched, his pupils instantly constricted.

"I’ve completely forgotten everything from a year ago, including you." Su Wanxin confessed calmly. "However, not many people are aware of this, and I have no intention of letting too many people know."

Zhong Xian was shocked for a long while before he slowly came back to his senses.

He knew this woman hid her cards too well, too adept at acting. If she didn’t admit it, he would have never considered this possibility.

Zhong Xian took another sip of coffee to calm his shock. His mind returned to normal, and his thoughts gradually cleared up, he frowned lightly.

He thought about Su Wanxin’s previous state and looked at the woman in front of him, who seemed completely transformed. After pondering for a moment, he hesitantly spoke—

"Are you sure that you want to remember everything?"

"What do you mean by that, Doctor Zhong?"

"What I mean is, from the perspective of a professional psychologist, your current state is much better than before. In my opinion, forgetting some things may not necessarily be a bad thing."

Over the years, he had seen many patients, those with amnesia, and those who wished for it.

Life is rarely as one wishes. As for whether Su Wanxin had lived well before, the answer was self-evident.

"Every depressive patient suffers due to various pressures. Are you sure you want to recall those distressing past events?"

Su Wanxin listened attentively to his every word, then her focus settled on the words "distressing past events."