Chapter 236: I’ll Call Over Ninth Sister-in-Law

Chapter 236: I'll Call Over Ninth Sister-in-Law

{Apologies to everyone, there was a mistake in sending this chapter. Chapter 235 should be read after Chapter 233. Please skip accordingly while reading. My apologies!}

Indeed, Fifth Brother followed her advice; whenever he felt unwell, he would try his best to suppress any recollections.

However, today's situation was starkly different from the past. Mo Zhongyuan merely recalled the past incident of painting the Kitchen God's image, and his head began to ache again.

This headache was unlike any before; previously, the pain would gradually increase, but today, as soon as he thought about the appearance of the Kitchen God's image, his head felt like it was splitting open.

This kind of pain left Mo Zhongyuan overwhelmed, his handsome features tightly furrowed together.

Seeing her son like this, Lady Mo hurriedly asked with concern, "Zhongyuan, are you having another headache?"

His sisters-in-law also looked at him in alarm, for Mo Zhongyuan's current state was indeed frightening.

Veins bulged on his forehead, yet despite this, to alleviate the worries of his mother and the women of the household, Mo Zhongyuan struggled to say, "I'm fine."

Mo Zhongyuan had already tried hard not to recall anything about the Kitchen God's image, yet the pain in his head still made him want to lash out.

Second Sister-in-Law panicked and rushed outside. "I'll call over Ninth Sister-in-Law."

When He Zhiran was pulled over by Second Sister-in-Law, she saw Mo Zhongyuan clutching his head with both hands, his body writhing in agony.

Without hesitation, He Zhiran quickly took out silver needles from her bosom and inserted them into several acupoints on Mo Zhongyuan.

Soon, Mo Zhongyuan calmed down and fell into a deep sleep.

Lady Mo, who had just witnessed her son's condition, was still shaken. She asked worriedly,

"Zhiran, how is your Fifth Brother?"

Given Mo Zhongyuan's current state, it was unlikely that a simple pulse diagnosis could determine the cause.

"Mother, I need to conduct further examinations on Fifth Brother. I'll call my husband over to assist me."

Of course, her main reason for summoning Mo Jiuye was to provide cover for taking Mo Zhongyuan into the space.

Mo Jiuye was at the foot of the mountain receiving construction materials when he saw his wife approaching. He put aside his tasks and went to meet her.

"Ranran, is something the matter?"

He Zhiran held onto Mo Jiuye. "Follow me home first. Fifth Brother's condition isn't good. I plan to take him into the space for an examination."

Without needing too much explanation, Mo Jiuye understood what his wife wanted him to do.

In front of the villagers' watchful eyes, Mo Jiuye couldn't use his lightness skills. The couple held hands and quickly ran back to their own home.

Once inside the room, regardless of others' puzzlement or reasons for not allowing them to stay, Mo Jiuye unhesitatingly sent everyone away.

He closed the door securely and nodded slightly toward He Zhiran.

He Zhiran appeared in the space with Mo Zhongyuan. After a quick examination, she reappeared in the room with a joyful expression.

Seeing her expression, Mo Jiuye was momentarily stunned before asking, "Ranran, is Fifth Brother about to regain his memories?"

He Zhiran said with a smile, "I just examined Fifth Brother and found that the blood clot in his head has almost been completely absorbed. If everything goes well, he should be able to recover his memories."

Mo Jiuye was overjoyed upon hearing this and immediately ran out to share the good news with the family.

Soon, Lady Mo led a group of women back to the room.

Lady Mo grabbed He Zhiran's hand and asked excitedly, "Your Fifth Brother is really going to regain his memories?"

He Zhiran returned the grip on Lady Mo. "Mother, if everything goes well, Fifth Brother should regain his memories when he wakes up."

Fifth Sister-in-Law, standing beside Lady Mo, burst into tears upon hearing about her husband's condition.

"My husband is finally going to get better. Does this mean he won't look at me with unfamiliarity anymore? That he won't treat me like a stranger ever again?"

Thinking about this, Fifth Sister-in-Law felt a deep sense of injustice.

Clearly, her husband was still alive, yet they always maintained a formal relationship, which was vastly different from his previous warmth.

Facing the same face as before, without the intimacy of the past, made Fifth Sister-in-Law feel empty inside.

If she didn't know that her husband's coldness was due to amnesia, she might have suspected that he had changed his heart.

Now, it was all right. Ninth Sister-in-Law said that her husband would regain his memories upon waking up. Finally, she could be close to her husband again. In the future, they would work hard to have children, and that would be enough for this life.

Although the examination revealed that the blood clot in Fifth Brother's head had been fully absorbed, He Zhiran still didn't dare to relax too much.

She kept a close eye on the person lying on the bed with his eyes tightly shut, hoping that when Fifth Brother woke up, everything would develop according to her expectations.

After nearly half an hour, Mo Zhongyuan finally opened his eyes.

However, what greeted them wasn't the awaited surprise, but rather Mo Zhongyuan's expression of immense suffering.

Lady Mo, not understanding the situation, stepped forward and asked softly, "Zhongyuan, where are you feeling uncomfortable?"

At this moment, Mo Zhongyuan's gaze was distant, not responding to his mother's words. His consciousness was entirely immersed in the pain of the past.

He remembered that time when he led his men to chase the remnants of the Southern Barbarians, only to accidentally enter a hidden valley.

He watched helplessly as his subordinates died under a barrage of arrows, and then his warhorse suddenly went out of control...

Thinking about these events, Mo Zhongyuan once again clutched his head with both hands, unwilling to recall that unbearable past.

However, the more he tried to escape, the more these images appeared, forcing him to confront them.

"Ranran, what on earth is happening to Fifth Brother?" Mo Jiuye anxiously asked his wife.

Confronted with Fifth Brother's condition, He Zhiran was also somewhat at a loss.

Logically speaking, the results from the advanced equipment in her spatial dimension couldn't be wrong. Why would Fifth Brother exhibit such behavior upon waking up?

He Zhiran stepped forward, intending to take Fifth Brother's pulse, but he clutched his head tightly with both hands, refusing to cooperate.

Mo Jiuye forcefully grabbed one of his arms, prying it away from his head.

Taking advantage of this, He Zhiran placed her fingers on Fifth Brother's pulse.

"Fifth Brother's pulse is completely normal."

Not only was it normal, but it was also very healthy.

"But Fifth Brother still seems to be suffering from a headache," Mo Jiuye said, puzzled.

He Zhiran pondered for a moment. "I suspect that Fifth Brother has recalled some unbearable memory, which is why he's acting like this."

An unbearable memory?

In the Mo family's understanding, Mo Zhongyuan had an outgoing personality, and before his supposed "death in battle," he hadn't encountered anything unbearable.

Could it be the scene of his "death in battle"?

Or perhaps he endured inhuman torment after being captured by someone?

These were all just speculations; the true answers lay solely with Mo Zhongyuan himself.

Facing Fifth Brother in this state, He Zhiran was at a loss for what to do.

Clearly a very healthy person, she couldn't possibly use acupuncture to knock him out again; it wouldn't serve any purpose.

Events that had already occurred could not be erased by anyone. To overcome this inner demon, one could only rely on oneself.

Additionally, there was another method: awakening by a loved one.

By loved one, of course, it had to be someone whom he considered the most important in his life.