Han Qiancheng calmed down for a while, then reluctantly let him go and said, "You rest for a while, I'll have someone prepare food."
"good."
Yan Ruoling responded and was led by him obediently to sit at the table.
Han Qiancheng opened the door and ordered the people outside to prepare meals. He glanced at the closed door, thought for a while and then went to find Feng Changling.
When he came to Yaolu, he saw Feng Changling boiling medicine. He walked over quickly and asked: "Will her amnesia be cured?"
Feng Changling glanced at him and asked: "Do you hope she will be good or not?"
Han Qiancheng lowered his voice and asked him: "If it's not good, will it have any impact on her body?"
Feng Changling said: "It's hard to say."
Han Qiancheng asked nervously: "What do you mean it's hard to say? You should make it clear."
Feng Changling explained to him: "I have never encountered such a case before, but I have seen records about amnesia from medical classics. This disease is not caused by the body, but also by the patient's mind.
In other words, her memory does not know when or what kind of stimulation it will wake up, but the longer it takes to wake up, the greater the damage it may cause.
So, now you have two choices before you, either help her retrieve her memory as soon as possible and let her wake up.
Or, let her lose her memory for the rest of her life and live a pale life, but if her memory wakes up in the middle, the consequences may be something you can't bear."
Han Qiancheng's heart tightened and he asked: "Why can't you bear the law?"
Feng Changling frowned and said, "Maybe he will be fine, maybe he won't be able to withstand the blow and will become a fool. No one knows."
Han Qiancheng staggered. He thought Yan Ruoling's amnesia was God's favor to him, but it turned out to be another kind of torture.
He was struggling in his heart, but he didn't know what to do? He didn't want Ling'er to think of the past, and he was afraid that she would become a fool.
Feng Changling looked at him and said, "It's up to you how you choose."
With that said, he continued to cook the medicine and ignored him.
Han Qiancheng was so lost that he didn't know how he got back.
The moment he opened the door, Yan Ruoling suddenly rushed over to him, hugged him tightly, and asked in an aggrieved voice: "Husband, why did you stay there for so long? I'm scared."
Han Qiancheng woke up instantly. He gathered his concentration and patted her back gently: "Don't be afraid, I will never leave you."
Yan Ruoling hummed, but refused to let go of him.
It was rare for Han Qiancheng to see her so clingy, and she made him obsessed with her. At this moment, he had the answer in his heart.
He wants to take a gamble and bet that his spirit will never wake up.
He wanted her to be all about him.
Han Qiancheng put his arms around Yan Ruoling's waist and pushed her against the door. He asked in a low voice with a hint of confusion: "Does Ling'er know what husband and wife should do?"
Yan Ruoling shook her head: "Does your husband know?"
Han Qiancheng smiled slightly: "I know, my husband will teach you."
As he spoke, he lowered his head and kissed her lips, cautiously and tenderly with a hint of probing, for fear of startling the little girl in his arms.
But when that long-lost feeling instantly filled his heart, it gave him more obsessions. He wanted to be with her like this for the rest of his life, without quarrels, resentments, or suffering and choices between them.
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It's as simple as that, you have me and I have you, we will never be separated.