Avery pondered for a few seconds and decided to tell her son frankly, "Hayden, mother's situation is more complicated. Before your father accidentally hurt me, something was already wrong with me."
"Since something was wrong with you, why didn't you go to the doctor?"
"Mom was planning to go for the checkup after the New Year; otherwise, if the doctor said that I had to be hospitalized, I would have to stay in the hospital for the New Year. I'm okay with that, but you're probably not." Avery expressed her difficulties, "And the New Year was only seven days away." Hayden lowered his head gloomily.
His mother said the word 'hospitalize', and it seemed to him that her illness was rather severe.
After the waiter had served the dishes, Avery filled Hayden's plate with food.
"Hayden, I want to discuss something with you."
"Mother, you don’t need to discuss it with me." Hayden took the chopsticks and said dully, "I will do whatever you want me to do.
"Hayden, mom will be fine. Mother's illness can be cured; it just needs a little time." Avery smiled, "If my problem is severe, I will definitely not be able to eat and sleep like a normal person."
In the afternoon, both mother and son came to the hospital again.
Avery did a more detailed brain examination this time.
Tests revealed a hemorrhage in her brain, compressing the optic nerve.
"Miss Tate, you should be aware of your situation; it’s still quite serious," the doctor said, "But you can delay the hospitalization for a few days. I'm just anxious that your condition might suddenly deteriorate in the few days to come... What's the matter with your head injury this time? You had a craniotomy just half a year ago, and your head is fragile; why didn't you protect it? "
It wasn't something Avery wanted; everything was an accident.
"In your current situation, performing a craniotomy on you is unsuitable. We can only perform a puncture and some
drainage on your brain first and see how it goes." The doctor discussed the treatment plan with her, "First we will drain the blood in the brain, ?f-=SJY> then use the drugs to nourish the nerves, to see if the optic nerve can recover." "Please prescribe some medicine for me! If I am not feeling well, I will definitely receive treatment immediately," she said.
"Yes. You must pay attention to your diet nowadays; try to eat lightly."
"Okay."
"The tall, thin boy outside the door..."
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