Back to the Past: Breaking the Love Spell

Chapter 424

Hank smiled and cut a piece of lamb leg, shoving it into his mouth.

Gareth, having filled his own glass, urged Hank, "Don't just eat. Drink!"

Hank smirked at Gareth's enthusiasm and filled his glass. He clinked it with Gareth's. The two then continued drinking one after another.

Soon, all the premium liquors on the table were gone. Gareth called for the waiter and ordered another ten bottles of Louis XIII.

Hank stood up, patting his round belly.

"I'm going to take a leak. When I get back, I'll punish myself with an extra glass."

"I need a leak, too. I'll take a glass as punishment as well!" Gareth said, standing up and wrapping his arm around Hank's shoulder.

The two went to the restroom together.

Carlisle noticed it was already five in the afternoon, three hours since Wanda had left for Yorksle.

Casting his gaze at the river outside the window, he murmured, "Wanda, have you reached Yorksle?"

Wanda was taken to a secluded psychiatric rehabilitation hospital deep in the mountains of Yorksle, where several luxury villas nestled, resembling an isolated paradise. The hospital housed only two departments-neurology and psychology.

Accompanied by several good-looking nurses, Wanda underwent various examinations. After the exams, she found her mother waiting outside the ward.

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Wanda ran to Josie with a pout.

Gently embracing Wanda, Josie's voice choked with emotion as she said, "My poor Wanda..."

Wanda sniffled and asked, "Will I be staying here for long?"

Josie's gaze subtly flickered before she gently replied, "No, you won't..."

Meanwhile, Shein discussed treatment plans with hospital experts in the meeting room. After reviewing Wanda's examination reports, the gray-haired experts swiftly concluded her condition.

"It's post-traumatic stress disorder-PTSD," announced Noel Dolton, the hospital director, who was sitting in the chairman's seat.

Shein was no stranger to the term. A few years ago, one of his bodyguards, a retired special forces soldier, suffered similar mental issues. Whenever triggered, the bodyguard would recall the painful memories that haunted him.

Clenching his fists, Shein asked, "Is it treatable?"

Noel and the experts discussed among themselves before replying, "Yes, it's curable. We have developed several treatment plans: cognitive behavioral therapy, hypnosis, psychoanalysis, sonar EEG therapy, and medication therapy. We have successfully treated 30 patients in the past three years, achieving a 60% success rate!"

Unable to follow Noel's professional terms, Shein asked calmly, "Can it be cured within a year?"

"Absolutely," Noel replied confidently.

But then he hesitated and added, "However, your daughter might suffer partial memory loss."

Shein scoffed and said, "That would be the cherry on top if she could forget about the memories that are haunting her!"

Noel continued, "She might not only forget the bad memories but also the happiest moments in her life."

Assuming Wanda's happiest moments were her time with Carlisle, Shein's smile widened. "Suits me just fine!"

Noel glanced at Shein with a complicated expression. He had presumed that Shein was a doting father, but given Shein's happy reaction to the possibility of Wanda losing her happy memories, it seemed he was wrong.

With a heavy heart, Noel said, "It's settled then. The treatment will take about six months. You can visit the patient once a month."

Shein nodded in acknowledgment.

"Where do I settle the bill?"

Noel smiled and said, "You're a friend of our boss, so we were instructed to charge you only the necessary expenses. The sum is six million dollars."

Among the diseases in the world, fatal illnesses are numerous. Many wealthy people with terminal illnesses invested in specialized research institutions to study extraordinary treatments. The research often required high costs, resulting in extremely high treatment fees.

Due to the unique nature of such private hospitals, the government had no authority over their charging standards and did not recognize their existence.

Based on the rehabilitation hospital's pricing, Wanda's treatment would typically cost

around 20 million. Therefore, Shein was offered a good deal at only six million.

Josie took Wanda to a luxury villa that was surrounded by flower gardens, lawns, and fish ponds. The interior design was pink and cartoonish, resembling a princess's room from a fairy tale.

The rehabilitation hospital's attendant smiled and said, "The previous owner of this villa was also a young lady around 17. She shared similar symptoms with your daughter and was cured in just three months!"