Can You Mend My Broken Heart? Chapter 318
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Sitting at the corner most seat of the conference, although Akira couldn't grasp much of it, she recorded the papers presented by all the prominent doctors related to Acquired Prosopagnosia. She listened to each and every one of them with rapt attention, trying to grasp as much as possible.
So when it was Dr. Oshana's turn, she was extra alert like a lark and even took notes of the things that she could understand.
But there was something strange in her paper.
Nowhere she mentioned about future memory loss and partial paralysis projections as side effects of Acquired Prosopagnosia and neither did any other doctor who was present there.
That was a bit surprising for her.
She opened Raymond's file again and checked the predictive analysis reports.
PREDICTIVE_ANALYSIS_WEEK27 - Chances of partial paralysis 27.376 %
Rate of increase = 0.76% week on week
Memory loss ratio = 0 : 0.0069
PREDICTIVE_ANALYSIS_WEEK28 - Chances of partial paralysis 29.16 %
Rate of increase = 1.065 % week on week
Memory loss ratio = 0 : 0.0073
"Why the hell anyone isn't covering about these things", she mumbled and tried to google more on Acquired Prosopagnosia.
After Oshana's paper was over, there was a short tea break, but oblivious to what was happening around her, she was busy searching about other cases of Acquired Prosopagnosia online. She started reading about patients of all age groups and races. She was so deeply engrossed, that she didn't realize when a sheet from Raymond's report slipped from her lap and fell on the floor.
"I believe this is yours, ma'am?"
Hearing that voice, she lifted her head up.
There was a doctor standing in front of her, holding a piece of paper. He looked like he was someone in his mid-thirties but he had an aura around him, like that of a very learned and famous man. His face seemed familiar to her and she realized that he was also one of the keynote speakers for that session.
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"Oh I am so sorry, it must have slipped", saying that she took the paper from his hand and gave out a brief smile to thank him.
"I believe you are still completing your medicine right?", he asked seeing the way she was taking notes extensively.
"Oh no no no... I am not at all related to this field. No medicine and stuff. I just came here to attend this session as someone very close to me is also suffering from Acquired Prosopagnosia. So I am trying to gather as much information about it as possible."
"Oh I see, then this must be a bit difficult for you to understand. We don't use comprehendible English", he said and smiled.
"Well yeah, some of the terms directly just went over my head. One bounce".
"Yeah, we do have the tendency to show off with our jargons", he said and gave off a warm smile to her.
"Well, that would be an understatement".
"You do have the option to raise your hand and ask questions, for your kind information".
Before Akira could say or reply anything further to him, Oshana entered into the scene.
"What are you doing here?", she asked looking at Akira.
"Filling in for someone I guess", Akira replied curtly.
Then looking at the man standing opposite to Akira, Oshana asked,
"Do you know her Dr. Nelson?"
"No no, we just met. Anyways, you guys carry-on. I badly need my tea to make my jargons to stay inside my brain", saying that Dr. Nelson took his leave and went to the tea-break area.
Turning back at Akira, Oshana asked,
"So where is Raymond?"
"He has left for New York".
"Already?"
There was not only an element of surprise but an element of disappointment in her tone as well.
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