Fu Xixi really didn't want to face him again: "Well, okay, I'll just lie here, go and get busy, go quickly."
Bo Zhanye kissed her hand again before standing up and leaving.
When he walked to the door, he did not forget to tell the person at the door: "Take good care of my wife, and never leave her."
"Yes. Master Jiu."
After Lan Jiao answered, she found that the man had already left, apparently not even looking at who was standing here.
It seemed like he was really happy.
She stepped into the room: "Madam, Mr. Jiu is very kind to you, and he is also a very responsible person. He must be a good husband and a good father."
Fu Xixi was still awkwardly getting along with Bo Zhanye. When she heard the voice, she smiled faintly:
"Well, it's really good..." The good ones make people feel awkward, shy, and extremely sweet.
I feel like this even when I have no memory. I should be really happy when I have memory, right?
...
laboratory.
Everyone in the medical and experimental groups is conducting detailed data analysis.
Bo Zhanye was among them and was particularly busy.
Fu Yiqian stood aside with a solemn expression the whole time, waiting for the results.
This wait is a full six hours.
"Master Jiu, thank you for your hard work." The colleagues and Bo Zhanye nodded one by one and left the laboratory.
Fu Yiqian hurriedly stepped forward: "How is it? Is there anything wrong with Xiaoxi's health?"
Bo Zhanye glanced at him: "Go out and talk."
After walking outside, he took off his gloves and protective clothing, with a thin line of sweat on his face, and said:
"There is no big problem. The previous poison has been detoxified a lot, and there is still very little residue. The blood of the stream itself has healing properties, so it should not have any impact.
only......"
"Just what?" Fu Yiqian asked worriedly.
Bo Zhanye rubbed his eyebrows and said, "As Zuo Yiyang said, amnesia drugs should be taken once every seven days, and you will recover automatically after you stop taking them.
Unfortunately, Song Feier has not thoroughly researched this medicine and it still has flaws.
Xiaoxi has taken it for several months and has developed other reactions. At present, the body and brain have automatically formed a barrier, and it is estimated that it will not recover in a short time.
It’s hard to say when it will recover.”
In other words, memory loss will continue and recovery time cannot be estimated.
Fu Yiqian's face darkened.
This is not a big problem for him. As long as Fu Xixi is healthy and his life is not in danger, he is satisfied.
But for Bo Zhanye, it was somewhat cruel.
He asked: "Is it possible to study drugs? Or other methods to help recovery?"
Bo Zhanye shook his head: "This is not a direct cause of the drug, but a long-term indirect cause. It is estimated to be difficult to develop."
"Even if it can be developed, Xiaoxi is pregnant now and cannot take medicine or treatment. She will have to wait until after giving birth at the earliest."
Fu Yiqian: "..."
To be honest, he felt a little sorry for Bo Zhanye.
A big hand patted the man's shoulder: "Look at it, at least the creek is safe and sound, and the child is also healthy. This is already a huge blessing."
Bo Zhanye knew how lucky they were. After all, Xixi's time outside was so difficult and difficult, and it was not easy to keep her children alive and safe.
He rubbed his brows deeply with his slender fingers again: "So I plan to take good care of her and wait for her slowly."
Fu Yiqian's eyes were deep: "Thank you for your hard work."
"I see your face is a bit pale? Did you work too long and get injured?"
Bo Zhanye denied: "It's okay. I went to see Xiaoxi. She must have been waiting a little long."
"Is it okay? Is it okay?" Fu Yiqian directly took his big hand and took him into a doctor's office:
"Before taking care of Xixi, take care of yourself first."
"You, change the dressing and rebandage his wound."
The doctor didn't expect that Master Jiu would be forced to do something else, so he nodded quickly: "Yes, the Crown Prince."
Soon, the gauze was removed and the wound was already covered in blood, which was a bit shocking.
Fu Yiqian's veins jumped when he saw it: "Can a thirty-year-old man take care of his body?"