The wicked wife is pregnant again and again, and she takes her whole family flying with her spatial

Yu Lian got up early for work and saw medical staff carrying Li Yanshen, whose face was covered in blood, into a car. She ran over to the old man and found out what had happened.

"Why would a perfectly healthy person bang their head against a wall?"

Yu Lian couldn't think of a reasonable reason, but she recalled how he was covered in blood when they first met.

Could it be that they have some kind of enemy?

No one would suddenly appear on the street covered in blood for no reason, and the police didn't give a specific reason at the time.

It was fine during the day yesterday.

Seeing that she would be late if she didn't leave soon, and knowing that Li Yanshen had people in the community to look after him, Yu Lian stopped worrying and drove away.

On the way to the hospital, Li Yanshen opened his eyes.

The old man glanced at his bewildered look and explained the current situation to him.

"Don't be afraid, we'll go home after the bandage is bandaged up."

Unexpectedly, this time Li Yanshen did not resist and went to the hospital, quietly closing his eyes to rest.

He didn't say a word all the way to the hospital. The old man thought he was weak and urged the medical staff to examine him.

The test results came out slowly. After treating his wound, Li Yanshen lay down on a hospital bed in the hospital corridor.

He was sleeping soundly, and the old man couldn't wake him.

The old man quietly made a phone call and brought him some food.

Two hours later, the doctor brought the test results to Mr. Chen and Li Yanshen.

"These are the test results. You have a concussion and need to be hospitalized for observation. Go pay the fees and complete the hospitalization procedures."

The nurse's name was Li Yanshen. He looked pained, with gauze covering most of his head, but the blankness in his eyes was clearly visible to everyone watching him.

Grandpa Chen gestured to the newly arrived nurse, telling her that Li Yanshen was mentally unstable.

The nurse nodded uncertainly, then looked at Li Yanshen in disbelief.

The handsome man with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, exuding power, turned out to be an idiot; it's such a jarring contrast.

"Okay, sir, come find him at 513 after you pay your bill."

The nurse took Li Yanshen's arm and helped him forward step by step.

As soon as Li Yanshen stood up, he felt dizzy and was about to fall. Instead of grabbing the nurse next to him for help, he crashed heavily into the wall.

Leaning against the wall, he slowly slid down to the ground. A nurse asked someone to bring him a wheelchair, and the three of them worked together to help him into the wheelchair and take him to the ward.

When Grandpa Chen returned after paying the bill, he saw Li Yanshen sitting painfully against the wall, but he didn't make a sound.

"Xiao Li, is someone trying to frame you? When the police arrive, you'd better speak carefully."

Li Yanshen did not answer, and lay on the bed in pain.

Seeing this, Grandpa Chen called for the doctors and nurses.

After asking him for a long time, he finally opened his mouth and uttered two words in a lukewarm tone: "Headache."

He struggled violently, sweating profusely. The doctor temporarily prescribed him a sedative, and after one injection, the ward returned to quiet.

He still did not wake up after the police arrived.

Only one person was left to guard him, as they suspected that someone wanted to harm Li Yanshen in order to seize the huge fortune he was to inherit.

in the afternoon.

When Li Yanshen woke up, Grandpa Chen went up to him and asked if he was hungry.

"Hungry."

Grandpa Chen placed the food he got from the canteen on the small table, but Li Yanshen didn't even glance at it.

"I want to eat what Mom makes!"

Upon hearing this, Grandpa Chen realized that the child had hit his head and was still not fully recovered, even though his mother had been dead for a long time.

"Then wait here, I'll go get it for you and be right back."

Grandpa Chen has passed away.

Ling Jie looked at Li Yanshen alone, and Li Yanshen was also sizing her up.

"Li Yanshen, have you been doing well on your own these past few days? If you find it inconvenient, we can arrange for someone else to come to your home to take care of you."

It took Lingjie two or three minutes to get his reply.

"Who are you? Do you know me?"

Ling Jie, a police officer, keenly sensed that something was amiss when she asked two profound questions in quick succession.

"Don't you recognize me?" Sister Ling's expression turned serious, her eyes filled with scrutiny and inquiry as she carefully observed Li Yanshen in front of her.

"Why should I get to know you? I'm looking for my mother."

As Li Yanshen spoke, his face showed aversion to outsiders, and his body language revealed a defensive state.

Realizing something was wrong, Sister Ling got up, walked to the door, grabbed a passing nurse at random, and went to call the attending physician.

Based on Li Yanshen's two experiences, they became increasingly suspicious that he might have offended some powerful person in the past.

"Doctor, his dementia symptoms seem to be getting worse. Before, even though he was mentally impaired, he could still recognize me."

The doctor wasn't sure either; after a simple examination, they couldn't find anything wrong.

"We'll do a detailed brain scan tomorrow so we can draw a conclusion. But for now, it seems most likely that it was affected."

"Yes, thank you for your help, doctor."

"You're welcome. Please call us immediately if anything happens."

After watching the doctor leave, Sister Ling sat back down and stared intently at Li Yanshen.

Li Yanshen felt uncomfortable under her gaze, so he turned around and covered his head with his hands.

Soon, Grandpa Chen returned with the food.

It was still placed on the small table so he could eat by himself.

But he noticed the problem without even picking up a spoon.

"This isn't what my mom makes at all. I want my mom's. Colorful shredded strips wrapped together to eat."

He resisted the food in front of him, like a picky, tantrum-throwing child.

There was no way around it. Even knowing he was almost thirty, arguing with a fool wasn't a wise choice.

"Okay, okay, tell me what the colorful strands taste like?"

But discussing problems with an idiot is mostly a waste of time.

In the end, neither of them figured out what the colorful shreds were.

Sister Ling was puzzled. According to the information, Li Yanshen and his mother were both natives of Hong Kong. Logically speaking, if it was really a local Hong Kong delicacy, she should know about it.

"This is really a problem for me, officer."

"Uncle, sit down and rest. You've been busy all morning. Let's let him go hungry for a few hours, then he'll definitely eat."

After all, he had used this trick on Li Yanshen at the police station before, and it had been very effective.

This time, however, the two underestimated Li Yanshen's stubbornness. He still hadn't eaten or drunk anything by the afternoon.

The old man had other things to do at home, so he entrusted Li Yanshen to Sister Ling and left first.

Back in the community, Grandpa Chen first went to Li Yanshen's house, found him two changes of clothes, and planned to deliver them to him that evening.

When she came out to lock the door, she ran into Yu Lian, who was driving home.

Yu Lian was a little curious about the situation, so she took the initiative to greet the old man and asked about Li Yanshen.

"Oh dear, this child is so pitiful. I wonder if he did something bad in the past that has caused his enemies to come to his door again and again."

"He was already mentally challenged, and now after hitting his head a few times, he's even more mentally challenged. He doesn't recognize people anymore, and he refuses to eat, insisting on eating his mother's colorful shredded vegetables... He hasn't even drunk water since this morning. It's really giving me a headache..."

Upon hearing the old man's description, an answer came to Yu Lian's mind.