Paranoid!Crazy batch!The real daughter is a black lotus

Chapter 237 Let’s fold a thousand paper cranes, shall we?
The trees swayed slightly, rustling, and blew a few strands of hair on Shen Que's temples. The dazzling sunlight shone on Shen Que's eyebrows, and his eyelashes trembled imperceptibly as if he felt something.

Jiang Jingchen looked at the weather, stood up, and said to himself: "Let's go back."

He reached out to push the wheelchair and returned to the ward.

At night, the hour hand points to twelve and the minute hand points to one. The evening breeze blows into the ward from the unclosed balcony, and the curtains dance with the wind.

Jiang Jingchen was awakened by a burst of coldness. He rubbed his eyes and sat up. He frowned when he saw the window opened. He remembered to close it. Why?
Looking back at his side, there was nothing. Jiang Jingchen's pupils shrank and he hurriedly stood up and started searching in the ward.

"That's right, that's right."

"Indeed."

He searched around the ward but didn't see Shen Que. When Jiang Jingchen panicked, he turned around and pressed the emergency bell, turned around and ran out.

Sheng Xun and the nurse hurried over and saw Jiang Jingchen looking panicked. Without waiting to ask, Jiang Jingchen said that Shen was indeed missing.

"Don't worry, we'll check the surveillance. Think on the bright side. Maybe Shen Ye is awake?"

Jiang Jingchen remained silent as the group of them walked towards the monitoring room.

After turning a corner, everyone saw Shen Que walking aimlessly in a hospital gown. His hair was disheveled and he hadn't eaten for many days. The hospital gown looked a little too big.

At the same time, Shen Que also saw them, but he didn't seem to recognize them. He just stood still and looked at them eagerly.

Jiang Jingchen walked over quickly, with uncontrollable joy in his eyes, but before he got close, Shen Que stepped back with a wary look on his face.

This time, Jiang Jingchen was not the only one with a smile on his face.

"Indeed, I am brother, Jiang Jingchen." He said, trying to get closer.

Shen Que's brown phoenix eyes were like those of a young animal, full of vigilance. When he took a step closer, she took a step back.

A hint of pain appeared in Jiang Jingchen's eyes, and he turned to Sheng Xun and shouted, "What's going on?"

Sheng Xun was also confused: "You need to check to find out."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingchen took a deep breath and said in a gentle voice: "It's true, it's cold outside, shall we go back?" His feet moved slowly.

The next second, Shen Que turned around and started running as if he was frightened.

Everyone was startled and subconsciously wanted to chase him. Jiang Jingchen raised his hand to stop him: "Don't follow me. I'll go by myself."

After saying that, he strode towards Shen Que.

Before Xu's physical strength could be restored, Shen Que ran downstairs and lost the strength to run again.

Jiang Jingchen saw her leaning against the wall, his eyes showing distress, and he slowed down and approached.

Shen Que suddenly turned his head and met his eyes, his eyes still alert.

"Indeed."

Without saying a word, Shen Que turned around and started to run again. This time Jiang Jingchen was prepared and took three steps and then two steps to reach out and hold her in his arms.

Shen Que began to struggle.

"Exactly, what's wrong with you? I'm Jiang Jingchen, have you forgotten?" Jiang Jingchen whispered in her ear with a hoarse voice.

Shen Que didn't say anything, but opened his mouth and bit his bare arm.

Jiang Jingchen hissed. Seeing Shen Que like this, his memory couldn't help but go back to the first time they met. Shen Que was also like this at that time. She would be wary when seeing strangers and bite when others came near her.

Thinking of this, Jiang Jingchen said tentatively: "Hey, dear, let's fold a thousand origami cranes, okay?"

Shen Que's eyes lit up, and Jiang Jingchen clearly felt the pain in his hands lessen, but he was not happy.

At one o'clock in the morning, Meng Nanxi, Su Nan, and Sheng Xun were standing in the ward, holding a pile of paper cranes and sitting on the hospital bed, frowning so hard that they could kill a fly.

Jiang Jingchen sat next to him, folding paper cranes slowly with his hands: "Are you just standing there like a wooden man? Let me tell you the result." Hearing this, Sheng Xun and Su Nan looked at each other in the air, and stretched out their hands to push Meng Nanxi out.

Meng Nanxi was unprepared and was pushed to stagger. She looked back at the instigator, calmed down her emotions, turned her head, and said with a calm expression: "If you are right, it is indeed because you woke up too early, and your brain has not fully recovered, and your memory has not recovered yet." Not fully open,
so."

Meng Nanxi didn't say anything else, and Jiang Jingchen also understood that he had guessed something when he said those words just now. Jiang Jingchen's hand movements stopped and his eyes darkened a bit.

Suddenly, a white paper crane was placed on his lap. Looking up, he saw Shen Que blinking his eyes before lowering his head to play with the others.

Seeing this, Jiang Jingchen felt various emotions in his heart.

The next day, others learned the news and came to the hospital. As soon as they entered the room, Shen Que shrank into the quilt. Jiang Jingchen hurriedly coaxed him gently so as not to be like last night again.

Qian Rui and Zhou Yu couldn't help but blush when they saw this scene.

Meng Nanxi told them again. After everyone listened, they didn't know whether they should be happy or not.

Zhou Yu: "How long will it take to recover?"

"We're not very sure about this." Meng Nanxi closed the report and carefully considered her words: "I've encountered this before. Their recovery cycles are not fixed, and they can be long or short."

"How long is the longest?" Qian Rui asked.

"Three years."

After hearing this answer, everyone's hearts suddenly sank.

Qian Rui asked again: "Where's the shortest one?"

"Three days." Meng Nanxi comforted them: "It's a good thing to be awake now, right? The memory can be recovered, but it's not impossible to recover, and those memories are not good memories, right."

They smiled forcedly, obviously not comforted.

In the afternoon, I wanted to take Shen Que to Shen's house, but that was inconvenient. It was not possible to go to Qian's house or Yinjiang. Finally, Meng Nanxi came up with an idea and took Shen Que to No. 0, Jinhai Bay.

The place is big and everything is convenient.

Jiang Jingchen took Shen Que back to his room, while Qian Rui and the others were busy downstairs.

He opened the door, led Shen Que to the sofa and sat down, then squatted down and took off her shoes.

Shen Que retracted his feet and played with paper cranes on the sofa, just like her when she was three or four years old, silent, quiet, and so well-behaved that it made people feel distressed.

Jiang Jingchen walked into the bathroom and didn't come out for a long time.

Shen Que seemed to be aware of it. She walked to the bathroom with her bare feet holding the paper crane, and cautiously looked in. When she saw the man lying beside the sink with his head lowered and sobbing silently, she subconsciously walked in.

Jiang Jingchen noticed someone approaching, straightened up, turned his back to her, raised his hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes, then turned around, with a smile on his face, and his voice was soft and hoarse: "Do you really want to go to the bathroom?"

Seeing her bare feet, he reached out and picked her up: "Shall we put on our shoes first?"

Both words and actions reveal caution.

Shen Que said nothing, stretched out his arms to hold him in his arms, and patted his back gently with one hand.

Jiang Jingchen's body stiffened: "That's right."

She still didn't speak.

The tip of Jiang Jingchen's nose felt sour, and he reached out to hold her tightly in his arms, burying his head in her neck: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

She said she wanted to protect her, but in the end she had to bear it on her own, and there was nothing she could do.

Shen Que curled his lips and placed one hand on his head, gently and softly, comforting him, but she didn't know why she did this, it was just instinct.

(End of this chapter)