Bai Ruolan's eyes slowly opened, dumbly staring ahead. The youthful sparkle that should have been in her eyes was gone, replaced by the murkiness akin to an ageing person on the verge of death.
What frightened Bai Ruozhu and Doctor Li wasn't just that, but her mouth was bearing to one side, saliva slowly dripping out!
"How could this happen? It's not a stroke, why has her mouth twisted?" Doctor Li was taken aback. In his medical practice, he hadn't encountered many suicide cases, and even fewer like Bai Ruolan's – who've been saved from hanging.
"It's because she was choked for too long while hanging, causing injury to the brain." Bai Ruozhu pointed to her own head and said, "The human brain is very intricate. If there's a problem here, it's quite difficult to treat."
She herself was incapable of such treatment. Even though she had received her grandfather's teachings in the previous life, she wasn't a divine doctor with extraordinary skills like Huan Tuo and Bian Que.