Guan Shanyue looked confused, "I'm obviously in Japan. How long have I been unconscious? What day is it now?"
Seeing his appearance, Yang Zimei understood that he might have lost his memory, and it was selective amnesia.
She tried to ask, "Mr. Guan, do you remember the year, month and day before you fainted?"
"Isn't it July 23, 1992?"
Guan Shanyue asked doubtfully.
"It's July 2003."
Yang Zimi was sweating.
Guan Shanyue looked at her doubtfully, "How is this possible? Are you lying to me?"
Yang Zimei pointed to the calendar on the wall.
Guan Shanyue looked at it intently for a while, then looked down at his slightly purple-black hands, and asked Yang Zimei to give him the mirror.
Yang Zimei handed him a small mirror.
Guan Shanyue picked up the mirror and looked at it.
When he saw his face in the mirror, his face was paper-gold, his lips were blue, and his face was ten years older than what he remembered.
"What's going on? Am I dreaming, or?"
He hung the mirror feebly and asked Yang Zimei.
"Do you still remember Miss Jingming?"
Yang Zimei asked.
"I heard that she is the heir to Japan's Kyomei family. She is very mysterious. Very few people can meet her."
When Guan Shanyue said this, there was no big expression on his face, as if he was saying the name of a stranger.
It seems that he was really stimulated by Sadako, so he suffered from selective amnesia and sealed up all the memories related to Sadako.
This kind of selective amnesia is also an instinctive protection.
The harm is so great, it's better to forget.
Yang Zimei didn't say much more.
"What's going on with me? Why do I look so bad? Have I been poisoned?"
Guan Shanyue asked while touching the purple-black color on her nails.
Yang Zimei nodded.
"It turns out he was poisoned."
Guan Shanyue's tone was calm, as if poisoning was a matter of course, and she did not reveal any desire to survive.
"Perhaps, I can try to cure you. It's completely impossible, but it can alleviate your pain and prolong your life."
Yang Zimei said pitifully.
Guan Shanyue smiled and said, "Thank you. Since the poisoning has been deep, I have no interest in life anymore, so let everything go as it happens."
His face was smiling, but there was deep sadness hidden in his eyes.
He has lost his memory. This sadness should not be because of Sadako.
Maybe it's because his lower limbs are paralyzed.
No matter how good Yang Zimei's medical skills are, he is not a fairy. He is completely incapable of dealing with his kind of paralysis.
"I want to go for a walk and try to remember."
Guan Shanyue looked at her and said.
Yang Zimei nodded, bent down and helped him from the bed to the wheelchair.
She just wanted to push him, but he refused, "I'll do it by myself. Although I can't walk freely, I can still walk freely in a wheelchair."
Yang Zimei didn't want to hurt his self-esteem, so she let him move the wheelchair out by himself.
Yang Zimei had no choice but to follow behind.
"Zimei, come here and do me a favor."
Lan YaYa saw her and waved to her.
Yang Zimei looked at Guan Shanyue.
Guan Shanyue looked at the elegantly laid out courtyard with fresh air, turned back and smiled at her, "You are busy with your business, I will change my career on my own."
"Um."
Yang Zimei nodded and told Lianyi to follow him to avoid any accidents.
Guan Shanyue pushed her wheelchair on the bluestone path in the courtyard, breathing in the fresh air that made her feel extremely happy. Looking at the flowers blooming all over the courtyard and the flying butterflies and dragonflies, she felt like she was in another world.
He looked so deeply that he didn't notice that there was a piece of gravel in front of him, and the wheelchair was knocked over by the gravel. Because he was weak, he was unable to control the wheelchair, causing him to fall to the ground and be pressed by the wheelchair.
Can't move.
A woman wearing a maid uniform came over, with a beautiful face and a cold expression.
She walked to him, straightened the wheelchair, bent down and picked him up, and carried him to the wheelchair.
Smelling the faint elegant fragrance from her body and touching her delicate and soft skin, his heart skipped a beat...