The marriage battle is endless, the boss is getting more and more brave!

Chapter 130 Recovering Past Memories

In the hospital, in the VIP advanced ward.

Xiao Yan was leaning on the hospital bed, and Song Xiazhi was by his side to take care of him.

"Brother Xiao, you...why are you in the freezer with sister Qiao?"

Song Xiazhi was a little guilty and guilty. If she knew that brother Xiao was also in the refrigerator at that time, she would never have locked the door of the refrigerator.

However, why did Brother Xiao hide in the refrigerator with Qiao Mo?What the hell are they doing in the freezer?
Xiao Yan thinned his pale lips, and Wu Mo said, "I want to ask something, about the past between me and Qiao Mo."

Song Xiazhi clenched her little hands tightly. She rubbed the hem of her skirt, trying to calm herself down, "Didn't Brother Xiao figure everything out? What else does Brother Xiao want to ask?"

Do you really want to ask something clearly, or... just want to reconnect with Qiao Mo?
Xiao Yan's dark eyes sank slightly.

He is very contradictory now, on one side is Song Xiazhi and the child, on the other side is the woman who has been hurt by him and has always been in his heart.

His face was pale, he turned his head to stare at Song Xiazhi's face, and said word by word: "Zhizhi, if you were me, how would you choose?"

Song Xiazhi was stunned, and said with a small mouth: "Brother Xiao...you are still shaken."

"To be honest, I have lived a boring life for the past two years, but after Qiao Mo appeared, my heart was soon shaken."

Oh, it's ridiculous.

After deciding to be with the woman who had taken care of him and accompanied him for two years, Qiao Mo unexpectedly came back without warning.

Just like that, she casually appeared in front of him, causing him to fall into the whirlpool again.

"Brother Xiao, I..."

Xiao Yan's eyes fell on Song Xiazhi's lower abdomen, and he said lightly: "Don't worry, you have my child, and I will take all the responsibilities."

Love makes people impulsive, but Xiao Yan is not a person who can put aside all responsibilities and pursue love desperately.

He doesn't have that qualification.

Song Xiazhi bit her lip, restrained her emotions and said, "Even now, brother Xiao loves... sister Qiao, right?"

Xiao Yan turned his handsome face away, and did not answer again, but the most silent silence was the most powerful affirmative answer.

Holding back her tears, she grabbed her palms fiercely, got up, turned around and ran out of the ward.

Why did she pay ten times, one hundred times, one thousand times more than Qiao Mo, and Brother Xiao still has Qiao Mo in his heart?

What should she do?How can she keep brother Xiao?
The phone in his pocket vibrated.

Song Xiazhi took out his phone and saw the dazzling caller ID.

She was flustered, and immediately snapped off her trembling fingers.

This person should stop trying to blackmail her. If he continues to blackmail her like this, it will be a bottomless pit and it will get worse.

If elder brother Xiao knew about this, she would not be able to lift her head up for the rest of her life.

Do not……

She wanted this person not to blackmail her again, and...she wanted him to be unable to tell the truth for the rest of his life.

Then let him disappear completely.

She wiped the tears off her face, looked at the missed call on her phone, and dialed it again.

After the call was made, Song Xiazhi said in a cold voice, "Don't you want money? Let's meet and I'll pay you what you want in one lump sum."

The man was obviously greedy for profit, and upon hearing this, he immediately agreed, "Miss Song is still interested, and I will send the address to your phone later. See you tomorrow!"

After Song Xiazhi hung up the phone, with teary eyes, he smiled treacherously.

She has taken the first step and cannot turn back, so don't blame her for taking the second step.

Want to blackmail her?Oh, he asked for it!
This time, she will do it perfectly so that that person will never be able to blackmail her again!

On Xiao Yan's first day in hospital, Peter, his former attending doctor in Haicheng, came in to check him up.

Peter smiled and said, "Mr. Xiao, your body has recovered well in the past two years."

"Peter, is there a way to restore all my previous memories?"

After Song Xiazhi made the phone call and adjusted his mood, he was about to open the door to come in when he heard the conversation between Xiao Yan and Peter in the ward.

My heart beat hard.

Brother Xiao wants to restore his previous memories?

If brother Xiao recovered all the memories from two years ago, he might really leave her.

Song Xiazhi could almost guess why Brother Xiao agreed to the divorce with Qiao Mo, and why he faked the divorce with Qiao Mo.

Although the fact was clearly in front of her eyes, she still didn't believe it.

The reason for agreeing to the divorce is that she is afraid that she will be in danger, and the fake divorce... is because of reluctance.

Song Xiazhi hid behind the door, eavesdropping on the conversation between Xiao Yan and the doctor.

Peter shook his head, sighed and said, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xiao, no matter which country you go to now, there is no way to help you recover your lost memories, unless you go to find the fragments of memory again, maybe one day... you can't say It's recovery, just to let you know what the past was like. But restoring memory is an impossible thing."

Xiao Yan's black eyes sank.

Peter smiled again: "I see that Mr. Xiao has a wife and son now, why did he suddenly think of restoring his memory? Since he is also very happy now, the memory of the past is actually not important. The important thing is to be with the one he loves , whatever you care about, together, that's enough, Mr. Xiao, what do you think?"

What you love, what you care about...

Xiao Yan can't pursue it, he needs to shoulder the so-called responsibility.

"Thank you, Peter."

"This is what I should do. By the way, Mr. Xiao, your health is fine. After hanging up this bottle of water today, you can be discharged from the hospital."

Xiao Yan nodded and said nothing.

He picked up the phone on one side and slid to the phone number of "Jomo" in the address book.

He hesitated for a long while, but still, did not dial out.

On the other side, Jomo was in the hospital with a high fever.

Huo Xing was always taking care of her, she was confused with fever, her lips were chapped, and her pale face was flushed with sickness.

She seemed to be struggling in a nightmare, and she couldn't struggle out no matter what.

Her hand grabbed Huo Xing's hand all of a sudden.

Huo Xing held back, "Mo, don't be afraid, I'm here."

In Qiao Mo's mind, over and over again, it was a rampant van, which slammed into her fiercely, and she couldn't dodge it no matter what. She tried her best to protect her belly and her child, but that van, As if chasing her deliberately, he rushed towards her quickly.

"Kids... kids..."

Her voice was very weak, Huo Xing leaned closer to listen, "Mo, what are you talking about? Do you want some water?"

"My child... help... save my child..."

Huo Xing's heart sank.

She was still in the frightening memories of the past, and she couldn't escape no matter what.

How can she get out of that shadow?
Jomo's depressive symptoms seemed to get worse after returning to China.

Huo Xing walked out of the ward and called Feng Che.

"I want to take Qiao Mo back to New York for follow-up treatment as soon as possible. After Qiao Mo returned to Haicheng, his depression seems to have become more serious. Why face the past and untie the knot? Qiao Mo just can't see Xiao Yan, can't talk to Xiao Yan Face to face!"

Feng Che sighed on the other end of the phone, "Huo Xing, don't worry, Qiao Mo's heart disease was not caused in a day or two, so it will definitely take a long time to cure it."

"I don't care. I want to take her back to New York. She can't face up to her failed relationship and marriage with Xiao Yan. She can't get out of that shadow by herself!"

"Well, that's all it takes."

After Huo Xing hung up the phone, he let out a long breath.

When Jomo woke up, it was the next morning, feeling weak and sick.

Huo Xing stretched out his hand and touched her forehead, "The fever has finally subsided, you should worry about me to death."

Jomo didn't have the strength to speak, and only drooped his eyelashes.

Huo Xing said again: "Mo, look... How about going back to New York with me?"

It's not that Qiao Mo doesn't understand what Huo Xing means, she knows it all too well, what Huo Xing means is, leave Haicheng, never come back, never see Xiao Yan again.

She pursed her dry lips, "I don't want to talk about it now."

"Okay." Huo Xing had no choice but to say nothing for the time being, "Are you hungry? I'll go buy some porridge for you."

Jomo nodded and said nothing.

After Huo Xing left the ward, the little nurse came over to change Qiao Mo's water, and said enviously: "Miss Qiao, you are lucky. Your boyfriend is so handsome and considerate. I see that when you were sick, he would always I won't leave you! Watching you 24 hours a day!"

Jomo pulled his lips and smiled bitterly, "Yeah, he's fine."

It's just...she's not good enough for him.

Qiao Mo turned on the phone, checked the incoming calls and text messages, none of them were from Xiao Yan.

I don't know how Xiao Yan is doing now.

That night, they were in the freezer, even though they were about to be frozen into ice cubes, but Jomer was held in his arms, and he tasted a little bit of sweetness and happiness.

This feeling is extremely contradictory. On the one hand, it is difficult to face and wants to escape, but on the other hand, it has such a deep nostalgia.

back to new york...

Never see him again.

Going back to New York, marrying Huo Xing, and working hard seemed to be her only way out.

But why, she was afraid of those days that were planned before.

Huo Xing is a person who can give her a lot of security, but she is also afraid of what life will be like to marry someone she doesn't love.

When Huo Xing came back with the porridge, Qiao Mo leaned on the hospital bed and looked out the window blankly.

"Mo, what are you thinking?"

Jomo shook his head, "It's nothing, I'm just thinking, if I go back to New York, will I go back to Haicheng?"

"Since you're back in New York, Haicheng has nothing to worry about. Why do you want to go back? Of course, if you miss Job, I can accompany you back to visit relatives and see his old man."

Qiao Mo started to drink the porridge, but didn't say any more.

Huo Xing said again: "By the way, Komori is here. You can see him after you leave the hospital today."

"Komori?"

"Yeah, it's the Chinese boy adopted by my mother. He's only two years old, but he's very naughty and clever. Now the nanny is taking him, and he's going to make trouble for you when he gets home."

Qiao Mo listened silently. For a moment, she had the illusion that she and Huo Xing were really a couple. They had a two-year-old child, and Huo Xing was telling her how naughty the child was.

Jomo likes children. Two years ago, the pain of losing two children made her both like and fear them.

Huo Xing suddenly held her slender hand, "I will be Komori's father from now on, and you will be Komori's mother. Jomo, I have the confidence to heal you."

Qiao Mo frowned, "I have confidence in you, but I have never had any confidence in myself."

(End of this chapter)