Mr Bo's Spoiling His Sweet Wife

At the end of the first month when Bo Ye was guarding the Tang poetry, she woke up from the abyss with dazzling sunlight. She was lying in bed at a loss. The light reflected into her pupil and reflected from the lens. Tang Shi felt like a newborn and came back to the world in a muddleheaded way.

Then, he moved his finger slightly, and his perception moved his whole body. At first, it was a fine tingling pain. Later, he became more and more intense. His whole body was in severe pain. He felt so fresh that Tang Shi frowned, and a child beside him jumped up, "Mommy! You are awake

Tang Shi looked at Tang Wei in front of her. Her voice was hoarse and she could only open her mouth. She felt that her brain was still in chaos and her language talent had not returned to her consciousness.

Tang Wei cried before her, "Mommy You're awake at last

This month, Tang poetry has lost too much weight, and every day it hangs on the nutrition needle.

Tang Wei ran outside and yelled for doctors and nurses. When the medical staff came in, they saw Tang Shi sitting on the bed like a child. Everyone was surprised, "great, wake up."

It happened that Jiang Ling and Bo ye were talking about something. A little nurse rushed in and said, "doctor Jiang, vip02's patient is awake!"

Thin night heart suddenly missed a beat, and then than Jiang Ling stood up and rushed out, he seems to have experienced a lost and recovered ecstasy, a push open the door of the independent ward.

The moment he raised his head, he looked at the eyes of Tang poetry, and the whole world retreated behind him. He saw a woman with a pale face, dark eyes and a thin face. His fingers clung to the quilt on his body, staring at him in amazement.

Then, three words escaped from the mouth of Tang poetry, "who are you?"

Thin night such as by thunder, standing in place, the whole person did not dare to move.

When Jiang Ling knew the situation, she immediately came to check the Tang poetry. She found that everyone remembered Tang poetry, but she did not remember Bo Ye.

She had been sleeping in the dark world for too long, even long enough to get out of touch with the world. When she woke up, all the memories came back to her. She accepted too much, but deliberately left out the thin night.

Bo Ye stood at the door of the ward and didn't dare to step in.

Jiang Ling grabbed Bo Ye and walked out. When she came to his office, her eyes were red and she almost lifted Jiang Ling's desk. "What's the matter?"?! What's going on here? "

Why does she remember everyone but forget him?!

Jiang Ling's pupil is motionless, gaze at thin night, he gently spit out a few words, "this has to ask yourself."

Thin night a stiff body.

"In this case, her brain instinctively blocked some memories. Maybe she knew it was harmful to her. She wanted to escape and forget..."

Jiang Ling closed her eyes and took a deep breath, "so, her body completed all this for her."

"Maybe it's because I've been stimulated too much recently, so I temporarily hide all my part about you, and it will recover slowly. You don't have to worry. It's better to think about In the beginning, what stimulated her? "

What was the last straw that killed Tang poetry?

Bo Ye whispered a few words, "at that time Anguo said that the fingers of Tang poetry were broken by him And then All this is because My indulgence... "