"Hey?" Lin Zitan originally wanted to test who it was, but the phone was connected at once, and then he said it like a cannon to the convenience.

"Hey, Daniel, why did you answer the phone? Didn't we say we'd go to Flushing for dinner tonight? What time is it?

"Uh, who are you?" Lin Zitan listened to the voice very familiar, thinking that it should be Lin Zitan's friend or classmate, but I don't know why, at this juncture, he seems to have lost his memory, and he can't remember the other party's name.

"I'll go, you're okay, buddy, can't you even hear my voice? I'm Zhang Jing!"

"Well, why don't you answer my phone for a long time?。。。 You won't be doing bad things and it's inconvenient to answer the phone, right?" Zhang Jing's series of questions finally made Lin Zitan piece together his person from the fragments of memory.

This person's name is Zhang Jing, and he is his only friend at the moment. Although his parents are not in the United States, they bought him a villa in the best school district on Long Island, and hired a nanny to take care of his daily life, just so that he can go to high school in the best school district in New York.

I remember that on the first day Zhang Jing came, the teacher asked him to introduce himself, and he said that his Chinese name was Zhang Jing, and his English name was also Zhang Jing.

The foreigner teacher asked, "Your first name is Zhang?" and he said no, it's Jing. THE TEACHER SAID SMARTLY, THEN YOUR NAME SHOULD BE JING ZHANG. ZHANG JING WAS NOT HAPPY TO HEAR IT, AND QUICKLY EXPLAINED TO THE TEACHER IN HIS BROKEN ENGLISH: NO, YOU CAN CALL ME "ZHANG" OR "JING", BUT DON'T CALL ME JINGZHANG OK?

Lin Zitan was bored drawing and playing in the book at the time, and after listening to Zhang Jing's words, he, who was silently laughing at the self-proclaimed smart teacher, finally couldn't help but burst out laughing. Zhang Jing glanced up at him, his expression was a little embarrassed, so he glanced at the teacher who was still in a state of confusion, and said directly: Call me Zhang OK?

Thinking of this, Lin Zitan couldn't help grinning, and hurriedly said: "Don't mention it, buddy drove a yacht out to play in the sea last night, and he is still in the hospital at this time!"

"Playing with a yacht? Why don't I know when you're going to drive that thing? Alas? I said how strange you have been lately? Just like yesterday, I saw you playing with two foreigner boys, don't you like to deal with foreign devils the most? When did you make a foreigner friend?" Hearing Zhang Jing's words, Lin Zitan suddenly became excited.

"What did you just say? You saw me with two foreigners yesterday, what kind of foreigner do you know?" He has no memory of Lin Zitan's experience yesterday, maybe this is a very important clue.

"Two tall young men, one looks older than us, and the other is about the same age as us, why do you ask that? Could it be that I was wrong yesterday, that person is not you? But it can't be! You still greeted me!" Zhang Jing said strangely.

"I also said hello to you, and if you see those two people again, will you recognize them?" Lin Zitan then asked.

"Probably, maybe, they all look alike, but they should be recognizable, alas? No, why are you asking this? You don't really have amnesia, do you? You can't even remember yesterday's events?" Zhang Jing asked impatiently.

"Maybe it's really a little amnesia, I almost couldn't even remember you just now!" Lin Zitan said deliberately in order to avoid arousing Zhang Jing's suspicion that his behavior in the future would be different from the original Lin Zitan.

"Really, which hospital are you in, do you want my buddy to go see you?" Zhang Jing asked anxiously when he heard that it was so serious.

Zhang Jingcai came to the United States for half a semester, Lin Zitan is the first friend he met here, and the two have the best relationship on weekdays, although Lin Zitan doesn't like to talk much, but he is indeed a rare playmate.

"In the Xiacheng Hospital near Chinatown, are you convenient? I'm dying of boredom!" Lin Zitan thought that he couldn't play with his mobile phone, and he couldn't move now, maybe someone came over to talk and it was good, not to mention that this Zhang Jing was a chatterbox, with him, it would be quite lively just listening to it, and it would save a person lying here in the cold.

"Wow, it's so far, how did you end up there?。。。 Well, you drive over on a yacht, okay, I'll go to Flushing and pack you some good food, and I'll go over to you, but I'm going to get a little stuck on the road at this point. It would be nice to be there in an hour!"

Zhang Jing calculated the time slightly, no matter how fast he drove, a broken city like New York is full of traffic lights, and it is conservatively estimated that it will take an hour to drive from Long Island to Flushing and then to Downtown Hospital.

"Okay, you take your time, don't rush. Lin Zitan thought that at this time, he could squint for a while.

"That's okay, hang up, by the way, do you have anything you want to eat?" Zhang Jing said carefully.

"Uh, whatever, I'm not hungry yet!" Lin Zitan glanced at the two cold meat buns on the bedside table, and he really didn't have any idea about eating.

After hanging up Zhang Jing's phone, Lin Zitan's mood became tense again, and he couldn't remember who the two foreigners were, and just wanted to give up lying down and continue to squint for a while, when he heard a knock on the door.

Lin Zitan turned sideways and said please come in, and saw a doctor in a white coat, followed by two nurses in blue clothes walking in, one of whom had just said that he wanted to help him get water.

"Daniel, yes? I'm Dr. Dawes. "The foreigner doctor has silver hair, is fifty years old, not tall, not as glamorous as the doctor in the morning, but at first glance he is quite an experienced old doctor. With a folder in his hand, he walked towards his bed with a slight smile.

"Hello, I'm Daniel." When Lin Zitan saw the visitor, he seemed to be sitting a little upright, because he knew that this doctor must have come to tell him the CT results and the operation arrangement.

"Haha, lad, don't be nervous. The foreigner looked at his expression, a smile rose on the corner of his mouth, and he comforted him warmly.

"Your report came out, my colleagues and I looked at the results and thought that there was no need for surgery, but you need bed rest, there are many kinds of fractures, and your one is relatively mild, and it will be better after a while. But your CT brain ... ”

The old doctor paused as he spoke, and began to flip through the pile of information in his hand, the whole Lin Zitan became more nervous, his mother and the doctor asked him to do a brain CT scan, he didn't object, he felt that it was okay to check it anyway, he was inexplicably reborn in this teenager, and I don't know if there will be any problems, and I feel more relieved to check it.

"How's the brain?" Lin Zitan couldn't help but ask.

"Oh, look here!" the foreigner pointed to a CT report, which contained a bunch of light blue film-like CT images of the brain.

"Here is a CT image of your brain, we have studied it for a long time, and we have not seen any traces of injury, do you have any special feelings?dizziness, headache or other abnormal conditions?" said the doctor and pointed to Lin Zitan's head.

Lin Zitan originally thought that there was something big wrong with their examination, and his heart couldn't help but tighten, but when he heard the doctor say this, he immediately thought that he would be able to understand all other people's English conversations after waking up, but for the sake of safety, he pretended to think about it, and finally shook his head blankly.

"However, I seem to have lost some memories!" Lin Zitan hurriedly added as he thought of the two foreigner teenagers mentioned by Zhang Jing just now.