In the car, Zhou Nanye hesitantly shared with Jiang Mianmian that he had previously sought treatment for his stuttering.

However, the results were poor. His stutter stemmed primarily from the traumatic experiences of his childhood, leaving him with psychological scars.

To this day, he had not overcome the shadows of those years, and his therapy had seen no progress.

Over time, Zhou Nanye had resigned himself to his condition. Perhaps he was destined to be like this for the rest of his life.

Jiang Mianmian couldn’t bear to see him so disheartened. She reached out to gently pinch his fair, delicate face and encouraged him with a cheerful tone:

“The doctor didn’t say it’s incurable! And as long as there’s a sliver of hope, you shouldn’t give up!”

Zhou Nanye felt the warmth of her soft fingers against his cheek. A blush spread across his face as his heart swelled with joy. All his earlier dejection faded away.

“Mm…” Zhou Nanye nodded resolutely.

Though he had once come to terms with his stutter, Jiang Mianmian’s words reignited a sense of determination within him.

He had to overcome this.

Looking at the radiant girl, as dazzling as blooming peach blossoms, Zhou Nanye silently wished he could become a better version of himself.

Unbeknownst to him, a hidden emotion was quietly beginning to sprout in his heart…

At the private hospital.

After undergoing a series of examinations, the doctor confirmed that Zhou Nanye’s stuttering was primarily caused by psychological factors.

The recommended treatment would include medication and speech therapy, but most importantly, psychological counseling.

The doctor proposed using hypnosis to guide Zhou Nanye back to the childhood memories that had caused his trauma.

Hearing this, Zhou Nanye’s eyelashes trembled slightly.

Those years were only faintly etched in his memory, but even the briefest recollection sent shivers down his spine.

After all, childhood is the most vulnerable phase of life. Experiences of harm during this time often leave lasting scars, haunting a person for the rest of their life.

Noticing Zhou Nanye’s unease, Jiang Mianmian reached out and held his hand.

She didn’t say a word, but her silent support immediately calmed Zhou Nanye, filling him with warmth and a sense of security.

Although Jiang Mianmian didn’t know exactly what Zhou Nanye had endured after being abducted, she could only imagine how painful and dark those three years must have been for him.

But to heal his stutter, they had to address the root cause—the psychological trauma.

Zhou Nanye glanced at Mianmian, her face filled with concern and care. Finally, he nodded at the doctor.

He agreed to undergo hypnosis to confront the source of his childhood trauma that had caused his stutter.

Only by facing and conquering his fears could he move forward toward a new life.

Zhou Nanye lay on a hospital bed, while Jiang Mianmian sat nearby, watching him intently.

The doctor began speaking in a soothing voice and using various tools to guide Zhou Nanye into a state of relaxation and hypnosis.

Half-asleep and half-awake, Zhou Nanye found himself drifting between consciousness and a dream-like state.

In the dream, he became a three-year-old boy…

It was a vivid memory from his childhood.

The little boy appeared helpless as he found himself in a completely unfamiliar environment.

A couple stood before him, their smiles strangely unsettling, filling him with unease.

“Don’t be scared, sweetie. We’re your mommy and daddy now,” the woman said softly.

“Come on, call us mommy and daddy,” the man coaxed, his voice deceptively gentle as he tried to bridge the gap between them and the frightened child.

They intended to manipulate him while he was still young and mold his memories.

“No, you’re not!” The little boy was on high alert. He immediately tried to back away. “I want my mommy and daddy!”

He turned to run, but the man reached out and grabbed his small body.