Returning to my senior year of high school before college, I became addicted to dating.

Liu Jiaqi rushed over and knelt down next to Lin Feng.

She frantically tried to cover Lin Feng's head wound, but blood was seeping out from between her fingers, and she couldn't stop it at all.

"Raymond Lam! Raymond Lam, wake up! Don't scare me!"

Her voice changed, trembling with sobs, and tears streamed down her face, dripping onto Lin Feng's face.

Lin Feng didn't react; his eyes were closed, and his face was as white as paper.

Liu Jiaqi held his head, her whole body trembling:

"Why didn't you dodge? How could you be so stupid!"

She held Lin Feng's head in her arms, her face pressed against his, tears mixed with blood, smearing her face.

"I know you like me, I know all of that..."

She cried uncontrollably, sobbing, "...Don't die, please don't die...What will I do if you die...?"

Raymond Lam was not actually dizzy.

Or rather, he was only dizzy for a second or two.

His head was throbbing as if it were about to split open, and his ears were still ringing, but he was conscious.

He felt Liu Jiaqi hugging him; her embrace was soft and fragrant, and he could feel Liu Jiaqi's smooth face.

Lin Feng had only one thought in his mind: this blow was definitely worth it.

He even felt it wasn't enough and that he should get two more blows.

Liu Jiaqi cried for about half a minute before suddenly realizing what was happening. She frantically took out her phone, her fingers trembling as she pressed the wrong number several times before finally succeeding.

"Hello? Is this 120? Someone here has been beaten! Their head is covered in blood! At...at..."

She looked around. "It's in the alley behind the Fourth Middle School! Yes! Hurry! Please hurry!"

After hanging up the phone, she hugged Lin Feng's head again, whispering, "It's okay, it's okay, the ambulance is coming soon... Lin Feng, hang in there..."

Lin Feng leaned against her, his eyes closed, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up slightly.

Fortunately, Liu Jiaqi didn't see it.

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The 120 ambulance in Huanan County is just a white, beat-up van without even an emergency warning light. The words "Huanan County People's Hospital" are painted in blue on the side, but the paint is peeling off.

When the car arrived at the alley entrance, two men in white coats got out and jogged over carrying a stretcher.

A young male doctor squatted down, pried open Lin Feng's eyelids to take a look, and then touched the wound on his head.

"It needs stitches. Come on, lend a hand."

Liu Jiaqi helped lift Lin Feng onto the stretcher, and then got into the car herself.

The van started up with a "buzzing" sound and headed towards the county hospital.

Lin Feng lay on the stretcher, pretending to be unconscious with his eyes closed.

Liu Jiaqi sat beside him, holding his hand, which was trembling.

"Lin Feng, don't sleep!" Her voice was still choked with tears. "Can you hear me?"

Lin Feng didn't move. Her hand was in his; it was soft, cool, and quite comfortable.

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Upon arriving at the county hospital, Lin Feng was rushed into the emergency room.

The emergency room was small, with white walls, white lights, and white sheets, and smelled strongly of disinfectant.

The doctor was a middle-aged man in his forties, surnamed Sun, wearing glasses, and looked quite kind.

He removed the gauze from Lin Feng's head to take a look, and then used a cotton ball to wipe the blood around the wound.

"The wound isn't big; two stitches will suffice."

Liu Jiaqi stood to the side, her face pale.

"Doctor, is he really alright? He fainted, could he have a concussion?"

Dr. Sun smiled and said, "It doesn't seem like a big problem right now, but we need to observe it for a while. Let's take an X-ray first."

Just as he was about to sew, Lin Feng suddenly hummed in response, his eyelids twitched, and he slowly opened his eyes.

"He's awake!" Liu Jiaqi leaned closer, tears welling up again. "Lin Feng! How are you feeling?"

Lin Feng looked at her with empty eyes, as if he didn't recognize her.

"You…" he opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "Who are you?"

Liu Jiaqi was stunned: "You...you don't recognize me? I'm Liu Jiaqi!"

"Liu Jiaqi?" Lin Feng frowned, as if thinking about the name. "I don't know her."

Liu Jiaqi's face turned pale, and she turned to look at the doctor: "Doctor! What's wrong with him? He doesn't recognize me!"

Dr. Sun shone a small flashlight into Lin Feng's eyes and asked a few more questions: "What's your name?"

"Raymond Lam".

How old are you this year?

"Eight years old."

The doctor and Liu Jiaqi exchanged a glance...!

Dr. Sun pointed at Liu Jiaqi and asked, "Who is she?"

Lin Feng looked at Liu Jiaqi for several seconds, then suddenly grinned and said, "Mom!"

Liu Jiaqi: "???"

Dr. Sun: "???"

Raymond Lam stretched out his hand and opened it towards Liu Jiaqi:

"Mommy, hug me!"

Liu Jiaqi was completely stunned, standing there with her mouth agape, not knowing what to say.

Dr. Sun pushed up his glasses, looked at Lin Feng, then at Liu Jiaqi, and his lips twitched.

He's worked in the emergency room for over a decade; what hasn't he seen?

But this was the first time he had ever seen someone pretend to have amnesia to pick up girls.

Seeing that Liu Jiaqi didn't move, Lin Feng called out again:

"Mommy! I want a hug!"

The sound was quite loud; it could be heard even outside the emergency room.

Liu Jiaqi's face turned as red as a boiled shrimp, but she didn't dare to provoke him, fearing that he might have really lost his mind. So she went over, bent down, and let Lin Feng put his arms around her neck.

Lin Feng put his arm around her, buried his face in her neck, and took a deep breath.

Fragrant.

Really fragrant.

He chuckled to himself, but Liu Jiaqi couldn't see it.

Dr. Sun watched from the side, his face expressionless, but inwardly he rolled his eyes.

These young men nowadays go to great lengths to pick up girls. Their acting skills are so good, it's a waste they're not actors.

He coughed and said, "Well, let's stitch it up first."

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Lin Feng sat on the bed in the emergency room, with two stitches and a bandage wrapped around his head several times, looking like a wounded soldier who had just come from the battlefield.

Liu Jiaqi went to complete the formalities.

Lin Feng had already realized that Dr. Sun had seen through his trick. He took out two hundred yuan from his pocket and stuffed it into Dr. Sun's hand.

"Dr. Sun, my happiness depends on you." Lin Feng lowered his voice, "Get me admitted to the hospital, and get me a private room."

Dr. Sun looked around, quietly slipped the money into his white coat pocket, and whispered:

"What you're saying puts too much pressure on me. Your happiness depends on yourself, and I'll try my best to cooperate with you."

"Thank you, Dr. Sun! You're like a brother to me!"

"No, no, no, I'm two rounds older than you." Dr. Sun waved his hand, put on his mask, and resumed his serious expression.

When Liu Jiaqi returned after completing the formalities, Dr. Sun greeted her, his expression suddenly turning serious: "The situation is not optimistic."

Liu Jiaqi's heart tightened: "What's wrong?"

"He suffered a severe blow to the head, resulting in a concussion. He is at risk of brain hemorrhage at any time, and he is currently experiencing selective amnesia."

Dr. Sun adjusted his glasses. "I suggest you be hospitalized for observation for two days to see if your condition worsens."

Liu Jiaqi had never experienced anything like this before; she only knew that listening to the doctor was always the right thing to do. She nodded repeatedly and said:

"Okay, okay, then let's get admitted to the hospital right away."

Dr. Sun continued, "His mental state is currently unstable, and he needs an absolutely quiet environment to rest. A regular ward is crowded and noisy, which could easily agitate him, so it would be best for him to stay in a private room."

"Okay, okay! I'll take a single room then!"

Dr. Sun nodded and wrote out a prescription.

Liu Jiaqi took the bill to pay, but only when she got to the door did she realize that she only had twenty-eight yuan on her.

I just had stitches and paid for the appointment, which cost 15 yuan. Now I only have 13 yuan left in my pocket.

Her face flushed slightly. Just as she was about to call her parents, she suddenly noticed a wallet lying at Lin Feng's feet.

She turned back and picked it up—a bulging black leather wallet.

She opened it and found a stack of hundred-yuan bills inside, worth at least two or three thousand yuan. There was also an ID card, Lin Feng's.

She glanced back and saw Lin Feng looking around with a blank expression, as if wondering, "Who am I? Where am I?"

Liu Jiaqi hesitated for a moment, then took out ten bills, put the rest back in her wallet, and stuffed them into Lin Feng's pocket.

Raymond Lam turned around and said with a grin, "Mommy...hug me!"

Liu Jiaqi rolled her eyes inwardly, but dared not say anything to provoke Lin Feng.

"Fengfeng, be good. Mommy's going to pay the bill. Wait here for me!"

Raymond Lam nodded happily: "Okay! Raymond will wait for Mom!"

Liu Jiaqi took a deep breath. She was still a little unaccustomed to suddenly having such a big son.

Upon arriving at the payment window, the woman glanced at the slip:

"Hospital deposit of 1,000 yuan, single room 60 yuan per day."

"All fees will be deducted from your deposit. If your deposit falls below 300, you'll need to come back to renew it. The nurse will notify you."

Liu Jiaqi nodded: "Okay."

She paid the money and returned with the receipt.

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The ward was on the third floor; it was a single room with a sofa, a private bathroom, and a small TV.

White sheets, blue curtains hanging in the window, a thermos and an enamel mug on the bedside table.

Lin Feng lay on the bed with gauze wrapped around his head, and his face was still a little pale.