He couldn't imagine how his precious girl would bear it if the pain she endured in the operating room was dozens of times or a hundred times more severe than a headache.
"To be honest, uncle, I don't really hope..."
"What?" Xia Mingyou opened his eyes, turned his head and looked at her, as if he guessed what she wanted to say, his expression was a little unhappy, "What do you want to say?"
Tong Leya did not speak, but made a nervous swallowing motion. Her hand holding the steering wheel became a little stiff, and after a while she began to tremble again.
"Rumble"
Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning in the sky, followed by a thunder.
"It's...it's going to rain!" Tong Leya said tremblingly.
"Are you trying to say that you don't want my sister to regain her memory?" Xia Mingyou frowned, confused.
"No, that's not what I meant, no..." Tong Leya suddenly felt a cold feeling on her forehead, and fine beads of sweat seeped out of her skin.
"If the girl can stay in this state and not get worse, actually..." After Xia Mingyou heard about the extremely cruel painful treatment, he actually didn't want Xia Yucheng to recover his memory, but who can guarantee that her condition will not
Deteriorating, "Lele, girl...it's very likely that you won't even have the slightest memory in the end..."
He sighed, leaned back on the chair again, clenched his hands into a fist and lightly hit his forehead. It was really nerve-wracking.
That painful treatment is so cruel, who can guarantee that Xia Yucheng will be safe? In the end, it is really a dilemma!
"Uncle, what would it be like without memory?" Tong Leya finally drove the car into the underground parking lot of the apartment.
"It's tragic! So I don't want that to happen." Xia Mingyou didn't want to say words like idiot and fool. If a person has no memory, does he still have an IQ?
Xia Yucheng is about to become the mother of three children. He simply cannot imagine that one day, the mother of these children will be sitting in a wheelchair with a demented expression. No matter how the relatives around her call her, she will always have the same expression.
Silent.
The car stopped, Xia Mingyou opened the door and got out of the car, then held on to the pillar and breathed in pain. He could not calm down the entanglement and worry in his heart.
His mind was filled with Xia Yucheng's painful cries and dull expression.
Tong Leya got out of the car and went over to hold his arm: "Uncle, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"
"It's okay..." Xia Mingyou pushed her away gently, frowning.
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After returning home, Tong Leya first went to the bathroom to put bath water for Xia Mingyou, and then went to the kitchen to make him a bowl of honey water to sober up.
"Why don't you want this girl to regain her memory?" Xia Mingyou's deep voice suddenly sounded from the kitchen door.
"I was shocked..." Tong Leya was obviously frightened and almost dropped the bowl of honey water in her hand, "Uncle, after drinking the honey water, go take a shower. The water has been put away, and the clothes are in the bathroom.
On the cabinet."
Xia Mingyou looked at her without saying a word. Her hand holding the bowl was raised and trembling.
"Is there something you're hiding from me?" The man was very shrewd and almost hit the mark. But he still took the bowl and drank up all the honey water in it.
"No, really," Tong Leya took the empty bowl in a panic and took it under the sink to rinse it. When she heard the footsteps behind her gradually disappearing, she turned around and saw that Xia Mingyou had walked away.