Spoiled by the CEO after amnesia!-Chapter 683 - 663 Hypnotherapy

The complexity and precision of human memory are such that it might take another hundred years to fully understand it.

For some reason, the mention of something from four years ago now filled her heart with waves of sadness and loneliness.

She had once truly believed that it didn’t matter whether her memory was recovered or not, as it didn’t affect her life.

But now, the thought that she might never fully recover made her feel quite uncomfortable.

His calm and deep voice broke the silence, "Last month, I got in touch with Dr. An Haokang. I’ve discussed your case with him. He’s very interested, and if you’re willing, I’d like to invite him to Yunling next month to treat you."

"Dr. An Haokang?" Jiayi was taken aback for a moment. The name sounded familiar, as if she had heard it somewhere before.

"An internationally top-ranked hypnotist and authoritative psychologist," Huo Zhenyang guessed she might have heard the name, as An Haokang was well-known internationally, "He will try hypnotherapy on you."

Medication, acupuncture, rehabilitation—none had been very effective. Hypnosis might be another way to awaken brain function.

In recent years, hypnosis has seen significant developments in the fields of medicine and psychology and has increasingly gained respect.

In China, the leading figure was none other than Dr. An, the president of the International Hypnosis Association.

Jiayi realized why the name sounded so familiar.

Dr. An’s hypnotherapy was indeed famous. She’d seen on the Internet and in the news that he had awakened a vegetative patient who had been comatose for over a decade and cured hundreds of patients with severe hysteria, depression, addiction, and other disorders.

He had also hypnotized major international suspects for interrogation, assisting Interpol in cracking many significant cases. It should be noted that some of these suspects were trained with very strong willpower, even serial killers who would not confess even under the threat of the electric chair.

Yet under Dr. An’s hypnosis, they all confessed their criminal activities, earning him the nickname "human lie detector."

She had also read some fantastical rumors—it was unclear whether they were true or not—that claimed Dr. An could even awaken a patient’s past lives through hypnosis.

Once, a female patient suffering from depression had been under Dr. An’s care for a long time. After undergoing hypnotherapy, she claimed that during hypnosis, she saw scenes from a previous life with very clear details, as if the background was in ancient times, detailing the room’s treasures, architectural patterns and materials, a lady’s chamber furnishings, decorations... even things only the most professional historians would know. This patient had no background in history, and in her sober state, she could not possibly know these details.

Later, more patients sought him out by reputation, and they all claimed that in addition to solving their immediate issues, they really saw some incredible images, like those from past lives, under hypnosis.

Nowadays, people were quite interested in these matters of past and present lives.

This had absolutely spread Dr. An’s fame throughout China and even globally.

Especially considering that despite his remarkable accomplishments in the field, they said Dr. An was quite young, only around thirty or so, and quite handsome, which had rapidly increased his fan base.

Jiayi, an atheist, didn’t believe in past and present lives. The scenes in those patients’ minds could be pre-existing impressions, right?

Like the woman patient who, under hypnosis, saw herself in ancient clothing, sitting in an antique lady’s boudoir—perhaps because the patient herself was a long-time fan of historical dramas and thus had immersed herself in that role?

There was also a patient who, under hypnosis, saw himself stabbing someone to death. Maybe it’s because he liked to watch crime action films?

Regardless, aside from her skepticism about matters of past and present lives, Jiayi thought that Dr. An’s achievements in hypnosis were indeed impressive.

At least, he had cured so many patients, an undeniable fact.

At Huo Zhenyang’s suggestion, Jiayi couldn’t help but take a deep breath, "Hypnosis therapy? Does it work?"

Whether it worked or not, he did not know, but as long as there was the slightest chance, he wanted her to try it.

In fact, Huo Zhenyang had long ago thought about contacting the authoritative hypnosis expert Dr. An for her treatment.

But this little guy was just too resistant to him at the time, acting as if they were sworn enemies, not even willing to get close to him.

And so, the matter of hypnosis was shelved.

Moreover, Dr. An had mentioned that the ideal environment for therapeutic hypnosis required the patient’s absolute cooperation for better results.

Forced hypnosis isn’t out of the question, such as for criminals where forced hypnosis is the only option, but such compulsory treatment can cause some degree of psychological harm to the subject. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺

Having heard what Dr. An relayed, he immediately dismissed the idea.

It wasn’t until recently that the thought resurfaced.

"I don’t know," he murmured as he caressed her fragrant hair, speaking lightly, "but hypnotherapy isn’t a one or two-day affair. It requires a course of treatment, at the very least a few months, maybe longer, and the process can be somewhat arduous. Are you willing to try?"

She didn’t hesitate for too long, nodding her head, "Mhm."

He relaxed slightly, kissing into her hair, soft as a waterfall, savoring the scent inch by inch, whispering, "Then I’ll have someone schedule with Dr. An in advance. He should be able to make it to Yunling before our honeymoon."

She obediently listened to his arrangements without any objections.

She also felt that she was becoming more and more accustomed to him managing her life, even somewhat enjoying it, causing her heart to start pounding again.

Suddenly, she noticed something off; the person who was kissing her hair now let his hands wander, brazenly squeezing her body gently and then firmly...

"Hey!" she bit her lip, the touches of emotion she had felt before now vanished.

He feigned ignorance, "What’s wrong?"

While speaking, his robust body pressed against her again, intentionally tracing patterns on her soft back as if drawing a map.

She inhaled sharply—the moment this man recovered a bit of energy, he started thinking of those things again.

No, it was better to sleep early.

If she delayed any further and he got really impatient, he might not care about her menstruation and insist on "washing his spear in viridescent blood."

Opening her sweet-smelling mouth, she yawned a little yawn.

She rubbed her eyes and said innocently, "I’m tired."

He finally gave in, propped himself up, and was about to dim the bedside lamp when he heard her soft voice:

"By the way, Xiaolei called earlier, looking for you."

Just before sleeping, she suddenly remembered this.

After thinking it over, she decided to tell him proactively.

Her tone was a bit nervous, yet she was testing his reaction.

Huo Zhenyang turned over, not saying a word, nor asking further, simply silently waiting to hear what she would say next.

"She... seemed like she had been crying, said that the crew of ’Locke Linglong’ fired her. She must be feeling wronged and wanted to cry on your shoulder. I told her you were in the office, and I didn’t put her through. You... you won’t blame me, will you?" Her tone was gentle and calm, but on her pouting lips hung an air of defiance, as if saying, "I won’t put her through, and I’m happy about it."