"What else can we do, of course let her recover her memory." Han Shaoqi was helpless, "Xiao Tong is like a stranger when she sees me now. Apart from recovering her memory, there is nothing else to say to me."
"You can delay it for a while, and I can wash away this unpleasantness for her." Chen Qingfeng thought for a while and suggested.
But Han Shaoqi shook his head, "Forget it, I don't want to deceive her anymore."
"Besides, if we drag it on, I'm afraid that she will be unstable and do something outrageous."
"But that memory is too painful. When I think about it, there's no guarantee she won't do something." Chen Qingfeng couldn't help but retort. Even though he was a doctor and was used to seeing life and death, he couldn't help but retort about that memory.
Moving.
Moreover, she has already committed suicide once.
Han Shaoqi smiled bitterly, "This is what worries me the most, so I can only be more careful during the time when she recovers her memory."
The scars on her wrists are still there, and I really don’t know if similar pain will happen again after recovering her memory and knowing that her child was stolen.
Chen Qingfeng nodded, "That's all we can do."
"Well, then you will see when you can restore Xiaotong's memory. Try to do it as quickly as possible, but don't affect her body." Han Shaoqi knew that some hypnosis techniques would affect the patient's physical condition if they are eager for success.
Chen Qingfeng smiled, "Don't worry, don't worry if I take the lead. I don't have many arrangements these days. I'll prepare it tomorrow and let her come over the day after tomorrow."
Han Shaoqi nodded, "Thank you."
After beating Han Shaoqi's chest, Chen Qingfeng joked, "What kind of friendship do we have? You are still so polite to me. I would like to know what happened between you and her. How could she appear to gossip for no reason?
People, I wasn’t doing well some time ago.”
"I asked her about this matter, but she didn't say anything, but I will find out. There are also my own reasons for it." In front of Chen Qingfeng, he didn't have so many scruples about speaking.
"Is that so?" Chen Qingfeng looked Han Shaoqi up and down, "Don't you fall in love with another woman?"
"how do you know?"
Sitting down opposite Han Shaoqi, "Don't forget, I majored in psychology. Studying people's minds is the easiest thing for me." Just looking at Han Shaoqi's frowning and tangled expression, Chen Qingfeng could guess something.
Eighty-eight.
"Well, I'm also very troubled now." Han Shaoqi frowned.
Chen Qingfeng laughed and said, "I can't help you with this matter. You can make up your own mind."
As his best friend, Chen Qingfeng has been through it all. He once had troubles like Han Shaoqi's. He advised, "Shaoqi, there is nothing wrong with thinking about things comprehensively, but sometimes you have to see your own heart clearly. When it comes to love, you have to follow your heart."
Don’t let the outside world get you confused by your choice. Besides, it’s better to end love as soon as possible, which is good for both myself and them.”
"I know." Han Shaoqi responded. Grandpa also told him that he should see his own heart clearly.
But it's easy to say, but extremely difficult to do.
…
When I returned to my home, no, I should say it was my former home, the whole house was empty, there was no laughter or laughter anymore, no one was looking forward to my return home and leaving a light for myself.
Looking around the room, Han Shaoqi suddenly realized that deep down in his heart, he had already become nostalgic for this place.