He broke out in a cold sweat.
The sweat soaked through his shirt.
Even his forehead was dotted with a fine layer of large sweat beads.
"How is it? Did you see the root of the nightmare?" Jiang Man's gentle voice rose beside his ear.
Lu Xingzhou turned his head to look at her and realized that their hands were tightly clasped together.
"I saw it," Lu Xingzhou panted heavily, his mood unable to calm down for a long time.
He told Jiang Man everything he saw in his dream, pouring out his feelings and relying on her.
Jiang Man nodded, "When I first heard your account, I concluded you were suffering from traumatic amnesia, which is often caused by significant physical trauma or severe emotional shock, such as car accidents, surgeries, death of relatives, etc. The onset is very sudden, and even top doctors abroad can't cure this kind of illness. But don't worry, as long as you cooperate with me and accept hypnotism, I'll help you retrieve your lost memories bit by bit."