During the conversation, Li Xiaoyou was confused several times.
If he doesn't recognize her, then why is he familiar with the cases that have passed through her hands? If it was selective amnesia, wouldn't the things he chose not to remember be too... specific?
No matter what, she wanted to hear what the doctor had to say.
It was undeniable that for a moment, Li Xiaoyou couldn't accept the fact that he just said they wanted to be together, but didn't remember him.
Really, I can’t accept it!
Although the leading doctor looked calm, he seemed to have doubts. He walked to Mu Chenfeng's bed and said respectfully, "Third Young Master, I need to do some examinations."
Mu Chenfeng nodded and glanced over his shoulder towards Li Xiaoyou.
Li Xiaoyou wanted to pretend not to see it, so she turned her head and saw Bai Jinrou looking at her with a deep look on her face. The coldness in her stern eyes frightened her.
It felt like looking at a clown. She thought she had seen it wrong, and when she blinked and looked again, the other person had already turned away.
Bai Jinrou walked to Mu Chenfeng's side, looking as gentle and virtuous as ever.
There was always a smile on her lips, especially when she heard Mu Chenfeng's words "Who are you?"
He doesn't remember her!
Li Xiaoyou, you are not lucky enough. Now, it depends on what the doctor says. If he really doesn't remember her, will the DNA report be useless?
Gee, she changed her hair that day for inspection, and her heart was still beating until she got home. Hey, she hasn’t done anything bad for many years, so she’s not used to it.
Bai Jinrou had a slight smile on her face, and looked around at everyone with a mocking look in her heart, but in the end they all calmed down.
As soon as she turned her head, Mu Erxun narrowed his eyes slightly. He glanced at his brother quietly and felt very different.
The look in her eyes is really...unattractive!
The little guy snorted coldly, just enough to be submerged in the tense atmosphere of the ward at the moment, so that no one noticed.
The doctor opened Mu Chenfeng's eyes, looked at them with a miniature flashlight, and stretched out a hand to signal the assistant to hand over the brain waves and other information to him.
Looking at the dozens of pages of A-paper with zigzag lines and English words one by one, the doctor frowned. He lowered his body and spoke respectfully to Muer who was standing aside.
"Young Master, there seems to be no problem with the report. Third Young Master's current condition is a type of selective amnesia, but the clinical manifestations are not clear."
Mu Chenfeng looked at his son's thick eyebrows with a half-smile but not a smile, and did not blame the doctor at all for communicating with him.
"How can we make it clear?" Mu Erqi was impatient and confused.
The fact that Daddy doesn't recognize Mommy is already very difficult, but now that he doesn't even have the memory of two months of contact, how can he be so desperate?
"It may be necessary for some familiar people or things from the past to appear..." the doctor suggested, not sure yet.
Mu Erqun thought for a while, took out his phone and dialed.
Five minutes later.
"What's wrong? You called your second uncle here in such a hurry?" Yi Chenfeng didn't seem to stop for a moment. After answering the phone, he drove over directly.
"Where are the fourth and fifth uncles?" Weren't the three of us still together when we made the call? Why did one of them come here?
Mu Erqun was a little dissatisfied. Just as he was about to say something, the door suddenly opened from the outside.
It’s Ye Wuchen and Ye Wuchen.
"Boy, why are you in such a hurry when I'm not dead?" Ye Wuchen glanced at Mu Chenfeng and seemed to be relieved. After that, it was as if someone had interrupted a good thing, which was completely in contrast to his usual humble demeanor.