There was an oppressive silence.
Summer scratched her fingers and her gaze met Leonardo's for a while, but she was defeated by
Leonardo's deep gaze.
She turned away, pursed her lips, and said, "Whatever you say."
Leonardo did not say anything else, because the doctor had already entered.
The doctor greeted him respectfully, "Mr. Emerson."
Then he handed a summary report to Leonardo.
"Ms. Summer has recovered quite well. All her body functions have become normal, but she still needs
to get more rest." After the doctor finished speaking, he paused and asked, "Is Ms. Summer really not
feeling any other discomfort?"
As soon as the doctor said that, he felt the atmosphere in the room was not right.
She looked up and saw that Leonardo was looking at her with a gloomy expression.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Emerson. I don't mean any harm. Normally, like Ms. Summer's situation, when she
wakes up, there might be some sequelae...."
As the female doctor spoke, she unconsciously turned to look at Summer.
Summer's condition was not very common. So as a doctor, she would naturally be very curious.
Although she knew Leonardo was not a man to be trifled with, she could not help asking this question.
Summer could understand why the doctor asked such a question. Besides, she did have sequelae.
Wasn't amnesia her sequela?
However, Leonardo did not think so.
Leonardo sneered and said with a sinister expression, "Can't you check by yourself if she has any
sequelae?"
The female doctor wanted to say something, but was pulled out by another doctor who was afraid she
would offend Leonardo if she spoke more.
Although they couldn't tell if Summer had any sequelae, they could tell that Leonardo was unhappy.
Summer naturally felt it more clearly.
She didn't understand why Leonardo was suddenly unhappy, but she didn't dare to ask.
The female doctor told Leonardo about Summer’s results in detail before leaving.
A subordinate walked to Leonardo and whispered something in his ear.
After Leonardo heard this, he said, "Bring him over."
Was anyone else coming?
Summer stretched her neck and looked at the door when she saw the subordinate going out.
Not long after, the subordinate brought in a male doctor in a white robe.
The male doctor looked a little tired, but he was still very calm. He was about fifty years old and seems
to be kind.
He walked over to Leonardo and said seriously, "Are you Mr. Emerson?"
This doctor was the brain specialist Tim had arranged for Leonardo.
Leonardo slowly stood up and said, "I'm Leonardo Emerson."
"Sorry, I finished an operation just now and I still have an operation to do tomorrow morning. Let's get
straight to the point." He sat down on the other side.
His expression was firm and confident. He should be a sophisticated expert.
He looked up at Summer and said, "Ms. Summer seems to have recovered well."
Summer was surprised that this expert actually knew her.
But on second thought, she felt there was nothing strange. After all, Leonardo had arranged this
appointment for her in advance.
"Yep." Summer smiled at the doctor.
"After Mr. Tim contacted me, I analyzed Ms. Summer's information at various stages in detail. I was
thinking about finding a chance to meet Ms. Summer when you contacted me first."
The doctor looked eagerly at Summer.
There weren't many cases of recovery like Summer, so it naturally attracted the attention of people in
the medical field.
After the doctor finished speaking, he turned to look at Leonardo. "The causes of amnesia fall into
three major categories. The first is severe physical trauma to the brain. The second is psychological
trauma. And the third may be some drug-induced memory loss. For Ms. Summer, it should be the first
category."
He paused for a moment and looked at Summer before continuing, "I've seen Ms. Summer's brain CT
scans at different stages of treatment. It's normal to lose memory under such a severe injury. At this
stage, your body has healed. As for when the memory will recover, this is a probability event."
Hearing this, Summer's expression changed slightly.
Although the doctor did not say it in a very straight way, Summer could realize what he meant.
In other words, whether or not she could find her memories back depended on luck.
If it was easy to get memories back, the doctor wouldn't say such ambiguous words.
Even though she was prepared, Summer still felt a little uncomfortable.
She fell silent, only to hear the doctor say that he could prescribe some medicine for her first.
She did not pay attention to what Leonardo said to the doctor.
She didn't realize that she was the only one who stood there until she came out of the room.
Followed by Leonardo's subordinates, she turned around but did not see Leonardo.
Summer asked, "Where's Leonardo?"
The subordinates behind her said respectfully, "Mr. Emerson still has something to do."
Summer was in no mood for caring about Leonardo. She just followed Leonardo's subordinates out of
the hospital and waited for Leonardo in the car.
After Summer left, there were only Leonardo and the doctor in the room.
Leonardo took out another information bag placed beside him and handed it to the doctor, "Take a look
at this."
The doctor doubtfully took the bag and opened it. He looked up at Leonardo, "Is this Leonardo's case
report?"
"Yes." Leonardo replied and leaned against the sofa, signaling him to read it first.
The doctor wasn't sure what Leonardo meant, but he could only finish reading it first.
After he finished, he saw Leonardo's expression remained unchanged. He frowned. "It seems that Mr.
Emerson's injuries were much lighter than that of Ms. Summer. Judging from the report, Mr. Emerson's
life was not in danger at that time, but Ms. Summer was nearly dead. It was not easy for her to survive.
It was fortunate that she was able to recover so well now."
Hearing his words, Leonardo's expression darkened. His eyes were cold, making people tremble with
fear.
The doctor pursed his lips and looked a little uneasy.
He was one of the best brain specialists in the country, and had come into contact with countless
celebrities. However, the aura of this man in front of him was more overwhelming than others he had
ever met.
He remembered that before coming here, someone had reminded him that Leonardo was not a person
to be trifled with.
After a while, there came Leonardo's deep voice. "According to the report, am I also suffering from
amnesia due to brain trauma?"
"You lost your memory?" The doctor was astonished, "We can't rule out this possibility, as well as other
reasons."
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