"It's okay, it's okay." Lin Yuanming held his wife, comforting her as he forced himself to sound cheerful. "We'll figure this out. You're just a little forgetful, that's all. It's not a big deal."
"Don't worry. I swear I'll find a cure for you!"
"...Xiange's cerebral dysfunction is severe. Lesions have formed in her central nervous system for unknown reasons. Even with the most advanced treatments, we can only offer temporary relief, not a permanent cure."
In the hospital, a physician—white-haired but still sharp, with a persuasive tone of voice—showed Lin Yuanming the brain analysis report. "You see, Xiange's memory decay and impairment are already extremely severe. While she can still occasionally recall everything, as the lesions worsen, her brain will eventually become unable to access her memories at all. She will also lose the ability to form new ones."
"In other words, she will forget everything. Eventually, her brain will die completely."
