"Mommy?"

Jiang Ci sat in her arms, stretched out his soft little hand, and gently touched her face.

Jiang Jiu came back to his senses in a trance, lowered his head, and met the child's cold eyes that were a little worried.

She took a deep breath and hugged Jiang Ci tightly, her voice hoarse: "It's okay, mom is fine......"

It's just that it's too sad to accept it......

But it's already a good thing that Wincy is alive, isn't it?

She closed her eyes and tried to calm herself down, but she couldn't stop the tears.

For three months, she didn't know how she had survived alone, and the person she had waited for so long had forgotten her.

"Wine wine, you and Xiao Ci...... Hungry? Let's eat something first. Mrs. Wen stood up and bypassed the topic, "Eat something first, and then let's go to see Xili, how about it?" ”

Jiang Ci whispered in Jiang Jiu's arms: "Mommy, I'm hungry." ”

Ginger Wine touched his head, "Well, let's eat something." ”

Mrs. Wen graciously led them to the restaurant.

The meal should have been prepared when they arrived, and as soon as they sat down, they were brought up.

Wen Xiangliu climbed into the chair, "Grandma, I want to eat too." ”

"Didn't you just eat it?"

"I still want to eat."

Mrs. Wen couldn't stand him, so she asked the maid to bring a pair of dishes and chopsticks.

Jiang Jiu peeled the shrimp for Jiang Ci, and Wen Xiangliu pouted, "Jiang Jiu, I also want to eat shrimp." ”

Ginger glanced up at him and threw a whole shrimp into his bowl.

"......" Wen Xiangliu looked at the shrimp meat in Jiang Ci's bowl, and then looked at the whole shrimp in his bowl, unhappy because of this differential treatment. Ginger wine, do you have an opinion about me? ”

Jiang Jiu glanced at Mrs. Wen.

Mrs. Wen hugged Wen Xiangliu down with a headache.

This kid used to be dismissive of the guests at home, and now he doesn't know what's going on, and he is against ginger wine and ginger ci.

"Xiaoliu, Jiujiu and Xiaoci are all guests, you can't let the guests peel shrimp for you, you know?"

Wen Xiangliu pouted, "I want to eat shrimp too." ”

Mrs. Wen called the nanny to come and peel him.

Wen Xiangliu was not hungry, and after eating a few bites of shrimp, he didn't eat much.

Staring at Jiang Jiu and Jiang Ci, I don't know what I'm thinking.

After they finished eating, Wen Xiangliu asked Jiang Jiu curiously: "Jiang Jiu, are you going to live in our house in the future?" ”

Jiang Jiu was wiping Jiang Xiaoci's mouth, and when he heard his words, he glanced at him, frowned and asked, "Who told you?" ”

Wen Xiangliu was a little proud: "I guess." ”

Jiang Jiu said: "I don't live in your house. ”

"Why?" Wen Xiangliu frowned slightly, "Isn't my family good?" Why don't you live. ”

Jiang Jiu couldn't figure out whether he wanted her to live or didn't want her to live, she looked at Wen Xiangliu who was curious about the baby a little speechlessly, "Why are you at your grandmother's house, your teacher?" You've done your homework today? ”

"It's been done a long time ago!" Wen Xiangliu proudly raised his little chin.

"When you're done, go play by yourself, don't bother adults."

Mrs. Wen was also speechless, she felt that Wen Xiangliu was really a little overexcited today, she thought that Wen Xiangliu didn't like ginger wine, but looking at his virtue, she actually wanted ginger wine to stay!

Is this a liking or disliking?

It's hard to guess how children feel!

"Mommy, I'm sleepy."

After eating, Jiang Ci began to yawn.

Although I slept on the plane for a while, it was on the plane after all, so I couldn't sleep well.

Jiang Jiu thought about it, and he was going to see Wen Xili later, but now Wen Xili didn't remember her, so it didn't seem to make sense to take Jiang Ci over to see him.

It's okay to take Jiang to quit another day.

"Then let's take a break."

Jiang Jiu picked her up and asked Mrs. Wen, "Is there a guest room?" ”

Mrs. Wen nodded and asked the maid to bring ginger wine upstairs.

*

After settling Jiang Xiaoci, ginger wine came down from upstairs.

In the hall, Mrs. Wen had already changed her clothes for going out, and when she saw her going downstairs, she walked over silently.

"Jiujiu, shall we go?"

She was a little cautious about her attitude.

Jiang Jiu looked at her, didn't say anything, only nodded silently.

The black nanny car had stopped outside the door, and Mrs. Wen got into the car first, and Jiang Jiu followed behind her.

Along the way, Jiang Jiu looked out the window and did not communicate with Mrs. Wen.

*

The hospital where Wen Xili is now located is a private hospital funded by the Wen family, and in order to treat Wen Xili, almost all the world's well-known brain experts have been poached.

So far, however, the role played by these doctors has not been as useful as that of rehabilitation specialists.

When Wen Xili woke up, the first thing he did was learn how to speak.

For many patients in the world who have lost all their memories, the biggest problem is communication.

They have forgotten themselves, their loved ones, their past, and at the same time, they have forgotten the language, and they have to learn all over again to eat and walk.

It took him three days to regain a basic grasp of communication under the tutelage of a linguist, and then he quickly became proficient in English at an astonishing rate.

When his doctor saw him again, he was already able to respond in English, and he was fluent in answers.

Subsequently, probably because of the innate foundation, Chinese and German were picked up one after another.

Although he has complete amnesia, but after all, his IQ is still there, and in a month, except for the comminuted fracture of his legs, he can't get off the ground, and his life in the hospital is actually similar to that of a normal patient, and he can't see that he is a patient with amnesia.

The psychological problems that patients with amnesia should have: suspiciousness, insecurity, fear, and resistance to unfamiliar relatives and friends, are not seen in him.

In other words, with his amazing willpower, he hid all this under the iceberg, so that people would not peep at him half of his vulnerability.

After three months, the comminuted fracture of the bones in both legs has begun to grow, but getting up from the wheelchair and starting to walk again is painful and long.

There are even many patients who are disabled for life because they cannot tolerate the pain of rehabilitation.

On this day, Wen Xili finished a group of training, and when she was pushed back to the ward by the rehabilitation therapist Coco, she saw a young and beautiful woman at the door of her ward.

The other party is slender and tall, wearing a black tweed coat that reaches to the calf, the delicate and small chin is half hidden in the fluffy neckline hair, only revealing the red and plump lips and the straight nose bridge, the eyebrows are picturesque, and the temperament is cold, it is really unusually good-looking, even if it is him, he can't help but take a few more looks.

"Xili," Mrs. Wen hurriedly walked over, "Xiaojiu is here, do you want to talk?" ”

Sitting in his wheelchair, Wen Xili looked up again and saw that the woman was standing there, still looking at him for a moment.

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