Chapter 201 — Intermittent Psychosis
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Every time Xiaofen had an episode, it was like this: she sank into hallucinations and raved for a while before gradually drifting into sleep, and when she woke she remembered nothing. This leap from the window was the fruit of one such fit.
Intermittent psychosis. Wei Zhao sighed faintly. Xiaofen had suffered a severe emotional wound that left her with a psychological disorder, and because it had not been guided properly, it had come to this.
Even so, intermittent psychosis was not the same as full insanity; it was only an early omen of it. With correct guidance and treatment, combined with acupuncture, the symptoms could be eased and rooted out altogether.
At the name Kang Jingming, Song Huiping looked again at Kang Xiaofeng, and all at once a look of astonishment spread across her face.
Kang Xiaofeng really did resemble that scoundrel somewhat. Song Huiping frowned. No wonder her daughter had suddenly taken ill, no wonder she had lost her senses and jumped. So it was this student who had done the harm.
But on second thought, a man could not be blamed for the face he was born with, and this one had saved her daughter's life besides. How could she hold a grudge against him?
"Zhaoming, you still have me in your heart, don't you?" Xiaofen gazed at Kang Xiaofeng with glazed, unfocused eyes and began waving her arms, trying to get out of bed and go to him; the IV needle in her hand very nearly came loose from all her thrashing.
Kang Xiaofeng was startled. Fearing she would climb down, he hurried over, only for Xiaofen to throw her arms around him and cling to him with all her strength.
"Zhaoming, you came back to see me after all. You won't leave this time, will you? You'll be good to me for the rest of your life, won't you?" Xiaofen held Kang Xiaofeng and murmured.
"This..." Kang Xiaofeng was somewhat embarrassed. This was the scene he had longed for, Xiaofen in his arms; before, he had been sure it could only be fantasy. Yet now that the fantasy had turned real, he could not muster the slightest joy.
Because of Xiaofen's illness, and because another man still occupied her heart. Though the one she held was Kang Xiaofeng, he was only a stand-in for that other man, Kang Jingming.
Kang Xiaofeng wanted to push her away. An embrace like this made him wretched; he did not want it. What he wanted was a true embrace from Xiaofen, given freely and in her right mind.
"Auntie Song..." Kang Xiaofeng looked up at Song Huiping.
"I'm sorry, young man, you've had to see this..." Song Huiping was equally helpless. "Wait here a moment. I'll go fetch the doctor."
Calling the doctor was all she could do; she was at her wit's end.
"Wait a moment!" Wei Zhao sighed softly. Since this matter had fallen into his lap, and since it somehow involved Kang Xiaofeng, he truly could not stand by.
The hospital's only ways of calming Xiaofen were electroshock or injection, but either one would do her harm. Xiaofen was exceptionally frail just now; another injection or shock to knock her out would only leave her weaker still.
Without waiting for Song Huiping to answer, Wei Zhao strode to Xiaofen's side, glanced at the IV in her hand, saw that the needle had slipped out of the vein, and without hesitation pulled it free. He shut off the drip, then with the needle's tip swiftly pricked the Hegu, Jianshi, Shenmen, Baihui, Daling and other acupoints. The raving Xiaofen gradually grew calm, released Kang Xiaofeng, and quietly sank back onto the bed...
"What—" Song Huiping saw Wei Zhao piercing her daughter with the needle and was about to stop him, but his movements were far too quick; before she could intervene, it was already done.
In the ward, Tang Zhi, Liu Xinlan and Kang Xiaofeng all stared at Wei Zhao in shock, at a loss as to what he was doing.