Although Mu Aoqing knew that she had known Xia Yunchen since she was a child, she still felt very embarrassed when she saw him again.

Xia Yunchen smiled, "Eat together at noon?" ”

Mu Aoqing shook her head, "No, Mr. Xia, thank you." ”

A passing clerk passed by and bowed down respectfully, and the two of them responded with a smile.

Xia Yunchen looked at Mu Aoqing, "Since you were four years old, you have called me Brother Yunchen." ”

"But why didn't you tell me?"

"Embarrassing, I couldn't have thought that when you came to the company, you didn't come to the company excitedly to hug me, but called me Mr. Xia unfamiliarly, I thought you were deliberately keeping a distance from me, you loved acting when you were a child, then I will accompany you." The corners of the man's lips are hooked, he is the kind of good-looking, and there is a sven in his good looks.

Mu Aoqing flattened her mouth, in the end it was her own reason, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, I have amnesia and can't think of anything, I hope you don't mind." ”

Xia Yunchen shrugged his shoulders and said, "I know, since you don't have lunch with me, then I'll leave first." He didn't ask her about the reason for her amnesia, so he made her breathe a sigh of relief.

Mu Aoqing snorted, her tone was still polite, she was a sensitive, vigilant person, I don't know if it was because of amnesia.

Mu Aoqing walked out of the company, and Xiao Qi asked, "Where to go?" ”

"Xiao Qi, I'm your boss now, you are not allowed to tell my father about me anymore, do you know?"

Xiao Qi responded, "I see." ”

"Then accompany me to the hospital, you can't be passive all the time, I have to find a way to recover my memory, and now this life makes me very insecure."

"Okay, I'll pick up the car."

Along the way, Mu Aoqing only asked her a few words about her father, then leaned on the back seat and was silent, thought about it and asked, "Do you say I should go to see a psychiatrist, in case my problem of not daring to sit in the front seat of the car is cured, what else can I think of?" ”

Xiao Qi was a little worried that her current physical condition would not be able to bear it, so she reminded, "Miss, you can take your time and don't rush for a while." ”

"I'm very panicked, Xiao Qi, do you feel this way?"

Xiao Qi's eyes sank, and when he arrived at the intersection of the red light, he stopped the car and was silent.

"Xiao Qi, the cars behind are honking." Mu Aoqing said.

Xiao Qi came back to his senses before starting the car.

At noon, Mu Aoqing went to a psychiatric hospital with better privacy, and treated her with an American man about forty years old, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses and obviously upright and prime, but like an old university professor.

The psychiatrist, who speaks fluent Chinese, must have lived in China for a long time, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he said, "I will be your psychiatrist in the future, and you can call me Dean." ”

Mu Aoqing said politely, "Hello." ”

Xiao Qi originally went out to guard, but he was afraid that Mu Aoqing would not be able to cope with it alone, so he had to stand aside.

Dean brought her a blank piece of paper and a pen and asked her to describe her current situation or the situation she wanted to treat in a few short words.

Mu Aoqing thought about it, picked up the pen and wrote: Amnesia anxiety disorder

After thinking for a long time, he finally stopped his pen and handed the paper to Dean, "There is nothing else." ”

"Looks like you're really anxious." Dean looked twice and threw the paper into the trash.

Mu Aoqing frowned slightly, "You'll keep it a secret for me, right?" ”

"I have a high work ethic, don't worry, I will keep it a secret." He sat on the sofa, which was soft and immediately collapsed in a large chunk, "When did you lose your memory?" ”

"A year ago."

"Well, it's been long enough, why?"

"The accident, as if it was an explosion, was hanging by a thread at that time, and a life was saved."

Dean nodded, "What are you anxious about?" ”

"Can't remember, of course you're anxious?" "I have a mental illness and can't sit in the front seat of the car, and as soon as I sit in, I can't get angry." ”

"Have you ever had a psychological shadow? Do you remember what hurt you were in? ”

"My friend said it was because my mother died in a car accident, and I was sitting in the car watching it."

Dean nodded again, and as Mu Aoqing spoke, he sometimes rhythmically looked at her body movements, and sometimes looked at her facial expressions. Sometimes he nodded slightly, but instead of leaning forward, he leaned one leg on the other and leaned comfortably on the couch.

Mu Aoqing always felt that he was a little imserious or unconcerned, and asked, "I think maybe after I untie the knot in my heart, maybe I can think of something." ”

Dean took a copy of "American Hypnosis" on the table, raised his eyes and said to her, "Try hypnosis? ”

Mu Aoqing wrinkled her eyebrows, "I shouldn't be your first experimenter, right?" Because she saw him temporarily clinging to books and fooling around, she didn't trust him a little.

Dean smiled and said, "You should be lucky, I'm the leader of this hospital." ”

Mu Aoqing smiled, this foreigner still knows what it means to carry a handle, "Then you hypnotize me." ”

Xiao Qi saw Mu Aoqing's expression of death, and said worriedly, "Miss, why don't we come back next time." ”

Mu Aoqing looked at the time and said, "Just hypnotize it directly, whether it's good or bad is so good that I can be mentally prepared." ”

Dean asked Xiao Qi to stop talking, and quietly found a corner to sit down, then he got up and placed an hourglass on the table, turned on an extremely sleep-inducing music, closed the curtains, and the whole room looked a little dim.

"Look at me and take a deep breath." Dean said.

Mu Aoqing did so.

Dean asked her to reach out, and he took her hand with his right hand, "You look at me, focus on me, and listen carefully to what I have to say. He slowly raised her hand and made her look at his fingers, "Do you feel your eyelids feel a little heavier?" ”

Mu Aoqing hummed slightly.

"When your eyes are closed, you close more and more tightly, and now, your eyes are slowly closed, feeling the process of this happening.... The muscles around your face are completely relaxed, your heart is calm, and when I touch your forehead, I want you to count down from 100, like this, 100, very heavy sleep, 99, very deep sleep.... You count and you see that the numbers are gone, and your consciousness is absolutely relaxed..."

Dean's voice grew quieter, and after about fifteen minutes, he spoke again, "When was the last time you saw your mother?" ”

"Four, six? All in all small. ”

"Does your mother love you?"

"I don't remember, but I think she must love me."

"Do you remember how it happened?"

"I don't remember."

"Your mom was in a car accident, you know? Maybe you were in a car accident too, try it, can you think of anything? ”

Mu Aoqing's forehead was already sweating, "Dad, I don't love my mother." She closed her eyes and shook her head slightly, "He killed someone, he killed his mother." ”

Dean paused, looked at Xiao Qi's bodyguard who was sitting on the side and was slightly surprised, and said to Mu Aoqing, "Don't be nervous, I'm your friend, I'll help you, relax.... Do you remember who your dad was? ”

"Mu Zhongxuan."

Dean was a little surprised, but he didn't expect her to be Mu Zhongxuan's daughter, "What's your name?" ”

"Mu Aoqing."

"Do your parents have any friends?"

Mu Aoqing fell silent and shook her head a little painfully.

"What are you anxious about?"

"My father, Chu Ziming" she clenched her fists, "And, and...", Mu Aoqing suddenly covered her head and said, "I don't know, I don't know anything." ”

Xiao Qi rushed over and said, "Doctor, pause, she has a headache." ”

Dean leaned forward, patted her on the shoulder, and said, "It's okay, it's been a good day." ”

Dean got up, turned off the music, and then pulled the curtains back again, and the early spring noon sun shone in, illuminating the room.

Mu Aoqing didn't dare to open her eyes for a long time, and the sweat on her head became more and more, "My head hurts, it hurts." Chu Ziming, Chu Ziming. ”

.....

Twenty minutes later, Mu Aoqing fell asleep on the sofa, with tears hanging from the corners of her eyes, and her face was pale, as if she was seriously ill.

This time she slept deeply, did not have a single dream, and slept until more than three o'clock in the afternoon.

She slowly opened her eyes, a little stunned, she didn't know where she was, she sat up with her arms propped up, Xiao Qi immediately came over and asked, "Is there anything uncomfortable now?" ”

Mu Aoqing shook his head.

"Dr. Dean went out, and he asked me to tell you that if you want to know the results of the treatment, you can call him after ten o'clock in the evening."

Mu Aoqing looked around the room, it was very monotonous, there was no equipment, she was a little melancholy, she stood up, and said, "Got it, let's go." ”

As soon as she took a step, she felt that her steps were a little soft, she smiled, as if she was laughing at herself, and said to Xiao Qi, "Am I really hypnotized?" At first I thought they were all liars. ”

Xiao Qi's eyes were full of sorrow.

"Xiao Qi, did I say something?"

"I don't say much, I don't understand much, you better ask Dr. Dean yourself at night."

"Hmm."

After coming out of the hospital, Mu Aoqing's condition was not very good, and she returned home early on the grounds of physical discomfort.

As soon as she entered the Mu family, she had an idea, she had to move out, and she couldn't live passively under Mu Zhongxuan's nose all the time.

So before Mu Zhongxuan came back, she asked Luo Wei to help find a house close to the Xiachang Group, close to the company, which should be regarded as a reason, no matter what, she must find a way to move out of the Mu family and live independently.

Luo Wei knows a lot more people than Mu Aoqing, mainly because she is rich and not afraid of not being able to do things, and soon there is news that she is near Xiachang Group, and you can move in at any time.

Mu Zhongxuan came back, and when he entered the door, he seemed to be discussing something with his assistant on the phone, and as soon as he saw Mu Aoqing go downstairs, he simply ended and hung up the phone.