Chapter 37 Recovery (1/2)

”Mr. Gu, the patient’s cooperation could aid in the treatment for depression.” The family doctor was around 50 years old. The Gu family hired him since he was a student. For many years, he had been in charge of Nelson’s health condition.

An apprentice, in his early twenties, with a youthful face and brilliant mind followed him around. Word had it that he was a gifted physician and was now mainly responsible for Jonas’s well-being.

This time, both of them were present.

”I didn’t expect her to be like this. Sorry for the trouble,” said Nelson.

The doctor arrived to examine Nelson’s status every month. After so many years, their personal relationship matured into genuine friendship. Nelson sighed at the thought of Yulia.

”Let’s look at your body.”

The doctor had learned from Gavin regarding Nelson’s situation and recommended a physical examination. The most important thing for the old man was his mood. Some time ago, the affair of Jonas and Melinda annoyed Nelson, and now he became more agitated with Yulia’s issue, which was in significant contrast to Nelson’s present condition.

But deep in her heart, Yulia knew better than everyone else concerning her own condition. Knowing that the specialist was coming to the mansion, she acted restless and refused to cooperate. She shoved the servant that her grandfather sent out of her room.

The doctor proposed that she should see a psychiatrist and work together with the drug treatment, which may focus on medication.

Yulia isolated herself in her room and she stayed there secluded for another day. The psychiatrist tried to interact with her, but got kicked out.

”She’s in morbid self-protection. It’ll just make matters worse.”

”I’ll give it a shot.”

Melinda got up and went upstairs. The servant who took care of Yulia was holding a silver tray and stood at the door looking helpless. She looked at Melinda as if she saw a rescuer.

”Give me her lunch, and you wait out here.”

The servant immediately handed Melinda the tray. Yulia had locked the bedroom door, and even if they had the key, it couldn’t open. She had installed another padlock from the inside.

This meant that Yulia was still sober. Melinda raised her eyebrows and knocked on the door three times in a row, making sure the person inside could hear.