There are more and more problems. It seems that the key problem is his memory. If he remembers everything, many problems may be solved.
Thinking of this, Baili Wushang ordered He Shiwei: "Go find a reliable doctor and help me see if my memory can be restored as soon as possible."
"Yes. Your Highness." He Shiwei responded, then raised his head and looked at Baili Wushang cautiously, "Your Highness, I will ask someone to help you clean up the room on the fourth floor. You go to rest first, and I will take care of you later.
The doctor is looking for you."
"Yes. Don't leak the news about my coming here." Baili Wushang warned, then went out and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
The two guards guarding the stairs on the fourth floor saw a shadow flashing in front of them again, but when they looked closely, it was gone. They had just checked the area and found nothing unusual, so they stood back to their original positions.
Thinking of the illusion just now, it appeared again.
One of the guards said "Hey" and was about to go upstairs to check again, when they saw their chief shopkeeper He Shiwei coming in a hurry. The two of them quickly bowed and saluted: "Shopkeeper He."
He Shiwei waved to the two of them, and then whispered a few words to them. Both of them looked stern and became very serious.
"You guys keep a close watch, I'm going out for a while, don't make any mistakes." He Shiwei confessed and left in a hurry.
Fourth floor.
After Baili Wushang returned to the room, he stood in front of the window and looked at the busy traffic on the street. He tried hard to sort out the information in his mind, hoping to get some clues from it.
Knock knock knockā¦
At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and a cautious voice sounded outside: "Master, this slave has brought you tea."
Baili Wushang's eyes flashed slightly, and then he said in a deep voice: "Come in."
The guard who was guarding just now lowered his head and walked in carrying a tray with a pot of tea, a teacup, a plate of snacks, and a plate of fruit...
"Master, please use it. The slave is outside. If you need anything, just call." The guard put down the tray and slowly withdrew.
Baili Wushang did not look at the refreshments, but continued to stand in front of the window and look at the busy traffic below.
There was so much information in his mind that he couldn't think of a breakthrough point no matter how much he thought about it. There were also those three people who were said to be his friends, but he didn't know whether they were friends or foes. How much did they know about him?
And whether we can believe them as they say...
It seems that he wants He Shiwei to investigate these three people.
If these three people can be trusted, maybe many problems will be solved.
We also need to investigate Mu Wan'er. In this way, there may be some results as to why he fell into a coma four years ago.
After thinking about this, Baili Wu felt relieved a lot, turned around, returned to Chang'an, sat on the low couch and started to enjoy tea.
After waking up, he had not eaten any food. Just now, he felt that his stomach was a little empty, and his physical strength was a little weak, as if he had been hungry for a long time...
The reason is most likely that he didn't eat well during the period when he lost his mind.
Although generally speaking, he lost his memory and was in a coma for a long time. It seems that he should not trust He Shiwei so much. However, he had carefully observed it just now and found that He Shiwei did not betray him. He still has this kind of confidence.
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The most important point is that He Shiwei is his dead man.