"What's wrong with your voice? Are you injured? Or are you just born hoarse?"

After the car drove out and slowly circled the city, Yun Yan, who was sitting in the passenger seat, suddenly asked.

Before the man could answer, she chuckled again: "Look at what I'm asking. You've lost your memory. How could you possibly know about your throat?"

She said to herself, "But it doesn't matter, I can let Forsythia show it to you. I believe that even if she can't help you get your memory back, she will definitely be able to cure your throat."

The man drove the car quietly: "This is good, it doesn't affect the conversation, it's okay."

"You're welcome, let her take a look at you, and maybe you'll be fine after taking some medicine. You're so handsome, and your voice must be nice."

He found that the hoarse voice could no longer recognize his original timbre.

Wuwen paused for a moment before saying, "Okay."

For safety reasons, the car drove very slowly, like a turtle running.

Yunyan looked over several times and saw that the man in the cab was driving intently. After hesitating for a long time, she still said: "Do you hate me?"

The man who was driving turned his head to look at her: "Why do you ask?"

"Because I asked you to receive treatment and you were in so much pain that I didn't even ask Forsythia to stop."

Yun Yan knew that she was selfish in this matter. The reason why she wanted to remind him of the past was just to find Xiao Yan.

Given such an opportunity, she firmly grasped it and did not give up.

"I have been watching the treatment for these ten days. I know that you are in pain and that you have been enduring. Forsythia also told me privately that it is possible that after treatment, your memory will not be recovered, so it is better to stop it as soon as possible.

, so that you can suffer less, but I let her continue."

Yun Yan looked at him with guilt and anxiety: "Don't you hate me like this?"

The corner of the man's mouth curled up slightly: "I don't hate it."

"Why? You should hate it. I think it's too bad of me to force you to receive treatment without asking how you feel." Yunyan turned to her side and looked at him intently, "Wuwen, tell me, you

Do you still want to continue the treatment? If you don’t want to, I will stop Forsythia."

The man turned his head and glanced at her, "If you want me to regain my memory, then I will continue the treatment. If it doesn't work this time, then try other methods. There is always a way that works."

Yun Yan was so moved, "But you are in so much pain every day..."

"It's still bearable, don't worry about me."

Yunyan was speechless.

The more "sensible" he is, the more she blames herself.

If he scolded her, she might feel better.

Why.

Yunyan turned her head and looked outside the car.

The car kept driving aimlessly, and the man suddenly said: "Where are we going?"

Yunyan said: "Don't go anywhere, just drive around wherever you want. You can drive however you want."

Wuwen looked at her in confusion.

"Forsythia said that this method can be used to stimulate you. If you are from the city that never sleeps, then you must be very familiar with this city. Maybe some place impressed you deeply and you will think of something after seeing it."

The man nodded: "Okay."

Yunyan smiled.

The car started to spin slowly without any purpose. The man suddenly said, "Why are you so concerned about whether I can get my memory back?"
Chapter completed!