Now in the bedroom, Shen Yi sat by the bedside and began to slowly wipe Jiang Qi's upper body with the damp towel, careful not to hurt him. His hand moved gently but his mind was far away, buried in deep thoughts. He was recalling the words the doctor had said before leaving that day. The doctor had told him that once Jiang Qi grew strong enough to handle simple movements, Shen Yi should consider taking him back to places where he had frequented before, doing the things he used to enjoy, because that would help his memories return more quickly.