The Hidden Gold Mine Heiress Divorcee

Chapter 247

Chapter 247 He Had Hypnotized Boris

The cashier looked very pleased to see that Vivi had followed his advice.

He packed the medicine quickly, and then praised her like an ordinary fan.

“Vivi, you look really amazing. We are all waiting for you to return to the entertainment industry!”

“You and Mr. Lewis have reconciled. So are you getting married soon?”

“When you get married, please do announce it! Fans are very concerned about it!”

Vivi smiled and answered vaguely one by one, only saying that they would be notified of good news, and then hurriedly left the pharmacy.

As a matter of fact, she didn’t even know when she would get married.

Although she had reconciled with Boris, he never mentioned anything about marriage, so she could

only wait.

However, she thought that when she returned to the Japera City, she must find a chance to spend the night alone with Boris.

If she could successfully conceive a baby, she could openly mention their marriage.

Because Vivi was thinking about things, absent-minded, she didn’t notice the eyes behind her at all.

The gaze followed her all the way until she entered the elevator, and then it was withdrawn quietly.”

The cashier took out his phone, tapped a few times, and sent out a message.

[The other party has received the goods.]

It was eight o’clock in the evening.

After seeing off the last patient in the hospital, Hank changed his clothes and prepared to get off

work.

But a crisp reminder sounded from the computer in the office at this time.

He walked over and found that it was an email reply from his mentor Charlie.

Charlie was abroad and was usually very busy. It was said that he had been conducting an experiment lately, spending every day in the laboratory.

Unexpectedly receiving a reply so soon, Hank sat back down,

After confirming in the email that Charlie was available, Hank made a call.

Charlie quickly answered the call, “You said in the email that you encountered a strange case. What kind of case is it? Can it stump my proudest student?”

When Hank was studying, he was the best among the elites, and he was favored and appreciated by

Charlie.

Hank’s graduation thesis was once published in the most authoritative journal and won unanimous praise from industry experts around the world.

Usually, his fellow colleagues would seek his help in solving academic problems if they couldn’t get in touch with Charlie.

So when Hank took the initiative to contact him this time, Charlie was very surprised.

“Stop teasing me, professor,” Hank smiled gently. “This case is really tricky.”

“Oh? Tell me about it,” Charlie said calmly.

Since Hank wanted to cure Boris, he tried to be as detailed as possible when describing Boris’s

condition.

Unexpectedly, in the middle of Hank’s explanation, Charlie suddenly interrupted him, “What is the name of the patient you are talking about?”

“Professor?” Hank was surprised.

In his impression, his mentor was the most professional and self-cultivated, and this kind of privacy was generally not asked.

Charlie could hear the surprise in Hank’s tone, and after a pause, he explained, “I think I worked on

this case.”

Hank was greatly shocked, “Professor, did you handle this case before?”

As he asked, he felt that it was unlikely.

With Boris’s status, it was very possible that he could contact his mentor and ask Charlie to heal.

him.

But it was unlikely that if his mentor had handled this case before, Boris should have been cured.

Charlie didn’t answer him directly, but asked, “Is this patient called Boris?”

Hank was now convinced.

He pondered for a moment, and tentatively asked, “Did you handle this case five years ago?”

This was the most likely guess.

Hank was very confident in his hypnosis technique, but today he encountered a Waterloo in his life.

After Boris left today, he had been thinking about the reason why the hypnosis failed.

One of the possibilities was that Boris’s amnesia was hypnotized by someone, and the other party’s hypnotism was obviously better than his. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

In the world, at least among his peers, there were only a few people who were more skilled in hypnosis than him.

His mentor was one of the few.

If his mentor was responsible for the hypnosis of Boris’s memory five years ago,

it explained why Hank failed so quickly.

Charlie, on the other end of the phone, was silent for a moment, confirming his speculation, “Yes, I

did.”

Hank was overjoyed, “That’s great!”

Since Boris was handled by his mentor before, Charlie must know how to restore his memory.

Maybe Hank could follow him to know the reason for today’s failure.

“I didn’t expect it to be a case handled by you…”

“He’s having nightmares now?” Charlie interrupted Hank again, sounding a little nervous.

Hank trusted Charlie’s judgment and replied, “Yes, there are signs that he is starting to remember. He came to seek treatment voluntarily.”

“Don’t worry about this matter,” Charlie suddenly said seriously. “You can’t do anything about it

either.”

Hank was puzzled and realized that something was unusual. “Professor, you mean…”

“Follow my advice first, and don’t ask too much. It’s not good for you if you ask too much.” Charlie hurriedly said, “If he comes to you for treatment again in the near future, don’t take on the job for now and wait for my message.

“Why, professor? Professor…”

”

Before he finished speaking, Charlie hung up the phone.

Looking at the black screen, Hank frowned lightly.

After Charlie hung up the phone, he contacted Max immediately.

At this moment, Max was sitting in his villa in Larna City, watching a TV play with Nancy.

Sitting next to him were his precious daughter and grandson.

Nancy watched a TV drama and cried so much that her nose and eyes were red and swollen.

Ziana comforted while handing over a tissue, “Nancy, he only died in the drama, but he is alive in

reality.”

“Of course I know!” Nancy whimpered, “But I still feel sad for him!’

Ziana was not as involved as she was, and pointed to Max who was watching calmly, “Just be sad for a while. If you keep crying, Daddy will worry about you. He didn’t even dare to let you cry. Now you’re crying for another man, he will get angry.”

“He wouldn’t dare,” Nancy sniffed and glared at Max. “Go and invite him to our house for dinner. I want to have a meal with him, got it?”

Max wiped her tears helplessly, “I got it. I am familiar with this matter.”

Nancy was a star-chaser, so he was forced to invite stars to his house for dinner every now and

then.

Basically, as long as you mentioned the Scott Company, there were no celebrities who wouldn’t

want to come.

With Max’s promise, Nancy’s face softened a little.

Just then, the phone rang.

Nancy frowned, “You pick it up somewhere else. Don’t disturb others who are watching TV.”

Max pinched her cheek, got up and walked out, only to see that it was Charlie’s phone call.

The smile that was on his face suddenly disappeared, and his pace couldn’t help but quicken.

He went out of the living room to the small garden, looked around to make sure no one was there, and then answered the phone.

“Dr. Charlie,” Max asked in a low voice, “What’s the matter?”