The Monster I Was Redeemed

Ai Liang opened the quilt and jumped off the hospital bed and stepped on the slippers.

He used his actions to confirm to the doctor that the headache did not affect his limbs and trunk.

Not only was there no impact, during the process of moving his body, Ai Liang was keenly aware that his body was much lighter than before, as if he had transformed from a heavy cicada chrysalis into a light butterfly.

This is an indescribable feeling, like suddenly coming to the prairie after living in a small dark room for several months.

liberation?

Yes, that’s right, it’s the feeling of being liberated in body, mind and soul.

It was as if I had never really lived in this world until this moment.

The most important thing is that he now seems to be getting rid of the headache caused by hyperamnesia.

While Ai Liang was sensing the changes in his body, his eyes inevitably wandered, which caught Feng Chengfu's attention.

In view of Ai Liang's precocious personality, Feng Chengfu adopted a relatively mature communication method, unlike the servants in the manor who always talked to Ai Liang in a coaxing tone.

"Don't show off. It's best to tell the doctor if you feel uncomfortable."

"No, I just got distracted thinking about some issues. Besides... I don't seem to have a headache anymore when I recall the past." Ai Liang shook his head slightly.

Ai Liang didn't say anything. He didn't know whether it was temporary or whether it would never happen again in the future.

Feng Chengfu's eyes flashed with joy and he walked forward and touched Ai Liang's hair: "Really?"

"Well, I remember that I fainted while appreciating opera with my teacher. How long has it been since now?"

Ai Liang proved with practical actions that he no longer suffers from headaches.

He was curious about how long he had been unconscious.

Judging from the sunlight outside the window, it didn't seem to last long.

Feng Chengfu took a deep breath and said, "You have been unconscious for almost a day."

"one day?"

Ai Liang was stunned.

I don't know if it was due to the influence of hyperamnesia, but Ai Liang was able to completely preserve even the experiences she had in her dreams.

According to estimates, the time he spent in the so-called inner world was only two or three hours at most, but nearly a whole day passed in the real world.

But Ai Liang didn't think much about it, he was just a little surprised.

How can a person still feel the passage of time when he is unconscious?

Anyway, being tortured by hyperamnesia doesn't last for a day or two, and Ai Liang is used to it.

After briefly understanding the current situation, Ai Liang's eyes began to scan around the room: "Where are my clothes?"

The doctor seemed to be aware of Ai Liang's intention and advised: "Although there is nothing wrong with the examination, I still recommend being hospitalized for observation for a period of time in case similar symptoms appear again..."

"If similar symptoms appear again, nothing can be detected."

Feng Yue, who had been silent all this time, glanced at the doctor coldly: "What's the difference between being at home and being hospitalized like this? At least the child will be taken care of 24 hours a day at home."

The doctor's expression froze, but he quickly adjusted his expression as if he had heard nothing.

The other party's words were a bit unpleasant, but after all, they were all facts. He couldn't refute anything, and he didn't dare to refute.

Feng Chengfu's thoughts are actually similar to Feng Yue's.

From the onset of this disease to now, he did not know how many top experts he invited to examine Ai Liang, and the results were all normal.

What if hospitalization for observation is useful and why it has been delayed for so many years?

However, Feng Chengfu did not speak as unkindly as Feng Yue did. He lowered his head and looked at Ai Liang: "Xiao Liang, do you plan to be hospitalized for observation or go home to rest?"

If you ask Ai Liang the question, the result will be obvious.

"It's better to go back. I feel much better." Ai Liang decisively followed Feng Chengfu's words and chose to go home.

His mind was now filled with what he had seen and felt when he was unconscious.

Is that space a simple dream, or is it really my inner world as the strange voice said?

Why do the side effects of hyperamnesia disappear after waking up? What's the connection between the two?

Although this sounds absurd, Ai Liang's subconscious told himself that it was not a dream.

Feng Chengfu nodded after hearing Ai Liang's answer, and turned to the doctor: "I'm sorry, Doctor Zhang, the child is still young and afraid of strangers, so he probably won't be used to living in a hospital.

In terms of disease observation, I will ask the servants at home to take notes. "

"It's okay. Children are more impatient, which is understandable." Dr. Zhang replied politely.

With Ai Liang acting as lubricant in the middle, the atmosphere became much more relaxed.

Feng Chengfu was polite to everyone he spoke to outside, without any hint of arrogance.

Feng Yue is relatively inferior in this aspect.

Such is her character.

After leaving the hospital, the housekeeper drove the car to the door early and waited for everyone to get in the car.

On the way home, Feng Chengfu looked at his watch and asked, "Are you hungry? Do you want to eat something first?"

Ai Liang was looking out the window in trance at this time. After hearing the sound, he turned his head and looked to the opposite side: "...I don't have any appetite for the moment. Let's go home and let auntie cook me a bowl of porridge."

The restaurants where Feng Chengfu usually eats have dishes from one dish to the next, and it takes at least two hours to finish a meal.

He didn't want to wait around.

"Well, you really can't eat much after waking up on an empty stomach all day long."

Feng Chengfu confirmed Ai Liang's words, turned to the housekeeper and ordered: "Prepare some easy-to-digest midnight snacks."

Ai Liang was speechless, but since this was an elder's concern, he couldn't say much.

"By the way, Teacher Huang's side..."

"I have informed Teacher Huang about your waking up. She wants you to have a good rest today and plans to visit again tomorrow."

Feng Yue, who had been silent next to him, suddenly intervened in the topic.

"I see."

Ai Liang quickly glanced at the familiar yet unfamiliar mother beside him without saying any nonsense.

The mother-son relationship is evident.

Ai Liang is not an idiot who can't understand the atmosphere. Ever since he could open his eyes and recognize people, he could feel the presence of rejection from Feng Yue.

No one told Ai Liang what happened between Ai Zhe and Feng Yue.

But he could roughly guess from the attitude of the two of them when they got along, that it was nothing more than a breakdown in the relationship between the couple, and he was most likely an unwilling by-product.

Ai Liang once tried to use some means to ease the relationship between his parents.

But every time Feng Yue sees Ai Zhe, he doesn't look good, and even Ai Liang himself sometimes suffers unreasonable disasters.

Over time, Ai Liang gave up this idea and chose to be out of sight and out of mind.

After thinking about this, Ai Liang consciously reduced the number of times he appeared in front of the two of them, and spent most of his time in his room reading.

After talking about business, everyone habitually kept quiet in front of Ai Liang to prevent him from receiving too much information.

The entire journey was silent.

Back at the manor, Ai Liang was led back to his room by the maid.

Glancing at the red-lit camera in the corner, Ai Liang sighed unconsciously.

No matter how mature he appears, his body is still that of a three-year-old child. Coupled with the inexplicable headache, it is inevitable that the family will not trust him sleeping alone.

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