Granting You Deep Feelings, May You Treasure It

"I once said that when we met on the 30th anniversary, we will celebrate together. Now that you don't want to see me so much, you don't have to wait until that time. Just tomorrow, tomorrow I will cook some dishes myself."

She stretched out her hand to wipe away the tears in her eyes, "We...so get together and relax!"

After speaking, she moved and walked out.

The ward returned to quiet, and everything seemed to be back to when she had never been.

Old Yan walked in and looked at him worriedly, "Master, are you okay?"

Mo Qianshan did not speak, but quietly looked at the sky outside the window.

"Master, I blamed me for being bad. I felt soft for a while... But Madam, she kneeled to me... I really am..."

Old words blame themselves very much.

"Lao Yan, go and open the window!" Lao Yan walked over and opened the window.

Mo Qianshan slowly got up, walked down to the window, and his gaze fell on the woman who was drifting away downstairs.

That was what Old Yan saw, the most painful look in the master's eyes.

He has never been so sad, his eyes are red, and the tears have been condensed at the end of his eyes for a long time.

"She said, my favorite woman is not her!"

A hoarse voice sounded in the silent room.

"Haha..." Then, he smiled.

It was obviously laughter, but it brought an extremely bleak tone, which was uncomfortable.

The next day Subei received a call from Lao Yan, saying that Mo Qianshan's test results had come out, and asked her to go to the hospital.

Subei did not hesitate and rushed to the hospital soon.

The attending doctor was the best brain professor in Liangcheng. Hua Jinan was with her at the time, so he accompanied her.

The professor's expression was heavy. He said, "Mr. Mo did have a brain tumor, but it is not a simple brain tumor."

Su Bei was puzzled, "You mean, vicious?"

The professor said, "The only luck is that the tumor is not malignant."

Subei is even more confused, "Then what do you mean, I don't understand!"

"It seems that Mrs. Hua doesn't know about Mr. Mo's previous cases."

Said the professor.

Subei shook his head, "Previous case? Sorry, I have never seen his case."

Hua Jinan said in a low voice, "Professor, please tell her carefully."

The professor nodded and took out a brain XT and placed it under the light, "Look, Mrs. Hua, this is a brain supplement XT provided by Mr. Yan from Mr. Mo more than ten years ago. Mr. Mo was shot in the brain, and it remains inside. A bullet."

He pointed to one of the shadows, "It's here. Because he missed the best time for the operation, when Mr. Mo recovered his memory and wanted to perform the operation, the bullet had transferred to the cerebral artery and it was pierced. The blood vessel wall. So, this operation is extremely dangerous."

"In the end, Mr. Mo chose conservative treatment, and the bullet did not metastasize. However, in the end, the situation we were worried about still appeared. There was a small blood oozing in the blood vessel wall. Since Mr. Mo did not check in time recently, hematoma eventually formed. "

Su Bei frowned and asked softly, "You just said that he was shot more than ten years ago?"

The professor nodded, "Yes."

"Then he lost his memory?"

The whole person in Northern Jiangsu became nervous.

"Yes. Mrs. Hua doesn't know?"

"How long, how long has he lost his memory?"

Subei got up from the chair.

"According to Mr. Yan, it is five years!"

The professor replied.

Amnesia?

Five years!