Addiction sets in at night; even the abstinent older man has fallen for it.

Fu Zhengting gets a headache whenever he tries to think.

But his immense curiosity compelled him to recall.

When I close my eyes, all I see is that scene of a large crowd.

The image was blurry, and he couldn't make out anyone's face. He wanted to see it clearly.

I opened and closed my eyes several times, but I still couldn't see clearly.

The more I think about it, the more my head hurts.

"what!"

He clutched his head and whispered, wishing he could crack open his skull to see what memories were inside.

"Brother Shen!"

"President Fu!"

Han Huimin and Anan spoke almost simultaneously, trying to grab Fu Zhengting's hand and take it off.

The attending physician happened to be making rounds when he heard Fu Zhengting's painful cries outside the ward. Startled, he pushed open the half-closed ward door and strode in.

Seeing that situation, he stood by the hospital bed, adopting the air of a doctor, and sternly reprimanded her, "I told you to rest and recover first and not to think about anything for now, but you're not listening. There's no use in being anxious; the more anxious you are, the less you'll remember."

"Relax and don't think about anything."

The attending physician then instructed Han Huimin and Anan, "You two help him lie down properly."

The two did as instructed.

As soon as Fu Zhengting lay down, his mind went blank, and he saw no images. The pain disappeared.

The attending physician was a little helpless. "If you want to get better sooner, don't torture yourself. You're only 35 years old, what's the rush? As long as you're alive, you'll have plenty of time to regain your memory."

Han Huimin echoed this sentiment.

"Yes, you can't rush things. If you're too hasty, it will backfire."

Anan glared at Han Huimin.

It's all because you deliberately provoked Fu Zhengting to search for his memories.

Han Huimin was a little embarrassed; he had indeed intended to use reverse psychology to provoke Fu Zhengting.

The attending physician looked at the two of them with a serious expression. He felt it was necessary to emphasize, "Don't blame me for not warning you, once a wound causes secondary damage, it becomes very fragile. At that point, it won't be as simple as just amnesia. You need to weigh the pros and cons yourselves: is your life more important or is regaining your memories more important?"

Han Huimin hadn't expected the outcome to be so serious. She kept her mouth shut and dared not have any more thoughts of provoking Fu Zhengting to regain his memories.

The attending physician was still worried and began to give Fu Zhengting a thorough examination.

Fortunately, there was nothing seriously wrong.

Fu Zhengting stared blankly at the attending physician in front of him, feeling a great sense of regret.

He almost managed to recall some of his memories just now.

After the attending physician finished the examination, he asked, "How much longer until the bandage on my head can be removed?"

"That depends on your own recovery. If the injury heals quickly, then you can have it removed sooner." The attending physician didn't forget to take the opportunity to give another warning.

Fu Zhengting remained silent.

Anyway, he can only lie there like a corpse now, unable to do anything or think anything.

The attending physician glanced at the fruit basket on the table and added, "Also, I've emphasized this repeatedly: for now, you can only eat liquids; you can't eat fruits or anything like that."

Anan knew the doctor meant well, but he felt it was a bit long-winded to keep repeating himself. He picked up two apples from the fruit basket, stuffed them into the attending physician's hands, and grinned at him, "Doctor, we were actually planning to eat these apples ourselves, but you can have some too. We understand, and we'll definitely remember this lesson this time."

Seeing that the attending physician didn't intend to take it, he simply stuffed it into the attending physician's white coat pocket, saying, "Dr. Liu, you've worked hard."

The attending physician chuckled, raising an eyebrow in feigned displeasure. "Are you trying to bribe me? And then get rid of me?!"

Anan knew the attending physician was joking, but still smiled and said, "It was Dr. Liu who said we should keep quiet."

The attending physician put away his playful mood, gave the instructions one last time, and then left.

Anan glanced at the fruit basket.

Shen Ge can't eat it, and he doesn't really like eating fruit.

He picked up the fruit basket and asked Han Huimin to take it back.

Han Huimin frowned slightly. "How can we take this fruit back? You can give it to the doctors and nurses at the hospital."

Anan thought of Jiang Hui and decided to save half of it for her.

"Mr. Fu, I have to go to the company now, I'll come see you again when I'm done."

Han Huimin glanced at the watch on her wrist, then at Fu Zhengting on the hospital bed, and turned to leave.

Seeing that Fu Zhengting still had that blank expression, Anan was afraid that he would still try to recall the memories, so she pulled the blanket up to cover him tightly and gently patted Fu Zhengting's chest through the blanket, saying softly like she was coaxing a child, "Brother Shen, listen to me, don't think about it. It's a rare opportunity to sleep in, so sleep as much as you want."

Fu Zhengting found Anan a bit annoying, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Anan smiled and picked up the fruit basket, heading to Jiang Hui's hospital room.

Just then, a nurse came in to deliver breakfast, and he gave her two apples.

The nurse was too embarrassed to accept it, so he simply stuffed it into the nurse's uniform pocket.

Xiao Hailan and Jiang Hui were already awake and were having breakfast.

He pretended not to see Xiao Hailan, his gaze fixed on Jiang Hui's face, and placed the fruit basket on an empty spot on the table. "Aunt Jiang, have some fruit after you finish your meal."

Jiang Hui felt embarrassed to accept all of it, and said to Anan with a smile, "It's too much, we can't finish it all, you can take half."

Anan shrugged. "I don't like eating fruit. If you can't finish it, give it to the nurse so the others can eat it together."

Hearing what Anan said, Jiang Hui didn't know what to say.

She saw apples, grapes, and strawberries in the fruit basket, all of which Mu Tiantian liked to eat.

If only Sweetie were here, we could eat our fill at once.

Thinking of Mu Tiantian fills my heart with longing.

With Tian Tian not around, I always feel like something is missing.

I felt empty and uneasy when I went to sleep last night.

Seeing that Xiao Hailan was there, Anan didn't want to linger any longer. "I won't disturb your meal. I'm going back to watch over Brother Shen."

Xiao Hailan could tell that Anan was rejecting her. She really wanted to go in with Anan to see Fu Zhengting, but she was afraid of being kicked out.

Jiang Hui felt bad seeing Xiao Hailan's humble and bitter appearance.

"Alan, let's see Ashen again tonight." She put down her chopsticks and squeezed Xiao Hailan's hand.

Xiao Hailan gave Jiang Hui a warm smile and then nodded.

Fortunately, not everyone dislikes her.

At least Tian Tian and Jiang Hui understand her.

After breakfast, she asked Jiang Hui, "Hui, would you like an apple? I'll peel one for you."

Jiang Hui likes to eat apples, and nodded with a smile.

Xiao Hailan took the apple into the kitchen to wash it.

There were knives in the kitchen, so she took a small knife and came out to peel something while chatting with Jiang Hui. Jiang Hui told her about the funny things that happened when Mu Tiantian was a child.

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When Ling Jieyu arrived at the company, he held a meeting as usual. After returning to the president's office, he was so tired from not sleeping last night that he could fall asleep in front of the computer.

The secretary brought in documents for him to sign. Seeing that he hadn't even opened his eyes while signing, she asked curiously, "President, what were you doing last night? You look so tired."