Zhuo Jian knelt on the ground nervously, hugging him and shouting.
It was suddenly extremely dark in the huge house.
——
Two hours later, hospital.
"The patient should have been severely stimulated to cause fainting. Do not deliberately stimulate the patient's brain nerves at this time. It will not help him recover his memory. If it is serious, it will cause even worse consequences."
The expert stood outside the ward and explained to Zhuo Jian.
After hearing this, Zhuo Jian turned around and looked inside, her heart sinking again and again.
No one at home should have stimulated him. Did he not tell her what happened?
"But there is another reason."
The expert suddenly said.
"What?"
Zhuo Jian asked eagerly.
"The patient remembered something from the past."
"..."
Zhuo Jian's heart, which was sinking again and again, suddenly saw a glimmer of light.
The doctor left soon after, and she entered the ward and sat beside his bed.
Looking at his haggard appearance, she held his hand and waited nervously.
"Zhuo Jian."
The person on the bed didn't open her eyes, but she clearly called her name.
Zhuo Jian leaned forward nervously, "I'm here."
"I'm fine."
Fu Yanye held her hand and told her in a low voice.
Zhuo Jian couldn't help but leaned forward and kissed him gently on the forehead. She would not believe that he was okay.
Will you pass out if nothing happens?
But now she didn't dare to ask more questions, feeling that she couldn't push him too hard.
He fell asleep again, but his sleep was filled with bloody scenes.
That delicate body was in his arms, her face was covered with tears and blood.
——
When the elders of the old house learned that something had happened to Fu Yanye, they rushed to the hospital collectively.
After listening to the doctor explain his situation again in person, Wang Yue made an immediate decision, "After you are discharged from the hospital, you can go back to your old home and live with us."
Zhuo Jian didn't dare to say anything else. Something happened to Fu Yanye when he was with her.
"Yes, let's live together and take care of each other."
The old lady took Zhuo Jian's hand and whispered to her.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian nodded in agreement.
"Don't be nervous. It is expected that he will have this reaction after losing his memory. The doctor has said that this will also happen during the recovery process."
Fu Zhengzheng saw that she was very nervous and said worriedly.
"Um."
Zhuo Jian agreed, but she felt a little heavy from beginning to end.
She looked at the sleeping person inside and thought silently in her heart that she must be twice as kind to him in the future.
She suddenly missed her childhood, when they were both healthy and their world was not so complicated.
After Fu Yanye woke up, the old lady sat next to him: "Is there anything else that feels uncomfortable?"
"Where's Jian Jian?"
He only asked in a low voice.
The old lady turned and looked aside, "Jian Jian."
Because everyone was worried about him and gathered around the bed, Zhuo Jian could only step back.
Fu Yanye looked around and only saw the hem of her clothes through the gap.
Zhuo Jian's heart tightened. He didn't expect that the first person he asked after waking up would be her.
The kind of happiness that came without self-confidence made her extremely honored.
"I am here."
Before she walked over, she whispered to reassure him.
