Sun Zhewen said to Liu Ruyue, who was beside him, "Chairwoman, you should go back and rest first. I'll wait here." His voice was gentle and concerned, trying to alleviate Liu Ruyue's anxiety.
Liu Ruyue shook her head, her eyes firm. "I must know the results before I go back." Her voice carried a hint of stubbornness and determination, as if the examination results were her only hope. Her brows were furrowed, her heart filled with unease and anxiety, and her fingers tapped unconsciously on the table, as if to make time pass more quickly.
The examination lasted for more than an hour. Liu Ruyue paced back and forth in the corridor, occasionally looking up at the door of the operating room, praying that everything would go smoothly. Time seemed to be stretched out, each second like a year.
Finally, the doctors came out. Doctor Zhang, the leader, took off his mask, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and said to Liu Ruyue, "Chairwoman Liu, after our several doctors' diagnosis, it can be determined that Jiang Mei suffers from Intermittent Mental Illness. She is no different from a normal person when she is normal, but when she has an episode, any symptoms are possible."
Upon hearing this, Liu Ruyue's heart sank, as if a large stone was pressing on her chest. She took a deep breath, trying to calm herself, and asked, "Can it be cured?"
Doctor Zhang nodded, his tone carrying a hint of comfort. "With timely and standardized treatment, including drug therapy, psychotherapy, and social support, the symptoms can be well controlled, allowing her to return to normal life and work, and potentially reach a state of clinical recovery. However, some patients' conditions may be more persistent, with repeated relapses, making it difficult to completely cure them. The treatment effect is affected by various factors, such as the severity of the condition, the patient's adherence to treatment, and whether they have a good social support system. Even if the symptoms are controlled, patients may still relapse when they encounter strong mental stimulation or stop treatment. Therefore, for patients with Intermittent Mental Illness, long-term monitoring, treatment, and rehabilitation management are very important."
After hearing the doctor's words, Liu Ruyue's heart was filled with mixed emotions. She knew that this meant Jiang Mei's future was full of uncertainty. She frowned and asked, "So, whether she can be normal in the future is just a matter of fate?"
Doctor Zhang nodded, his expression serious. "Yes, we suggest transferring her to a psychiatric hospital. She is very averse to the child in her belly, and our suggestion is that we can first perform an Induced Abortion on her, and then provide psychiatric treatment."
Liu Ruyue's heart clenched upon hearing this. She knew Jiang Mei had always been indifferent to the child, but she hadn't expected the situation to be so serious. Hesitating for a moment, she said, "I need to report this to my superiors."
Doctor Zhang nodded and continued, "Chairman Liu, regardless, I still recommend an induced abortion. After all, someone with a physical disability and mental issues, who also resents the child, may be unable to raise it in the future. It's even possible she might kill it."
Liu Ruyue's eyebrows jumped, and a chill ran down her spine. She knew Doctor Zhang was right, but she still couldn't bear to make such a decision. Turning to Sun Zhewen beside her, she said, "Xiao Sun, what do you think?"
Sun Zhewen pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "I think Doctor Song is right. This child could be one of her Inner Demons. Also, those who had bullied her in the past, and even those who stole her money, these could all be triggers for her illness. Besides, she has no family to speak of, and no one to make decisions for her."
Liu Ruyue nodded, took a deep breath, and picked up her phone to call County Magistrate Ding. "County Magistrate Ding, the examination results are in. Jiang Mei has Intermittent Mental Illness, with a fifty-fifty chance of recovery, and it will require long-term treatment. Doctor Song just told me that he recommends an induced abortion for her child, as Jiang Mei despises it. Maybe things will get better."
County Magistrate Ding on the other end of the phone was silent for a moment before slowly saying, "Understood. Then, proceed with the induced abortion. I'll have Director Wang prepare to take the fetus."
Liu Ruyue hung up the phone and turned to Sun Zhewen. "Let's go find the Dean and arrange the abortion."
The two went to the dean's office. Liu Ruyue knocked on the door and entered. "Dean Zhu, prepare for Jiang Mei's induced abortion. The Public Security Bureau will be here to take the fetus during the procedure."
Dean Zhu frowned slightly and nodded. "Alright, we'll get things ready. We'll let you know when the surgery is scheduled."
Liu Ruyue and Sun Zhewen left the dean's office and headed towards Jiang Mei's ward. Jiang Mei was sitting on the bed, her eyes unfocused, as if lost in thought. Seeing Liu Ruyue and Sun Zhewen enter, she offered a small smile, "Thank you."
Liu Ruyue said softly, "You don't need to thank us. It's us who knew too late, letting you suffer so much undeserved hardship."
Tears instantly welled up in Jiang Mei's eyes, flowing like a river. She suddenly began to sing a song: "The road of life, the road of hell, I come, you come too."
Liu Ruyue quickly called for a doctor, who promptly administered a sedative to Jiang Mei. Finally, Jiang Mei calmed down and fell asleep.
Director Wang had arranged for people to protect Jiang Mei. Only then did Liu Ruyue and Sun Zhewen leave the hospital. Her heart felt heavy, especially with the provincial Women's Federation chairwoman about to arrive. Although it wasn't happening on her watch, she would still be questioned. There was no solution in sight.
After seeing Liu Ruyue off, Sun Zhewen felt his stomach begin to protest. Having not eaten all day, his stomach felt hollow. He looked around, finally spotting a small noodle shop on the corner. The shop's lights were warm and soft, and through the glass window, he could see several customers eating noodles, the steaming noodles emitting an enticing aroma.
Sun Zhewen entered the noodle shop and sat down at a table by the window. The proprietress greeted him warmly, "Young man, what would you like to eat?"
"A bowl of beef noodles, with an egg." Sun Zhewen smiled, thinking the noodles would make him feel a little better.
While waiting for the noodles, Sun Zhewen took out his phone. After some hesitation, he decided to text Chen Qingyan. He knew he couldn't hide this from her, and she needed to prepare herself. He typed quickly: "Free to talk?"
After sending the message, Sun Zhewen nervously watched the screen, silently praying. Within seconds, the phone lit up with Chen Qingyan's reply: "What's up?" Chen Qingyan had just returned, and there was a welcome dinner for her tonight.
Sun Zhewen took a deep breath and continued typing: "Is it convenient to talk on the phone?"
Almost immediately, his phone rang. Sun Zhewen answered the call, and before he could speak, Chen Qingyan's cold voice came through: "What is it?"
Sun Zhewen felt her coldness and felt a little uncomfortable, but he knew it wasn't her true intention. So, he tried to make his voice sound a little more relaxed: "We went to Wangshan Village today. That Jiang Mei, do you remember her?"