Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 1005 It may be like this for the rest of my life

Meng Chen nodded: "I'll go there later."

Josnian fell into deep thought.

Congestion in the brain, waking up suddenly, the possibility of amnesia is very high, but it is not known whether it is temporary amnesia or permanent amnesia.

Josnian frowned, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

The head is still aching, and the cramping pain in the heart has not disappeared.

"Master Qiao, don't go, I'll go and report the truth when I come back." Meng Chen said hastily.

"Prepare the car." Josnian ordered and entered the locker room.

"..." Meng Chen was helpless.

Josnian quickly changed into a white shirt and unbuttoned two of the collar buttons. Although his face was pale, it was hard to hide his innate aura.

Expensive, cold.

When going out, I happened to meet Han Yurou.

"Master Qiao, do you want to go out? It's very hot outside, what can I do for you?" Han Yurou asked quickly.

This body hasn't recovered yet, why is it going out?very important thing?
"You go back first," Josnian said.

"Anthracene, okay, then take care of yourself." Han Yurou knew that Josnian had always said one thing, "Mr. Meng, please take care of Master Qiao."

"know."

Josnian and Meng Chen walked downstairs side by side.

Han Yurou behind her sighed, what is more important than her own body?
How can I bear it if this goes on?
She knew that Josnian was busy with work and had a lot of entertainment.

But you can't overdraw your body like this...

Meng Chen drove to another hospital. Along the way, Josnian had already called Fang Cheng's attending physician.

Not long after Fang Cheng woke up, he had been sitting on the hospital bed without saying a word or moving.

After examination, Fang Cheng did indeed lose his memory and could not remember anything.

But doctors aren't sure how long it will take him to regain his memory.

If there is any major stimulus, it may be able to recover in a day or two, if not, it may be like this for a lifetime.

Josnian's face was deep, and his eyes were invisible, like a deep pool of water, bottomless.

Enter the ward.

Fang Cheng was standing at the window, the light blue curtains were half drawn, he stood silently by himself, not speaking.

After lying on the bed for nearly half a year, he lost weight again.

He was originally thin, but now he looked even thinner, and his large hospital gown was empty.

The nurse had cut his hair, but it was refreshing, no different from before.

Josnian and Meng Chen entered the ward at the same time, followed by the doctor.

Hearing the movement, Fang Cheng turned his head and looked at Josnian with surprise and indifferent eyes.

His face was pale and bloodless, but he was still very young, looking like a boy of eighteen or nineteen years old.

Especially the shallow broken bangs, which set off his youthfulness even more.

Fang Cheng looked at Josnian and Meng Chen blankly, without saying a word.

The only person he is familiar with now is the doctor behind them. After waking up, that doctor is the one he sees the most.

"Fangcheng." Josnian called out and stepped forward.

"Who are you?" Fang Cheng's head began to ache, and there was pain between his brows.

He couldn't remember this man.

Not even the slightest sense of familiarity.

"He is the Master Qiao I told you about." The doctor stepped forward to coax Fang Cheng, "Do you remember?"

Fang Cheng shook his head in a daze, his eyes lacked any luster.

The pupils are constricted and the eyes are slack.

He really didn't know Master qiao.

"It's okay." Josnian said lightly, "It's fine if you don't recognize it, and cooperate with the doctor for treatment."

(End of this chapter)