Mr. Shen, your wife is going to be snatched away!

"Good morning sir."

Shi Yao was so happy as never before, but for some reason, there was still a fog in her heart. Something was lashing out at her, but she didn't know what it was.

The doctor didn't expect Shi Yao to be so polite. He used to call him doctor, but now he calls him sir.

I have to say, this title is pretty good.

Makes you feel extremely polite.

"Hello, miss, let me take a look at your body."

Shi Yao sat aside obediently, waiting for the results of the examination.

I saw the doctor frowning slightly.

He quickly stretched out and looked at her with a smile.

"Okay, it's nothing serious. I just haven't had a good rest these past few days. Do you often have nightmares?"

Shi Yao nodded heavily.

"It's true that I have nightmares almost every night, but I don't know what they are now. I seem to have lost my memory, right?"

"There's no amnesia, it's just a dream."

"Nothing at all."

"You have to believe that some dreams don't have any images in them."

Shi Yao nodded and did not continue.

Since the doctor has already said this, I can't go on.

He smiled and said a few words before sending the doctor out.

Then he turned around again, lay on the bed, took out his phone and looked through it.

I found out that I had an account with millions of followers.

Click to check it out, it contains a short story written by yourself.

A story about a nursing home.

Every little story carries a truth.

Shi Yao could still think of it now, but suddenly she was attracted by a piece of news.

It says.

"My handsome boy and beautiful girl, when will you open for business? Miss Shi Yao and Brother Shen Chenyuan, why don't you two come out for business? We are also looking forward to reading your little story."

Shi Yao hesitated.

Who is this Shen Chenyuan?

It looks like he is a person.

But he didn't recognize it at all, so he frowned and looked at it carefully.

Suddenly an incredible possibility came to mind.

Isn't this person a character in your fantasy? Just like these short stories, some people write out the protagonists in their own stories.

If this is really the case, it seems that Shen Chenyuan is also the person he cherishes the most, right?
Since everyone is waiting to see the story of two people.

Shi Yao thinks it's absolutely okay.

Turn on the computer and start writing.

Just write whatever plot is good, just don't miss any small details.

Shi Yao writes a fantasy story about two people.

For example, if two people live alone together, Shen Chenyuan will cook whatever they want to eat. And now that she is pregnant, Shen Chenyuan will take good care of herself and will never abandon herself.

Each short story is sweeter than the last.

Everyone is more excited than the other.

Keep brushing down.

"I'm so happy! I knew the big brother and big sister were the happiest!"

"Oh my god! If my husband had taken such good care of me during pregnancy! I would have given birth to a monkey for him!"

"Happiness, happiness! Unprecedented happiness!"

Shi Yao finished writing and rubbed his shoulders.

Close the computer and set it aside.

The doctor walked out, glanced at the people next to him, and let out a long sigh.

"Indirect amnesia and traumatic depression are difficult to treat. If Mr. Shen Yuan doesn't come over, the lady won't get better. But looking at the situation now, even if she comes over, she may not be able to get better."

Several adults were a little confused when they heard this.

The old man even walked over on crutches.

"What do you mean? Say it again."

The doctor repeated what had just happened.

"Because permanent trauma has been caused, the young lady will shield herself from some not-so-good things. Although I don't know what Mr. Shen did to the young lady, I know that the young lady probably doesn't want to think about it."

"Because the young lady will deceive herself and think that everything is nothing. This is the biggest problem."

"It obviously happened, but we still pretend it didn't happen."

"This is even more terrifying."

The old man took two steps back and leaned against the wall indifferently.

At this moment, I don’t want to say anything.

This was the first time that Fu's father knew about this disease, and he never thought that his daughter would be like this.

His daughter really made too many somersaults on Shen Chenyuan.

I can't understand it every time I say it, and I can't listen to it every time I say it.

This is already very uncomfortable.

So he stood aside, motionless.

Fu Zhiyue asked curiously at this time.

"Is there no other way to treat it? No, right?"

"We don't have it for the time being, but we can try to get Mr. Shen to come back, and the two of us can meet and have a chat."

"There is only one way now."

In fact, this is completely unrealistic.

Where is Shen Chenyuan now? They don't know what they are doing.

How to get people back?
Everyone was silent and sent the doctor away.

The old man felt particularly distressed. He opened the door and quietly took a look at Shi Yao who was sleeping inside.

His red eyes were wide open and he was not calm at all now.

"Why did my Yaoyao become like this? How could something like this happen?"