Chapter 554 - Fall Down

"Mom ... Mom..." Emily pursed her lips and cried like a wronged little girl, making everyone present teary.

'They are blood-related after all. Otherwise, Emily won't suddenly get close to Donna after the accident.' Susan thought.

"Have some water. Don't move. I will get you a straw to drink. You must feel dizzy lying for so long. Don't move. I will feed you." Donna took a cup of water, inserted a straw, and brought it to Emily's mouth. Seeing her drink it, she wiped her mouth.

"How do you feel? Do you feel better?" Donna turned around, bit her lips, and coughed, "Don't nod your head. Blink your eyes once if you feel better. Twice if not."

Emily blinked her eyes once.

"It's good that you feel better. Everyone is worried about you." Donna said in relief.

Susan and the butler pushed Eliot forward. Worried that the noise would disturb her, everyone came one by one and lowered their voices.

The butler said, "Miss Emily, it's good that you are fine. Mr. Eliot has already gone back to work and everything is fine in the company. Don't worry. By the way, Miss Smith went here and brought many gifts. She asked me to tell you that she will come to see you again."

"Miss Emily, I made some desserts. I've asked the doctor and you can eat them. If you want, I'll get them for you." Said Susan.

Eliot waited for them to finish. Soon he said in a low voice, "I'm sorry. I was a little impulsive that day. I feel so sorry these days. If I hadn't said those words to you, you wouldn't have done something like this. I'm sorry."

Emily blinked her wide eyes as she watched all of this, confused. She looked at Donna, moving her dry lips, "Mom ... Who are they?"

She had drunk water, so she could speak despite her dry throat. The room was quiet then, and everyone present heard her.

Donna was shocked, then looked at her in panic, "Emily, what are you saying? They are your family. You don't remember them?"

"My ... family?" Emily seemed to recall something, then turned to other places for a long time. She slowly looked at Donna, "Where's dad?"

The whole ward fell into funeral silence again.

Eliot frowned as he looked at Emily. Then he turned his wheelchair towards the outside. Susan and the butler followed quickly behind.

A few minutes later, the doctor came over, checked Emily again, and asked her a few questions.

When Eliot, Susan, and the others heard her answer, they were all shocked.

"Can you tell me what's your age?" Asked the doctor.

"Seven ... years old..." Emily spoke very slowly. It was probably because she felt difficult to speak or pronounce. Every time she answered a question, she looked at Donna as if wanted to be praised. Donna, who had been shocked, immediately switched to an encouraging expression.

The doctor said, "Then do you know why you are lying here?"

"Fell ... down."

The doctor asked patiently, "Can you tell me why you fell?"

This time, Emily thought for a long time. She looked at Donna, then the doctor, "I ... carelessly ..."

The doctor said to Donna, "Can you leave for a while?"

Donna stood up in a panic and wanted to say something, but stopped under the doctor's comforting gaze. She walked out, feeling complicated.

"Your mom has already left. I promise not to tell her. This is a secret between us, okay? Can you tell me now? Why did you fall?" The doctor asked.

Emily looked at the butler, Susan, and Eliot who was in the wheelchair.

"We won't tell her." Susan and the butler shook their heads.

Eliot was worried that Emily had plotted this. He was afraid of being tricked and suspected that Emily was lying till this moment.

To know the truth, he had to follow, "I won't tell her either."

Emily said softly, "Dad ... and ... Mom ... quarreled..."

In the attending physician's office. "She said that?" Donna stood up, "I quarreled with Maury, and she fell. She said she was only seven..."

'She's demented?'

'No. She's not demented.'

'She had her memory remained at seven.'

That year, she found out that Maury had a family and quarreled with him. Emily came out, fell on a rainy day, and had a fever...

The doctor nodded, "She was mentally ill before, protecting and isolating herself subconsciously. She will refuse to accept the fact."

"She's not mentally ill!" Donna said angrily, "She's normal!"

"Madam, calm down. We're discussing a treatment plan." The doctor said as he stood up.

Donna tilted her head and coughed a few times, "She is not mentally ill! I won't allow you to say that!"

"Well. No mental illness. Can we call it a psychological barrier?"

Donna did not make a sound.

The doctor spread out his hands, "Alright, let's put it this way. She remained at seven years old. Yesterday was about a quarrel between you and your husband, and she fell." He looked at Susan, the butler, and Eliot who was silent on the wheelchair, coming to a cruel conclusion, "She doesn't remember anyone else."

"Will that be cured?" Donna asked worriedly.

The price of Emily calling her mother was Emily's getting sick. She would rather Emily never call her again if she could be safe and healthy.

"Wasn't she fine before you brought her here?" The doctor opened his medical case and said, "How did she recover before?"

Susan and the butler looked at each other in dismay, looking at Eliot in the end.

Eliot frowned, "I don't know. I think she..." Emily wore the same expression as ten years ago when she first came to the Britt family. His faith was shaken. Perhaps Emily was genuine when she had just come to the Britt family.

Then how did she recover?

Eliot didn't know.

"I don't know. Have you seen any cured cases in the past?" Eliot asked.

The doctor looked at the medical case, "There were."

"Then cure her. No matter how much it costs." Donna said anxiously.

"It's not up to me. There are cases uncured for a lifetime. It depends on the individual for sure. The priority is to cure her body. If she recovers, her psychological barrier may disappear too."

"What if her body recovers and her brain has not recovered?"

"Then we will proceed with our treatment plan. We can talk about it in detail then." The doctor said.

"Well. Thank you, doctor." Donna thanked him and turned around coughing.

The doctor looked at her and asked, "You are the patient upstairs?"

Donna hadn't been wearing the patient's gown. Ever since Emily had the car accident, she seemed to cough less than usual. It's right that a mother needs to be strong.

"I am."

The doctor looked at the crowd and didn't say much. He only warned, "You should take care of yourself."

Donna nodded and thanked him.

She had an incurable illness, waiting for death. Emily mustn't be like her.. Thinking of Emily, she suddenly had strength.