Jane and Oliver sat far away. They seemed to be negotiating. One sat at one end, the other at the other.
Oliver stared at Jane. "I heard that you are not only an artist but also a professional art therapist."
"Yes. Mr. Williams, do you come to meet me because you're interested in my career?" She said with a smile.
Oliver said, "I hope you could help me treat someone. Whatever you want, just say it."
She was right. Oliver came to ask her for help.
It seemed that the person who needed treatment should have a close relationship with Oliver.
She said softly, "What kind of doctor can't you find? Why do you ask me? Compared with many professional psychotherapists, I'm not qualified."
Jane was right. She was a therapist with a professional certificate but it didn't mean that she had more experience.
Oliver didn't want to say that he had invited the most prestigious psychiatrist in the world to treat Roy, but the effect was little.
Now, if there was a glimmer of hope, he would not let it slip.
"If you need anything, just tell my assistant who will meet all your requirements."
Jane could tell that Oliver was anxious.
He was obviously different from the Oliver she had known before.
She guessed that the person who needed treatment was Oliver's son.
That day, the first time she saw the little boy's eyes, she felt a little strange and felt pity for him.
However, she told herself that he was Oliver and Tina's child and that her child was most likely killed by his father or mother, she was almost killed by them.
A trace of compassion in Jane's heart immediately dissipated.
After Oliver finished speaking, he stood up and was ready to leave.
Jane said, "Mr. Williams, you haven't told me who he is. I can't cure anyone."
"Isn't the doctor benevolent? The doctor can choose the patient?"
"Mr. Williams is right. I'm afraid that my ability is limited. It's not good to delay the treatment of the illness, so I want to know the details of the patient."
Jane kept putting it off.
He was right, the doctor was kind, but if she were asked to save the child of an enemy, with deep hatred, she could not.
Oliver didn't expect to meet such a difficult person. He said coldly, "It's my son. You've met him before."
Jane didn't expect Oliver to remember her when there were so many people that day.
The moment Oliver shook hands with Jane at that time, he had a familiar feeling. At that time, he thought that he was too thoughtful to associate the woman in front of him with the dead Jessica.
But only the feeling was the same, but they looked completely different.
After that, he found the list of people who came to mourn that day, and sure enough, he saw Jane's name.
Since Jane was unfamiliar to him, he remembered her clearly.
Before he came, he had some hope in his heart. Why did this woman give a similar feeling to him as Jessica?
However, when he arrived at the art gallery early and saw Jane, he knew that he must have mistaken her for someone else.
Jane and Jessica were completely different women.
He hated Jane.
How could he link Jane to Jessica? That was disrespectful to Jessica.
But for his son, he must let Jane grant his request.
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