By the time Huang Jianliang and his assistant rushed to the site from the construction site in a hurry, the entire ward was surrounded by doctors. The people of this courtyard, the outer courtyard, and even the brick houses and beasts in the province were also present.

Don't get me wrong, the reason why this is the case is not because of the Sun family's financial resources or influence, but because of Sun Xiaoyou himself.

A patient who had been judged to be unable to wake up for the rest of his life the day before woke up today, and one can imagine what kind of sensation this would cause in the medical community.

What neurologist is not eager to see this miraculous patient with his own eyes, to see this patient himself.

Of course, as far as the Sun family's position is concerned, with so many experts consulting together, Sun Xiaoyou himself can be a little safer.

Isn't it?

In the ward, experts and professors are whispering, and the little nurses around them are methodically removing medical equipment from Sun Xiaoyou.

Previously the instruments were used to prolong her life, but now these are used to confirm that her condition is really stable and whether she can leave the hospital and return to her normal life.

Huang Jianliang waited patiently outside, like a qualified patient's family member.

Of course, for patients who are sick and anxious to seek medical treatment, most of the world is not as big as doctors.

Finally, everything was over, and the chief physicians who had gathered for the general consultation left one by one.

As the backbone of their own hospital, it is impossible for them to leave their own hospital and their patients for a long time.

Now, there are only Sun Xiaoyou's directly responsible physicians and nurses in charge of the entire ward.

Flipping through the cases, the respected chief physician smiled and said, "This is really a miracle, Mr. Huang." Although I would like to congratulate you first according to the usual procedure, I have to say that if it weren't for Miss Sun's brain video the day before, which retained my authority on the diagnosis of the disease, I would almost think that I could return to my hometown. Thanks to science, CT and MRI, it was they that saved my night. Anyway, congratulations, Mr. Huang. ”

Huang Jianliang's expression was quite excited, and he grabbed the doctor's hands and said, "So the doctor, my wife is ...... No, my fiancée, Shinoyu, she's fully recovered now, right. Without waiting for the doctor's reply, he turned straight to face Sun Xiaoyou.

His expression was so excited, it could even be said that he couldn't wait.

But he was greeted only by coldness, indifference, and a completely undisguised sense of unfamiliarity, which felt like the first time two strangers who didn't know each other at all. Although Luo Qiong didn't say a word from beginning to end, Huang Jianliang's consciousness told him so. His fiancée, Sun Xiaoyou, seems to have become a different person.

A woman he didn't know at all.

Because he couldn't stand this feeling, Huang Jianliang turned his head and faced the doctor directly: "Doctor, my wife...... What the hell happened to my fiancée. She doesn't seem to know me anymore. ”

Pushing his glasses, he said with a little regret: "I'm really sorry Mr. Huang, according to our observations, Miss Sun is ...... It's like losing my memory. She didn't seem to remember anything about herself, not even her name...... To be honest, jumping from such a high floor, despite the fact that there is a person underneath, it is a blessing in luck to be able to wake up. ”

Because of the hype of film and television works, to be honest, people in these years are no strangers to the term memory loss. But when this matter is actually in someone's actual life, almost everyone will make actions like "how to do it, how can such a thing fall on your head". For example, Huang Jianliang now, it is obvious that he does not trust doctors.

Turning his head to face Sun Xiaoyou on the hospital bed again, "Xiaoyou, I, it's me, Huang Jianliang." I'm your husband, don't you really remember me? The response to him was still cold indifference, and even because he was not familiar with the name of this body, Luo Qiong's reaction was several beats slower than usual. All in all, her reaction gave Huang Jianliang an illusion for a while.

It wasn't his wife who was calling, but a passer-by who accidentally recognized his mistake.

Of course, such a situation is absolutely impossible.

Huang Jianliang was looking at Luo Qiong, of course she was also looking at him, although she had seen him once before this and was amazed by him, but how to say it. She couldn't accept this fiancé who fell from the sky for a while.

Closing his eyes, the messenger's warning appeared in his mind: "One of the forty-nine heavenly principles, you must never let others know your true identity, and all your actions must be based on the protection of this woman's original life. In other words, you must truly integrate into Sun Xiaoyou's life, and you can't let anyone see that the body has changed hands. ”

After opening her eyes again, she looked at Huang Jianliang in front of her with the mentality of watching TV.

This man, Huang Jianliang, she had only just met in a few hours, and he looked tall in a suit and leather shoes at that time.

When they saw him again a few hours later, the man had changed into another outfit. Now he wears slightly wrinkled overalls, and it's the same kind of worksite overalls. Well, entering the construction site is one should change into work clothes, and safety first is a principle that anyone must follow. And running into the mud in a suit and leather shoes to step on it, that's not a job that normal people can do. But, I don't know why, Luo Qiong feels that Huang Jianliang who looks like this is easier for him to accept than the previous tall and tall.

Maybe for people of her class, getting along with a male god who has fallen into the mortal world is less stressful.

Luo Qiong's eyes saw that Huang Jianliang's heart was empty, and he wanted to escape more than once. It's really terrible that someone who was once close to him looks at him with such a completely strange look. There were hardly any emotional eyes, joy, pleasure, anger, hatred, all of them, like a piece of wood, which was unbearable.

grabbed Zhang Ai beside him and pushed her forward, "Xiaoyou, you can't remember me, it's okay." What about this person, do you remember this person? Zhang Ai, her name is Zhang Ai, and you have been in the same school from kindergarten to primary school, to middle school and university. Do you remember Zhang Ai? I remember you told me that you shared a bed with her for several years when you were a child. ”

Although he looked a little reluctant and reluctant, he still fully cooperated with his boss, Zhang Ai patted his chest and said. "I, it's me, Zhang Ai, remember me. When we were kids, we used to play pillow fights in the same bed until my aunt came in and punished us. ”

Her expression was slightly impatient.

But what Zhang Ai actually wants to say most in his heart is that when I was in kindergarten, every time you wet the bed, you would quietly push me over while I was still asleep, and then, so people would think that I wetted the bed, not you. Every time you do something wrong, I take the blame for you and accept the punishment.

Luo Qiong continued to look at her with the eyes of watching TV, from top to bottom, like Huang Jianliang, the beautiful fashion on this woman was also changed into construction site work clothes. It's just that she still stares at her with high heels on her feet, which looks a little funny.

In addition, Luo Qiong found traces of dirt on the feet of both of them, especially Zhang Ai, who stepped on high heels.

There was more mud on her feet.

Even when you go to a construction site full of mud, you wear high heels? Yes, for some extremely particular women, high heels are almost all of her soul, and they must not be abandoned. It is no exaggeration to say that until the end of their lives, they will not give up their high heels, because that is the embodiment of their dignity as women.

Well, Luo Qiong himself is a person who is extremely unparticular about the details of life, even if he is wearing pajamas, he will have no pressure on the street with his head on the chicken coop. So Zhang Ai's complex for high heels can't be understood at all. But she knows that there is such a kind of people in the world, who pay attention to the details of life, even to the point of nitpicking, for people like them, the image is reserved that they will not give up until death. For example, the classic sentence Don't slap your face.

How urgent it must be for such a person to run so endlessly to appear in front of outsiders.

How worried Sun Xiaoyou was, the two of them were able to step on that foot in the mud, and they didn't even change their construction site work clothes, so they rushed to the hospital so straight. What kind of close friend does it take to destroy the image so much.

For a while, Luo Qiong was full of envy, jealousy and hatred for her body, Sun Xiaoyou.

There are two people around who care about themselves so much, and they have nothing to do to commit suicide by jumping off a building, not to mention the noble daughter of a big family, she just likes to do something unexpected to attract the attention of others...... By the way, you can also grab newspaper headlines and magazine covers.

Luo Qiong pulled the quilt and covered herself firmly, she tried her best to make a pitiful appearance.

There are many strange things in your circle, which is not understandable to her.

Ms. Zhou, who was on the side, found slippers for the two of them, and finally ended their embarrassment.

Love to nag, it seems to be a common problem of older ladies, Ms. Zhou chattered endlessly: "Mr. Huang, how can you be like this, making so many demands on God." After all, he sent Miss Sun back, and he sent her back completely, but he took away the most insignificant little things from her. Miss Sun has just lost her memory. You must know that the passerby who was hit by her, the poor child's entire cervical vertebra was broken, even if he did not die immediately now, he would not even be able to fully control his facial features in the future. How can you ask more of God? ”

mentioned the poor supporting character who was cannon fodder as soon as he appeared, and the whole ward was so embarrassed that it couldn't be more embarrassing for a while, Huang Jianliang coughed gently, and Zhang Ai pretended to fix his hair. And the real victim, Luo Qiong, her gaze inadvertently swept to the messenger who appeared next to her bed again, the man who was wrapped in black.

With a hiss, he took a breath of cold air.

Pulling the quilt tightly, she didn't dare to look into the other party's eyes, those eyes that could disturb her whole mind with just one glance.

Of course, Luo Qiong knew why the other party appeared. It was to remind her of her current identity. Sun Xiaoyou, that's right, she is this person from now on, and even in imagination and dreams, she can only be this name.

Sun Xiaoyou once again silently recited the name in his heart.

She had to change her mind at the depths of her consciousness.

Sun Xiaoyou......

At this moment, a middle-aged man rushed in from outside the door: "It's a big deal, Mr. Huang ......" After seeing Sun Xiaoyou on the hospital bed, she immediately added her name. For a moment, his expression looked like a thud, and he dropped a boulder. "Directors, we have arrived in the hospital lobby. They're heading for this ward......"

Hearing this, Luo Qiong, who had been unfazed until then, trembled suddenly.

No, it's just getting up, so it's like this.

Director, isn't the plot advancing too fast?