That night, Chu Yuxin gave Qiao Munan a comprehensive brain test.

Because Shi Mu was not there, it took a lot of effort for her to do the whole test by herself.

However, the test results are generally good.

All indicators are fine, and the damage to the brain due to the car accident is slowly recovering.

It's just that Qiao Munan's memory still hasn't improved, and this may also be related to the fact that some neurons in her brain have not fully recovered.

As long as it is slowly conditioned and repaired, it is only a matter of time before she recovers her memory, but Chu Yuxin is not too worried.

But this is different for Qiao Munan.

She now has a head with no memory, and she really feels very uncomfortable.

"Doctor Chu, can I really recover my memory?"

"Yes, trust me!" Chu Yuxin said firmly.

"Don't think too much now, rest more, try to empty your brain, it will help you recover."

Qiao Munan nodded suspiciously, she didn't remember anything now, so she could only do this.

However, despite the fact that she is a big-hearted person and tells herself to go with the flow, she still suffers from insomnia at night.

Qiao Munan lay on the bed, tossing and turning and couldn't sleep.

Simply put on pajamas and came to the yard.

She is now fully functional, so she has no problem with her mobility.

The feeling of pain I had just woken up with was gone.

She pulled on her slippers and walked alone on the gravel road in the front yard of the manor, at this time it was already autumn, and the breeze was blowing on her cheeks, and it was quite comfortable.

She followed the path all the way to the backyard.

I saw that there was still a light on in a glass house in the backyard.

She knew that Xiao Mohan had gone out tonight and hadn't come back yet.

So, it's so late, who's still in there?

She walked over with some curiosity to see who was inside, and the glass door was open, so she didn't knock on the door and walked in.

The house is filled with potted flowers and has a large workbench in the middle.

A man in front of the workbench was burying his head in the middle of a folder like a hill, recording something, looking very serious.

Qiao Munan looked around and found that there was still a piano in the corner.

She suddenly felt so familiar about the scene, especially the piano, as if she had touched it countless times.

She walked straight to the piano, reached out and stroked the lid, and found that there was a southern character engraved on the lid.

She stroked it gently, could this be her piano? Otherwise, why would there be a southern character engraved?

She suddenly felt in a trance, and in a trance, her fingers unconsciously pressed a set of chords on the keys, making a beautiful sound.

It feels so familiar.

"Little junior sister, why are you here?" Shi Mu was disturbed by the sound of the piano and looked up from the file.

Qiao Munan then remembered that there was another person here.

It's just that this man has been burying his head in that mountain of papers, and he has never found her.

At this time, Mu had already gotten up, but his eyes were still lingering on the pile of documents.

Looking at the pile of papers that were half a human high, he wailed inwardly.

I won't be able to finish it tonight, even if it's an all-nighter.

I want to die.

Qiao Munan was a little puzzled by what Shi Mu called her, and she asked suspiciously, "Aren't you the doctor?" Why do you call me junior sister, am I also a doctor? ”

Shi Mu's gaze finally shifted from the document to Qiao Munan's face.