Chapter 122 Amnesia
The next day, the storm finally left, Yue Nian was terrified by the thunder, and was coaxed to sleep just now.

Du Qian put him under the quilt, and patted him gently with her slender hands.

There was a "click" at the door, and Du Sheng came in embarrassed and innocent, covered in rain, and blinked at Du Qian: "Sister."

"How did you make it like this?" Du Qian looked helpless, and got up to get him a towel.

Du Sheng took it and went upstairs to change clothes, walked down and walked around Yue Nian's bed and said cheerfully, "Is the little guy asleep?"

"Yeah." Du Qian looked at the small ball with soft eyes, and smiled: "There was a thunder just now, and I was so frightened that I finally fell asleep."

Du Sheng also smiled, "Leave the rest to me."

Duqian frowned: "What, you can't yell at my baby even if you're bored."

Du Sheng faded away his smile and replaced it with a seriousness that didn't exist just now: "Du Qian, Shen Jinshu found Yue Mo. He entered the hospital yesterday and just came out of the operating room. His life is already out of danger. The First Liberation Hospital, 4012, four building."

Du Qian froze in place, twitching the corners of her mouth: "You're not lying to me, are you?"

Du Sheng didn't speak, but just looked at him so quietly.

Du Qian was a little dazed, picked up the coat on the sofa, put it on, and trotted out the door.

Du Sheng smiled and stretched out his hand to scratch Yue Nian's bridge of nose, "Your father is back, can you go see it tomorrow?"

The little person in the dream is probably a little itchy, don't overdo it and continue to sleep soundly.

Du Sheng suddenly laughed, but his heart was extremely melancholy.

Duqian got into a taxi without a mask on, gave several red tickets to the driver, stumbled out of the car, and ran into the hospital.

4012, a ward that is easy to find, because there are many policemen around it.

Du Qian stood at the entrance of the corridor, suddenly unable to move.

What should she say, tell him how wronged she has been for so long, or tell him that Nian Nian is healthy.

The police at the door quickly recognized her and made way for her, but regret flashed across their faces.

Du Qian didn't notice it in a trance.

She pushed open the door and saw a corner of the quilt on the hospital bed, tears were already streaming down her face.

Her steps were a little unsteady, but she walked in front of him firmly with every step.

The man was sitting on the hospital bed, his forehead, neck, arms... were all wrapped with medical cotton.

With a book in his hand, he frowned slightly, looking a little serious.

Du Qian swayed a few steps, the suppressed emotions in her heart were more fierce than her actions after all, she couldn't speak anymore, with so much grievance and sadness, she just wanted to throw herself into his arms.

"Is there something wrong?" The man raised his head, frowned and looked at Du Qian, his eyes were full of puzzlement and temptation, "Miss, do you...know me?"

Du Qian stayed where she was, her heart seemed to be torn apart.

Is the surrounding air thinning?
Why, why can't she breathe?
To her, the whole ward was like a deep sea, which made her whole body feel like it was about to be torn apart.

"You, don't you know me?" Du Qian's speech was incoherent and extremely hoarse. When she choked up and asked this sentence, her heart ached.

The man shook his head.

The doctor opened the door and walked in, glanced at Duqian, then at Yuemo, probably understood something, patted Duqian on the shoulder, and signaled her to go out with her.

Du Qian didn't know how she walked out, but every step was so heavy, so heavy.

"Is that Mrs. Yue?" The doctor said, "The blood clot left in Mr. Yue's brain from the last injury was displaced due to the external pressure suffered by this injury and compressed the nerves. The current diagnosis we give is dissociative amnesia. , if you actively cooperate with the treatment, the chance of recovery is relatively high."

Duqian heard some tinnitus from behind, she bit her lip, watched the doctor's mouth open and close, her legs were a little weak.

"Thank you." She pulled out an ugly smile.

Several police officers at the door comforted her for a while before she went in.

The man on the bed looked at her with probing eyes.

Duqian reached out and wiped away the tears on her face, pursed her lips and smiled, sat on the side of the bed, and asked softly, "You don't remember me?"

Yue Mo frowned and shook her head.

Duqian smiled: "I'm your wife! You can forget how beautiful you are, what a big heart."

Yue Mo was a little astonished, staring at her without saying a word.

"Don't you believe me?" Seeing him like this, Du Qian poured himself a glass of water nonchalantly, "You chased me to the death and sent me flowers for cooking. You are a shameless thief. If you don't remember now, just Can you figure it out?"

Yue Mo still didn't speak.

Du Qian's eyes darkened, she reached out and poked the back of his hand: "What are you thinking?"

"You're really beautiful," he said.

Duqian let out a "pop" laugh, but it didn't last twice before it faded away.

"You're the only one with a big heart," Du Qian said with a choked voice, "I haven't seen my father since my son was born, and as a result, my father lost his memory as soon as he came back."

She said, revealing a touch of self-mockery.

"In the end, I'm the worst."

"Son?" Yue Mo was even more astonished, "I still have a son?"

"That's right, we also have a son who is two months old and looks very good-looking! His name is Yue Nian..." Du Qian talked to himself, and finally laughed again.

"Are you hungry?" Du Qian raised her face and asked.

Yue Mo hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "The food here is terrible."

Du Qian couldn't laugh or cry.

This person obviously lost his memory, but his problem is still there.

"I'm going to make you something to eat." Duqian stood up and took out a red book from her bag, "Hey, our marriage certificate, there are policemen outside, I can't lie to you, no one but me You can believe it, you know?"

Yue Mo stared at her pretty face, and nodded hesitantly.

Du Qian suppressed the bitterness in her heart, and smiled at him with curved lips: "It will be ready soon, wait for me."

After speaking, she left the ward.

Yue Mo opened the marriage certificate in her hand.

"Duqian..." He read the name hoarsely, and an overwhelming emotion surged up in his heart, which made him a little sad.

Du Qian returned home and started cooking without stopping.

Du Sheng didn't know it yet, so he couldn't help but wonder when he saw her plunge into the kitchen, "Why did you come back so soon, why don't you kiss Teacher Yue for a while?"

The girl didn't speak for a long while.

When Du Sheng noticed something was wrong and walked over to look at it, he found that she didn't know when she was crying, but the movements of her hands didn't stop.

"What's wrong?" Du Sheng walked over and pressed down the knife in her hand, frowning: "Why are you crying like this?"

"Yue Mo lost his memory." Du Qian said softly, "I don't know if it will be cured."

Du Sheng was a little shocked when he heard this, "How could you lose your memory?"

Duqian didn't want to explain the reason, and continued to cook with her head down.

(End of this chapter)

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