BXBX NOVEL Chapter 433
Many people swarmed in. There were doctors and nurses in white coats, a middle-aged lady who seemed incredibly anxious, the round-faced young girl from earlier supporting her, and...a child about three years old holding the middle-aged lady’s hands.
She glanced across everyone’s faces. They were all strangers to her, but something about that child...was different.
Samantha did not know who the child was and had never seen it before, but she inexplicably felt like she wanted to rush over and hug him.
“You’re awake...” The middle-aged lady spoke in a hoarse voice.
Samantha looked at the lady, and after staring at each other for a few seconds, Samantha asked, “You... Who are you?”
“Who are you all?”
“Who am I?”
Her mind was completely blank and she had no memory of anything.
The middle-aged lady was not too surprised when Samantha asked the first two questions, but as soon as Samantha asked the third one, the middle-aged lady’s expression changed suddenly and it was evident that she was extremely worried.
She immediately turned to the doctor and asked, “Dr. Sherwood, didn’t you say that Athena will be fine if she woke up? Why can’t she...even remember who she is now?”
Alan frowned slightly. “Not to worry, Mrs. Gilligan. I’ll check Miss Gilligan’s condition now.”
“Make it quick.”
When Alan stepped forward, Samantha shrank subconsciously and looked vigilantly at him.
She did not know why she was being so alert, but there seemed to be some kind of instinct in her body that unconsciously made her defensive against strangers.
When Alan noticed that, he smiled warmly at Samantha before saying gently, “Take it easy, Miss Gilligan. You’ve been in a coma for a month after suffering several serious injuries. I’m just going to examine you for a bit.”
Samantha looked at him and made sure that he could be trusted before relaxing and cooperating with his examination.
Half an hour later, Alan walked out of the room.
The middle-aged woman, Irene Gilligan had been waiting at the door, and as soon as she saw him, she immediately asked, “How is Athena, Dr. Sherwood?”
Alan replied. “Miss Gilligan is physically fine but she has lost her memory. I believe that she...”
After a pause, he glanced at the child who was quietly standing beside him before continuing, “...is in the same condition as the boy. She can still speak though, which means things are looking better for her than for him.”
Irene’s tears fell as soon as he finished speaking. “My poor child...”
The round-faced young girl held Mrs. Gilligan and said calmly, “At least she’s awake, Madam. Her life is not in danger. Leave the memory loss be. It’s probably not a good memory anyway, or else it wouldn’t’ve happened to her and the little boy.”
“They’re both back here now. With you. Good things are in store for them. Isn’t that for the best?”
Persuaded by the young girl’s words, Irene wiped her teary eyes and said, “You’re right, Libby. I won’t let Athena suffer again now that she’s back.”
...
Samantha had asked Alan about her situation when he was examining her.
She was told that she was in the Gilligans’ residence, the middle-aged lady from earlier was Irene Gilligan, while the round-faced girl was Libby, the daughter of the Gilligans’ housekeeper. The three-year-old child was the youngest member of the Gilligans.
As for her, she was the Gilligans’ young miss and the little boy’s mother.
The reason she lost all her memory was likely due to the impact her brain suffered after she and her son encountered danger and fell into the sea over a month ago.
Her son was much more serious. Aside from losing his memory, he could not speak too.
Samantha was completely shell-shocked when she heard that. How could she...have no memory whatsoever? It was as if she had just been born into the world.
She wondered whether the doctor was telling the truth.
For some reason, she felt that everything was so surreal and even had a certain aversion to it.
The door was pushed open gently all of a sudden, and Samantha’s heart pounded violently when she looked up and saw the person who walked in.