At this time, the girl had fallen into a deep coma.

Ten minutes later, the car arrived at the hospital and the girl was taken to the operating room.

It wasn't until dawn that the door to the operating room was pushed open from the inside.

And Xiao Mohan was magical, and he sat quietly on the bench in the hospital corridor all night.

Knowing that the girl was out of danger, he turned to leave.

Wen Qian, who had been by his side, almost blew his hair, he always felt that his young master must have been evil.

This is a hospital, and it has always been taboo in Xiao Mohan.

He never dreamed that Xiao Mohan would really come here, and stay all night, just for such a girl of unknown origin?

How can she?

Yes, how can she be virtuous? Maybe even Xiao Mohan himself doesn't know.

However, Xiao Mohan has never been here since then, even if there is news that the girl is critically ill once.

Xiao Mohan seemed to have forgotten this girl, and he didn't ask for months.

Until one day, he suddenly ordered someone to take the girl back to the manor.

At the same time, Shi Mu was also called over.

In the minimalist study, sunlight spilled through the glass and refracted on Xiao Mohan's face.

Shi Mu stood aside.

"Are you sure she woke up and forgot everything?"

"Yes."

"Is there any chance of recovery?"

"It's very unlikely, after all, it's not very old, and the brain has been damaged, so medically speaking, it's only 0.1% likely."

Xiao Mohan sat on the chair and waved his hand, "Got it, let's go out." ”

Since Shi Mu can say so, it means that there is nothing to worry about.

That's fine.

It shouldn't ruin his plans.

Xiao Mohan got up and came to a bedroom.

At this time, a little girl was lying on the bed.

The girl's skin is delicate, but because she has been in a coma for a long time, although she has been well cared for, her face is still a little pale.

Her eyes were tightly closed, and her small facial features were all exquisite, and it was not difficult to imagine what kind of sparkling it would be if she opened her eyes.

The girl was lying quietly on the big bed, the little one, quiet like a porcelain doll.

After a while, the long eyelashes fluttered slightly.

Xiao Mohan breathed tightly, is this about to wake up?

Sure enough, the girl's eyelashes fluttered a few more times, and she opened her eyes faintly.

Xiao Mohan just stood on the edge of the bed and watched, probably because he had just woken up, the girl's eyes were not focused, and it took a while to focus on him.

The eyes are ignorant, with a little inquiry and vigilance.

"Who are you?" Because he was in a coma for too long, his voice was slightly hoarse.

Xiao Mohan raised his eyebrows, his originally cold expression showed a little more warmth, "You don't remember me?" ”

The girl shook her head slowly, and could tell that she was not quite used to what was in front of her.

"And do you remember who you are?"

The girl lowered her eyes and thought about it, and her brain went blank.

She didn't seem to remember anything.

Who is she?

Who is this man in front of you?

Where is this again?

Why is everything so strange?

One question after another drifted through my mind, but none of them could find the answers.

She raised her hand to cover her head.

Maybe because she had been lying down for too long, she didn't even feel like her arms were her own.

What the hell is going on?

Probably God still has a trace of pity for her, and three words suddenly appeared in her mind-

Qiao Mu Nan.