"A week," Dr. Chen repeated with absolute firmness, her expression brooking no argument whatsoever. "Miss Zhou, you have not slept properly for seven consecutive days. You have sustained multiple self-inflicted lacerations, some of which were deep enough to require stitches and all of which need monitoring."
You were severely dehydrated and malnourished when you collapsed yesterday, and your body is essentially running on fumes and sheer willpower, neither of which heals tissue damage or restores proper bodily function."
You need rest, proper nutrition, a psychiatric evaluation to address the suicidal ideation, and close monitoring to ensure you do not attempt self-harm again."
She turned to Mu Yunchen with an expression equally stern, making it clear that he was not exempt from her medical authority. "And you, Mr. Mu, were shot multiple times less than two weeks ago in an attack that very nearly ended your life."
