Suspiciously, she sat down next to Ning Xiaoqing again, holding her hand that wasn't injecting the bottle, "Xiaoqing, do you still remember your last name?"
A smile appeared on Ning Xiaoqing's pale lips, and she looked at her tenderly, "What's wrong with you? How could I not remember my last name? Back then, I was picked up by the director of the old welfare home on Huayi Street in Fangcheng.
The dean said that I would smile when I saw people, so he named me Xiaoqing, and my last name was Zhou."
Shengge's expression froze and she looked at Lu Hua next to her.
Lu Hua also had a look of astonishment. He stood up from the escort bed, grabbed Ning Xiaoqing's wrist, and asked in disbelief: "Xiaoqing, what's wrong with you? Your surname is no longer Zhou, your surname is Ning.
It’s the five thousand gold that the Ning family found, and it’s called Ning Jingyan in the family tree, do you still remember?”
Ning Xiaoqing withdrew her arm from his hand with a strange look on her face and moved towards Shengge, as if she could find a sense of security in this way.
She lowered her head and apologized: "Mr. Feng, I know that you have been entrusted by Shengge to take care of me in recent days. I am very grateful, but you are Shengge's husband after all. I don't want Shengge to misunderstand. Please keep your distance from me."
, and please Mr. Feng please stop saying these weird words in the future, I really don’t understand.”
"??"
Shengge and Luhua looked at each other.
How did Lu Hua become her husband?
Or Mr. Feng...
Is this a memory disorder?
Shengge felt complicated and turned around to tell Lu Hua, "Third brother, keep an eye on Xiaoqing. I'll call Dr. Yi Ziming to take a look."
She stood up and was about to leave, but Ning Xiaoqing grabbed her wrist.
"Goodbye, please don't leave. It's not appropriate for your husband and I to stay alone in this ward."
"..."
Lu Hua's eyes were red, his heart felt like being stabbed by a heavy iron awl, and the pain spread all over his limbs.
"Xiao Qing, it turns out that you know that I am here these days. You think that I am the girl's husband, so you deliberately keep a distance from me, deliberately indifferent to me, and ignore me."
Ning Xiaoqing looked at him inexplicably. The sad emotion on his face was not touched at all, only strange.
She always held Shengge's hand and wouldn't let Shengge go.
Shengge had no choice but to sigh, "Otherwise, third brother, go and ask Dr. Yi Ziming to come in, and I'll watch Xiaoqing."
"good."
Lu Hua responded with a deep subwoofer, lowered his red eyes, and turned around to go out.
As soon as he left, Ning Xiaoqing immediately approached Shengge and said worriedly: "Shengge, I think Mr. Feng looks at me weird every time, but don't worry, I will never have any thoughts about him. For the sake of
I am really touched that you and your wife have worked so hard for my illness, thank you Shengge."
"..."
The corner of Shengge's mouth twitched slightly. Since Yi Ziming hadn't come yet, she chose to stabilize Ning Xiaoqing's mood first and responded with a smile: "It's okay, it should be."
A few minutes later, Yi Ziming arrived.
Wearing a medical mask, he said to Ning Xiaoqing in front of Shengge and Lu Hua: "Don't be afraid, I am your doctor. I need to ask you some questions. You just need to answer truthfully."
Ning Xiaoqing looked at Shengge uneasily, and Shengge smiled to reassure her.
She nodded towards Yi Ziming.
Yi Ziming took out his illness record book and wrote while asking: "Miss Ning, may I ask you..."
Ning Xiaoqing interrupted him seriously, "Doctor, my surname is Zhou."
"Okay, Miss Zhou." Yi Ziming smiled, pointed to Shengge calmly, and continued to ask: "Who is she?"
"Shengge, my only friend, was taken away from the orphanage by the Feng family when she was fifteen years old. But in the past few years, we have kept in touch and have a good relationship."
Yi Ziming: "How old is she?"
Ning Xiaoqing thought for a moment, "Twenty years old."