Chapter 407 Hypnosis


    He believed the answer to this should be known in a moment.


    Violet drove towards the hospital.


    When she arrived at the hospital, she went straight to George.


    Henry saw her and was confused, "Isn''t that Violet? Why is she here?"


    He had originallye to this hospital to get a batch of anesthetics, but he hadn''t expected to see


    Violet.


    And she was heading for ......


    Was she here for George?


    Henry was aware of George''s return.


    George went to him and asked him to transfer the in-service information at his hospital to another


    hospital.


    So, there was a real possibility that Violet was here to find George.


    Thinking, Henry hurriedly took out his cell phone and dialed Stanley''s number.


    Stanley was in a meeting when he heard his phone ring, and after ncing at it, he simply hung up, not


    intending to answer it.


    Henry bristled, "Well, you will call back."


    With a nasty smile, Henry sent a text message to Stanley: Your wife is with George.


    When Stanley saw it, his face suddenly darkened, and the air pressure around him plummeted.


    People in therge conference room sensed that he was angry, but did not understand what he was


    angry about.


    They didn''t seem to have angered him.


    "The meeting is suspended." Stanley blurted out in a cold voice. He took his phone out and made a call


    to Henry.


    Henry answered it with amusement, "Hello."


    "You''re saying Violet and George are together?" Stanley''s voice came out coldly.


    Henry nodded, "Yes, she''s now at the hospital where George is working, and made a special trip to the


    brain department, so I think she is here to find George, do you want to ......"


    Henry twitched the corner of his mouth, looking at his phone, "Well, you can’t wait to hang up, can


    you?"


    He would be there soon.


    Henry smiled yfully.


    Violet had found George.


    George was giving Violet a brain check.


    While he was tempted to peer into her blocked memories, he was also worried if there was really


    something in her head, so he opted to give her a normal examination before peering in.


    George was sitting behind his desk with the brain CT film in his hand and was holding it up in the air to


    look at it carefully.


    Violet sat across from him, both hands clenched on the desk, in a very uneasy mood, "George, how is


    it? Am I growing something in my brain, like a brain tumor or something?"


    She''d heard that the asional pain in her brain was probably growing something.


    If it was benign, it could be surgically removed, but if it was malignant, it could recur even after removal


    and may even turn into brain cancer.


    At the thought that she might get brain cancer, Violet''s heart sank to the bottom and her hands and feet


    were cold.


    It wasn''t that she was afraid of dying, but worried what would happen to her two children if she died?


    "Don''t be afraid, nothing is growing in your brain, it''s healthy." George put down the film and softly


    calmed the restless Violet.


    Violet''s eyes lit up, "Really?"


    "Yes, trust me." George nodded and smiled.


    Violet nodded, "I trust you, I''m just so excited and happy. I thought I was going to get brain cancer."


    She cried tears of joy.


    George handed her a clean tissue, "Nothing in there, don''t think too much about it."


    "I know, I won''t think much about it, but what is the cause of my headache if nothing is growing in my


    brain?" Violet looked at him.


    George''s eyes were obscure, smiling, "I don''t know, but my guess is that it might have something to do


    with your memories."


    "My memories?" Violet''s eyes widened as she suddenly thought of Eason''s words before she came,


    “You really can''t remember anything”.


    So, did she really forget something?


    "George ......" Violet looked at George with some trepidation.


    When George saw this helpless look on her face, his eyelids dropped to hide the darkness in his eyes,


    and he soothed her, "Don''t be afraid, I know what you''re going to say, and if you want, I''d like to


    hypnotize you to try to find out if there''s something wrong with your memory, how do you think?"


    If it was before, Violet would refuse.


    After all, being hypnotized was not good and it might cause after effects.


    But now she wanted to know if she really had forgotten something.


    "Okay." Violet agreed with slightly red eyes.


    George froze, not expecting her to agree so readily.


    But that was good, no need for him to think of other ways to pry into her memories.


    "Then you lie down on the couch." George pointed to the couch.


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    Violet took a deep breath, stood up, walked towards the couch, andid down.


    George walked up to her, head down, looking down at her, "Are you ready?"


    "Yes." Violet clenched her fist and cheered herself up.


    George took off his sses, "Well then, look at me, don''t avert your eyes, and do as I say."


    Violet looked at him with wide eyes.


    "Don''t think about anything right now, rx, and yes, you''re sleepy and want to sleep."


    "I want to sleep." Violet''s eyelids fluttered and her pupils gradually lost focus.


    George''s voice became softer withpelling sense, "Well then, good girl, have some sleep, you''re


    too tired, sleep."


    Violet''s eyelids blinked a few more times, growing heavy.


    Eventually she closed her eyespletely.


    Seeing that Violet had been hypnotized by herself, George bent down and got close to her, ready to


    lure her into her own world of memories.


    Just then, the door to the office was suddenly and forcefully opened.


    Stanley and Henry came in from outside.


    Seeing George and Violet''s posture, Stanley’s pupils shrank, and in the next second, anger surged to


    his heart, his face iparably gloomy, "George, how dare you!"


    He clenched his fist and strode to George and punched him.


    George dodged with a smile, "Mr. Murphy, do you think I''m easy to be hit?"


    Stanley''s thin lips pressed into a straight line, looked at George morosely, "Go and see her."


    Stanley said to Henry.


    Henry came back to his senses and hurriedly went up to check on Violet''s condition.


    Well, they got there in time.


    Or George would seed.


    He really didn''t expect that George would be so shameless as to do nasty things to Violet while she


    was asleep.


    And why Violet came to George, knowing that George was a psychopath? And she was even sleeping


    here!


    Didn''t that make it a chance for him to get his way?


    "Hey, wake up." Henry gently nudged Violet, trying to wake her up.


    However, Violet was still sleeping deeply, without the slightest intention of waking up.


    Henry realized that something was wrong. He frowned, looked toward George, who was still


    confronting Stanley, and asked in a serious voice, "Did you give her the knockout drops?"


    Stanley''s eyes narrowed as killing intent rose in his eyes.


    George took his sses out of his left pocket and put them back on, answering unhurriedly, "Do you


    think I need something like that when I want to knock someone out?"


    Henry froze, and then thought of the other kind of medicine he practiced, "You hypnotized her?"


    George smiled in acknowledgement.


    "You ......" Stanley gritted his teeth and was about to open his mouth to say something.


    George interrupted him, "Mr. Murphy, than you ask me why I did this, I think, you should ask me first


    why Violet came to me."