Gong Shao proposed again today

Chapter 1222 Did he admit the wrong person? (48)

two months later.

Zhan Nanjue stayed beside Gong Shirao's hospital bed as usual.

Like Sleeping Beauty in a fairy tale, she slept for two months in one go.

Gong Shirao's body is slowly recovering, but she still has no sign of waking up.

On this day, Zhan Nanjue wanted to give Gong Shirao a nutritional injection as usual, but he noticed that Gong Shirao's fingers moved, and his eyelids seemed to be trying to open.

Zhan Nanjue quickly leaned over and held her hand, "Shirao? Shirao? Are you awake? Are you awake?"

Gong Shirao heard someone calling her, and slowly opened her eyes.

"Are you awake? Are you awake? Are you really awake?" Zhan Nanjue shook her hand excitedly.

When she saw Zhan Nanjue's face, she suddenly reached out her hand and slapped him hard as if she had seen some horrible scene.

Zhan Nanjue was stunned.

Gong Shirao was also stunned.

She hastily withdrew her hand from Zhan Nanjue's and asked him coldly, "Who are you? Why are you grabbing my hand? What exactly are you trying to do? Why am I here!"

Zhan Nanjue looked at Gong Shirao in shock, and he instinctively stretched out his hand towards her: "Shirao...you..."

"Don't touch me!!" Gong Shirao excitedly brushed his hand away.

The nutrient solution hit the ground, shattering debris and transparent liquid all over the place.

Gong Shirao seemed to have seen a similar scene somewhere, and searched her memory carefully, only to feel a splitting headache.

"I'm Zhan Nanjue." Zhan Nanjue said.

"I don't know you, go away, go away!!"

At the door, Beitang heard Gong Shirao's voice and hurried in.

"Shirao, how are you, Shirao...it's me...I'm my brother!!"

When Gong Shirao heard Beitang's voice, her original panic finally eased a little.

"Brother?" She looked at Beitang, chewing the word slowly.

Bei Tang nodded heavily. "do you remember?"

"Brother!" Gong Shirao looked at Beitang suspiciously, as if looking for the appearance in his memory, after a while, as if she had confirmed something, she hugged Beitang, "It's really you? But Why don't you look like a 15-year-old at all?" It's like growing up by several years all of a sudden.

She clearly remembered how he was still childish before.

"...15 years old?" Beitang looked at Gong Shirao with strange eyes.

"Aren't you 15 years old? I remember correctly that we were born in the same year, the same month, and the same day!" Gong Shirao said.

"..."

Beitang froze, and Zhan Nanjue seemed to feel something too.

"Brother, what are you thinking?" Gong Shirao asked Beitang.

"...Shirao, what year is it now?" Beitang asked her.

"August 2010..."

"Shirao, how many years are you talking about?"

"2010. Brother..."

"It's 2017 now. Shirao, you are 22 years old. Have you really forgotten?"

"What are you talking about? I don't understand." Gong Shirao reached out and stroked his forehead, "I don't have a fever."

Beitang embraced Gong Shirao and turned her body to Zhan Nanjue, "Then do you remember him?"

Gong Shirao looked into Zhan Nanjue's eyes again, only to feel that her breathing became extremely constricted again, her head seemed to be blocked by something, it hurt so much that she almost couldn't breathe.

She felt very uncomfortable, and quickly moved her eyes away, squeezed behind Beitang, and shook her head, "Brother, I hate him so much, can you let him go!?"

"You know him?"

"I don't know. But I don't know why, but I just don't like it."

(End of this chapter)