Xiaoya who regained her memory

I woke up again in the hospital.

"Where is Xiaoya?" I asked the nurse.

"Miss Murong is in the operating room."

Operating room?

Why did Xiaoya go to the operating room?

I frowned slightly and didn't understand.

"Ms. Murong is allergic to morphine, but she took a large amount of morphine..."

"Doctors are rescuing us!"

"Fortunately, even if you call the police, the consequences would be disastrous."

After listening to the doctor's words, I was filled with anger. "Where is Xiahou Mingjun?"

"Transferred to another hospital." The nurse said and was about to leave. I reached out and grabbed her clothes.

"Where to go?" I asked confused.

How could Xiahou Mingjun leave so easily!

He made Xiaoya like this, how could he let him leave so easily!

My heart is filled with contentment.

"Someone came from Kyoto. He took Xiahou Mingjun away and said he would transfer to Kyoto."

Kyoto...

Kyoto...

Yes, Xiahou Mingjun is more from the Xiahou family in Kyoto.

It seems that the future is very tortuous.

At this moment, a crisp sound of high heels sounded.

The ward door was opened.

The visitor was wearing a black t-shirt, lined with a hip-hugging dress, and had a delicate face printed under her long black hair.

It's Miss Gao.

Miss Gao looked at me unkindly, "You're molesting the nurse here just after you woke up?"

I didn't realize what Miss Gao said at first. "What?"

"No!" Miss Gao stretched her neck, and my eyes fell on my hand.

I immediately let go of my hand and coughed twice in embarrassment.

It's no wonder that Miss Gao misunderstood. I held the nurse's clothes and didn't let go. It was indeed a bit fanciful.

Miss Gao put down her bag and gave me a glass of cold drink, "Tell me, why did you get yourself into such a mess?"

I took the water and sat on the bed in a daze without speaking.

Miss Gao nodded upon seeing this, "Okay, I won't ask."

I lowered my head and thought for a long time.

I thought I would take this opportunity to follow Miss Gao to Jinling!

Kyoto is still too far away, but I will always go to a bigger city to meet more people.

"This time it's because of Murong Ya..." I raised my head and met Miss Gao's eyes.

"That's it." Miss Gao nodded calmly, as if she already knew some of the inside story, and the matter was over.

I moved my hands back and forth, and I had already finished the water in the glass.

But I kept pretending to drink water, trying to hide my embarrassment.

"Why do you have something to tell me?" Miss Gao smiled like a flower.

"I want to go to Jinling."

After speaking, he looked up at Miss Gao, and the smile on her face became even brighter.

"Okay! Then pack your things and go to Jinling with me in two days."

"Yeah." I nodded heavily.

At the same time, a piece of news came out on the TV.

[A murder occurred in this city on September 27th. It has been identified and the criminal Jiang is officially in jail...]

Seeing the news that Jiang Cheng was imprisoned, I thought of Zhang Hu lying in the hospital bed.

I got up from the ward and lied to Miss Gao, "Miss Gao, I'm going to the toilet."

Miss Gao's eyes fell on me, watching me leave the ward and then thoughtfully opened the toilet in the ward.

"When you go out to see people, you just say you are going to see them. Why do you need this kind of interface? Does staying with me make you so nervous?"

Arriving at Zhang Hu's ward, Zhang Hu was lying on the bed and still hadn't woken up.

I grabbed Zhang Hu's hand and said, "Zhang Hu, I'm back and I want to tell you that I'm safe."

"I just went to deal with Xiahou Mingjun."

"You underestimate me too much. Xiahou Mingjun is not as awesome as you say."

"I'm not doing well. He has already transferred to Kyoto."

"I'm going to Jinling first. When you wake up, remember to come to Jinling to find me."

...

Operating room.

"Brother, eat!"

"Ah! Brother! Save me!"

"Brother! Don't drive me away!..."

"Brother! I don't want to leave!"

Murong Ya was lying on the hospital bed, struggling in the hospital bed with a distorted face!

The more he spoke, the more excited he became, and the greater the movement of his body.

"Anesthesiologist! Come and give the sedative! The patient is emotionally unstable!"

After the sedative was injected into Murong Ya's body, Murong Ya finally stopped.

But he still whispered softly, "Brother...Brother...Brother..."

After a long time, Murong Ya was pushed out from the operating room.

After I learned the news, I came to Murong Ya's ward.

Murong Ya is talking to me on the phone.

"Mom, I understand." Murong Ya lost her temper while talking.

She looks like a frustrated little princess.

"I will go back after I am discharged from the hospital. I won't stay. You really don't want to come."

Seeing me coming, Xiaoya quickly said to the other person, "Stop talking, I'll be back as soon as I'm discharged from the hospital. Don't worry about it."

"Xiao..." After I realized something was wrong, I immediately changed my words, "Miss Murong... are you okay?"

After Murong Ya looked at me for a long time, she said calmly.

"Thank you for saving me. I should have listened to you before and stayed less in touch with Xiahou Mingjun."

"I'm sorry for causing you any trouble."

I was a little happy in my heart. It was a very difficult step for Xiaoya to change her attitude towards me.

Xiahou Mingjun really helped me a lot.

What a deep hatred! This is simply my great helper!

If Xiahou Mingjun appeared in front of me at this moment, I would like to hug him and kiss him twice.

"I will return to Kyoto in a few days. If you come to Kyoto in the future, I will treat you to dinner." Xiaoya turned her head and did not look at me.

"Then I'll give you some more compliments from Miss Murong. Have a nice trip." After saying that, I returned to the ward.

Murong Ya raised her head and looked out the window with tears streaming down her cheeks, "What's the use of doing this now? Why did we go there in the first place..."

After saying that, Murong Ya covered herself with the quilt.

When I returned to the ward, I found that Miss Gao had fallen asleep on the chair by the window.
To be continued...