When He Wan'er woke up, the sky outside the window was golden.

The air was filled with the aroma of food, the temperature in the room was just right, the flannel blanket on the body was soft and smooth, and the sunset was sprinkled on the floor tiles by the window, bright and warm.

The boredom in my heart miraculously disappeared, and the tinnitus that followed me before disappeared now.

He Guan'er let out a long sigh of relief. I was finally able to fall asleep, finally returned to my normal state, and didn't have that strange dream again.

There were no dreams, no eyes, no ripples above her head, she felt that her life was once again in her hands, and the whole person seemed to be living again.

remembered that she was on the verge of collapse at that time, and after telling Ke Zhifang about her condition, Ke Zhifang, who had just gotten off the plane, went directly to her home to treat her.

was on the verge of collapse, and this time, it was Ke Zhifang who pulled her back.

She sat up, was stunned for a moment, and began to recall the last question Ke Zhifang asked her before falling asleep: "Whose eyes are you in your dream?"

She didn't seem to answer, or maybe she couldn't remember what she answered.

Before that, Ke Zhifang asked a lot of questions, and she also talked a lot, even about Qin Qian.

After four years of treatment, in fact, Ke Zhifang is more concerned about the things that she has no memory and can't dream, she is not too willing to talk about the entanglement between her and Qin Qian, and Ke Zhifang will not deliberately guide her to say these past events that she is very reluctant to touch.

He Wan'er suddenly had a spirit.

She seems to have slept for a long time, but what about Dr. Ke?

The mood that was still as quiet as a pool of water just now fluctuated again, and she panicked for a while, but fortunately, when she turned around, she saw a long and thin back a few meters away.

The panicked mood suddenly precipitated, and she couldn't help but shout: "You're still there." ”

The voices are a little hoarse and out of voice.

Ke Zhifang heard the movement, turned around and saw that she was awake, walked over with a cup in his hand, and put it on the coffee table.

He stepped back an arm's length, stood still and lowered his eyes to look at her: "Drink, the freshly boiled white plum and white chrysanthemum acacia flowers clear the heat and brighten the eyes and calm the nerves, and add some licorice, which will not be astringent." ”

He Wan'er thanked him, picked up the cup and took a sip.

It's a little hot, but it's still in the mouth, and the liquid in the cup is just the right amount of sweetness and very refreshing.

She raised her head and smiled: "It's delicious, I didn't expect you to understand Chinese medicine." ”

"It's just some fur," Ke Zhifang smiled lightly, "I bought some more and put them in the storage box in the kitchen, if you are too lazy to boil, you can soak them in boiling water." ”

As he spoke, he looked down at the Coke can in the trash can next to the coffee table, and blamed him slightly: "Don't drink Coke again in the past two days, don't drink coffee, you need to rest." ”

He Wan'er sighed obediently and secretly glanced at Ke Zhifang.

His hair is longer than before he left for the United States, his eyes are half blocked by bangs, a slim white shirt, crisp trousers, but a lace apron of her family.

It's kind of funny.

Noticing the corners of He Wan'er's curved lips, Ke Zhifang brushed his hair helplessly: "No way, it's too expensive to cut hair over there." ”

"Oh. She replied with a stifled smile and glanced at him again.

She has always felt that Ke Zhifang's appearance and temperament are too suitable for his profession.

The pupils are clear, the bridge of the nose is straight, the hair color and the color of the pupils are slightly light, and the contours of the facial features are neat and not sharp, especially the slightly drooping corners of the eyes and the soft and moist voice, which can naturally give people a sense of intimacy.

Seeing her stunned expression, the corners of Ke Zhifang's mouth raised slightly: "Qinghe, what's wrong?"

From the time they began to establish a patient-doctor relationship, Ke Zhifang has always called He Guaner Qinghe - the second half of the indiscriminate sprinkling of Qinghe is her name on WeChat.

The main reason is that He Waner is too alienated, Miss He is too awkward, and Waner is too intimate.

Qinghe, it's just right.

He Guan'er stuck out his tongue embarrassedly: "It was just charged, and it took a bit long to turn it on again." ”

Looking at her rare playful appearance, Ke Zhifang's eyes lit up, and the corners of his lips curled.

After a few seconds, he pointed to the table behind him and said, "The meal is ready, let's eat." ”

He Wan'er got up from the sofa and stretched, only to feel that the whole person was much more relaxed and his steps were brisk.

When she saw that there was only one bowl and one chopstick on the table, she looked up in surprise: "You don't eat?"

"No," he replied, taking off his apron hanging around his neck, "I still have some business to attend to." ”

He Wan'er nodded, and didn't have much to do to ask Ke Zhifang if there was anything urgent.

He methodically straightened his sleeves and said, "I think you'll be able to fall asleep tonight." ”

He Guaner hurriedly thanked Ke Zhifang, looked at the table of food, remembered the neat and clean living room just now, and was a little embarrassed: "It's really ...... to let you be a nanny."

"You're my patient, as you should. As he spoke, he glanced at the coffee table and ordered, "I've thrown away all the instant noodles in your house, and the expired food in the refrigerator has also been thrown away." There are also colas and coffee, which must be drunk less recently. ”

After a pause, his voice raised slightly, "This is the doctor's order, understand?"

He Wan'er nodded honestly.

"That's what it sounds like. He looked at the two hair whirls on her head, and his smile became even kinder, "Next week's treatment will be the same, and you will make an appointment with Nurse Chen when the time comes." ”

Sending Ke Zhifang to the door, He Wan'er stopped him with some hesitation and asked, "Did you say anything before I fell asleep?"

Ke Zhifang raised his head, and his voice was calm: "Your body was already at its limit at that time, and once you relaxed, you fell asleep immediately." ”

He Wan'er moved his lips, and he didn't know whether his answer meant that she gave the answer or not.

She had to change her question: "Is there any new progress in this treatment?"

Ke Zhifang was changing his shoes, and when he heard her question, he raised his eyes: "I also want to make progress, but as before, I can't see anything." Maybe a few more times. ”

He Wan'er was a little disappointed, and asked him again: "Then why do I feel so much better, and why can I fall asleep as soon as you come back?" ”

He sighed: "You slept for four hours, of course you are in much better shape." You are extremely sleepy, mentally excited, and subconsciously afraid of dreaming, so you can't sleep at night. You just need someone to talk to. Once the mental garbage is emptied, it is natural to fall asleep. ”

"Oh. He Wan'er replied, and then stopped talking several times, cringinge, and the question was held in his mouth for a long time without speaking.

Ke Zhifang's eyes moved, and she brought up the answer she wanted to know.

"You'll find out sooner or later, and I'm not going to hide it from you. During my trip to the United States, I traveled to several places and learned more about the patient's condition. The final result of the consultation was that her amnesia and aphasia, which are special manifestations of PTSD, have improved after treatment. ”

Seeing He Wan'er's eyes light up, he seemed a little unbearable, but after all, he still said bluntly: "However, I have used the same method on you for a long time, and it has no effect at all." ”

He Wan'er bit his lip lightly, and his eyes were hard to hide his disappointment.

Ke Zhifang stood quietly in place, and said after a few seconds: "I'll tell you about the specific situation later, what you have to do now is to have a good rest and don't think too much." When you're almost mentally recovered this time, we'll figure it out. ”

"Oh," He Guan'er watched Ke Zhifang turn around, and suddenly panicked, "Then what if I dream again?"

The empty world is gone, but He Wan'er is still shocked when he thinks about it.

Ke Zhifang looked back.

The white and flawless face in front of him was an expression of helplessness to the extreme.

He smiled lightly, "I'm back, what are you afraid of? Besides, you should have told me earlier." Do you know that the string in your head almost broke? If I come back a day late, the consequences will be unimaginable. ”

He Wan'er looked down at his hand, and his voice was weak: "It was early in the morning, and I was afraid of making noise to you." ”

Ke Zhifang smiled helplessly: "Have you forgotten that I was in the United States at that time, and the time difference was twelve hours?"

He Wan'er was stunned - she had long since lost her grip at that time, where did she have the strength to consider jet lag?

Later, it was easy to call Ke Zhifang, but he encountered him turning off the plane on the plane, and his head was even more messy.

She decided not to dwell on this issue of revealing her intelligence, and hurriedly asked, "Is my current condition serious? Do I need other treatment? For example, take medicine or something." ”

Ke Zhifang already knows He Wan'er's way of speaking very well - usually very direct, but when it comes to the problem of her memory, he will carefully hide his purpose.

"What do you want to say?" he asked, a subtle smile on his lips.

She wrenched her hands together, lowered her head and asked, "Can you prescribe me some sleeping pills?"

Ke Zhifang sighed, his expression was calm: "You don't need to take medicine for the time being, if you are awakened by a nightmare and scared, you can call me at any time, and I will chat with you." ”

He tilted his head slightly, making eye contact with her, and his voice was clear and warm: "Any time is fine, including late at night." ”

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When he received Gu Nian's call, He Waner was in a daze.

Ke Zhifang's return made her finally not tormented by insomnia, and after more than ten hours of make-up sleep, she was woken up by Gu Nian's exclusive phone ringing.

The symphony of fate echoed in her ears, thrilling, and she had to scratch the answer button with sleepy eyes.

"Hey, Reporter He? ”

Gu Nian was tired of raising his throat and deliberately snorting, when He Guan'er heard this tone, his back was cold, and he was a little sober.

She hurriedly picked up the overnight tea on the bedside and took a sip, wanting to mess with the fact that the sun was still in the bed, but the dry coughing throat still betrayed her as soon as she opened her mouth.

Gu Nian couldn't stop the car with a smile on the other end of the phone, obviously laughing at her inadequacy, and she actually played a big knife in front of Guan Gong.

"He Xiaoniu, I just worked overtime, don't pretend," she stretched out her voice, "I'm in Gyeongju, I don't care if you change your leave or ask for leave, anyway, leave it to me tonight." ”

After saying that, she simply cut off the line, and a few seconds later, the text message jingled and sent the address of the evening date.

There was still some dryness and blurriness in front of him, He Waner rubbed it for a while, and determined that the address in the text message was - Anantana Hot Spring Hotel, Building A No. 1 Courtyard.

This is a well-known super five-star hot spring hotel in Gyeongju, which often appears in the list of places where financial tycoons enter and exit in her news investigation list, but she has never heard of its name and does not see its store, and she can't afford to spend five, six, seven, eight thousand, or even tens of thousands of dollars a night.

With Sister Gu Qian as the east, she can also be luxurious tonight.