After Qian Xiaojue finally calmed down, doctors and nurses immediately came up and gave Qian Xiaojue a simple examination.
After the examination, the doctor asked Qian Xiaojue a few more questions: "Mrs. Helian, have you ever lost your memory three and a half years ago?"
Qian Xiaojue suddenly looked at Helian Qing in confusion, wondering why they suddenly asked him these questions.
He Lianqing, who had been standing aside, immediately nodded to Qian Xiaojue and said, "You have some injuries on your head. Whatever they ask, you just answer."
Qian Xiaojue said "Oh" in a low voice, looked at the doctor and then nodded and replied: "Yes."
"Then... have you remembered anything? For example, your childhood, some fragments of memories before you met Mr. Helian, or any part of your lost memory?"
Qian Xiaojue frowned. Sitting on the hospital bed, she had long seaweed-like hair, and a white gauze bandage on her head. Her face was as pale as her skin, and she looked like a broken doll, which made people feel pitiful.
But at this moment, she was frowning, her expression was stern, but it made people a little scared for no reason. Even the doctor who asked the question suddenly felt regretful. Could it be that she had asked too many questions?
But Qian Xiaojue quickly frowned and shook his head: "I don't remember..." There was a faint look of loneliness written on his face.
The doctor glanced at He Lian Qing quickly and secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he found that there was no distinguishable expression on He Lian Qing's face. Since he had already asked the questions that Mr. He Lian asked him to ask, there was no need for him.
What happened.
"Mrs. Helian has a good rest. She can be discharged from the hospital when her physical condition stabilizes. Since there is nothing wrong, we will leave first. Madam, please rest."
After the doctor finished speaking, he quickly led the nurses away. Aunt Qian was excitedly cleaning up the bowl that Helian had just smashed, and said with excitement and joy: "I'll go back right away and cook some porridge for Madam.
Madam, please have a good rest."
After saying that, he walked away with a happy expression, and soon only Qian Xiaojue and He Lianqing were left in the room.
"Are you hungry?" He Lianqing slowly helped Qian Xiaojue and lay down again. Although she felt a little sore in her back and butt, he had a firm attitude and insisted that she lie down.
"Well... not bad." It seemed that he was overly hungry, so Qian Xiaojue didn't feel that much.
"Does it hurt somewhere?" He Lianqing pulled Qian Xiaojue's arm and turned it here and there, but the movements were surprisingly gentle, so as not to disturb her wound.
"It doesn't hurt either..." Qian Xiaojue smiled. Compared with not dying, these things are nothing.
"Do you know?" He Lianqing stretched out his hand and gently touched Qian Xiaojue's face. He sighed and looked at her and said calmly and angrily, "You have been sleeping for three whole days. If you don't wake up, I will go crazy."
Already."
Although he firmly believed that she would be fine and wake up, in fact, he was still terribly scared, but he just didn't show it like others.
"Three days?" Qian Xiaojue was surprised. She slept for so long? Looking at He Lianqing again, she realized that although his face was clean, his eyes were a little green and black, and the whites of his eyes were full of bloodshot eyes. It seemed that he was really tired.
Awesome.
"Three whole days. But fortunately, you finally woke up." He Lianqing looked relaxed, as if he was relieved from the bottom of his heart.
Qian Xiaojue reached out and gently held He Lianqing's two fingers.