The old man is really discerning, but Fang Mujin doesn't want to go to the hospital at all, let alone see a neurologist.

"Aunt Huo, it's useless, I didn't have the money to go to the hospital back then, and now I don't have any extra money to go to the hospital, not to mention that it's been so long, I can't find it out at all, maybe only I know that I have lost memories in my mind for many years."

When Fang Muhibiscus said this, looking at Aunt Huo's eyes empty, Fang Muhibiscus felt that he was a little afraid to face his former self now, if he didn't know that Tangtang was his daughter, if he didn't know that he had a relationship with Xing Ziyan before, Fang Muhibiscus might still be persistent looking for his original self.

But there is no way, all this really happened to him before, and Fang Mujian will not become fake even if he denies it.

"Hibiscus, if you don't want to go, we won't go, with Aunt Huo accompanying you in the future, we will be a family."

Aunt Huo felt the loneliness from Fang Mujian, and she also felt sorry for Fang Muhibiscus that she was still so young, and she had to bear so much, it was better to let Fang Mujian never remember what happened before and start again.

"Aunt Huo, don't blame me for not going to the hospital with you, I'm still me, and my current life fascinates me." Fang Mujian's biggest advantage is to do a line of love, she is also very emotional, before Fang Muhibiscus has regarded Aunt Huo as her closest person, as long as she recognizes the person, she will not change.

"How could Aunt Huo blame you, stupid boy!" Aunt Huo looked at Fang Mujian and said softly. At the same time, he stretched out his somewhat rough hands and held Fang Mu Hibiscus's slender hand.

Fang Muhibi raised his eyes, met Aunt Huo's caring gaze, and a warmth flowed through his heart, and now the only emotion that Fang Muhibiscus could feel was from Aunt Huo.

"Aunt Huo, thank you!" Fang Mujian looked at Aunt Huo and said.

"Mu Hibiscus, let's not talk about this, you can first talk to Aunt Huo about whether tonight's meal is appetizing, are you full?" Aunt Huo wanted to divert Fang Mujian's attention so that Fang Mujian no longer felt so depressed.

"Aunt Huo, I'm full, what you make is really delicious, and the home-cooked food I make is not satisfactory, not to mention that when I go to work, I eat takeout at noon, and those heavy things are eaten

I'm sick to my stomach, and now it's the most comfortable to eat your food. ”

Fang Muhibiscus changed his passivity just now, and looked at Aunt Huo as if he had just entered the door and said. But this kind of joy can only be expressed after Fang Mujin suppressed his emotions.

Aunt Huo looked at Fang Mujian's current performance, and her hanging heart suddenly relaxed, and she didn't want Fang Mujian to be in a bad mood because of what she said.

"Aunt Huo, I'll go wash the dishes, it's not early, you rest for a while, I'll clean up and we'll go out for a walk."

Fang Mujin wanted to go out with Aunt Huo, just like a daughter accompanying her mother.

"Hibiscus, I'll wash the dishes, you just wait for me!" Aunt Huo said that she was about to let go of Fang Mu Hibiscus's delicate hand and get up, but she was still pulled by Fang Mu Hibiscus.

"Aunt Huo, you have cooked for me many times, what is it for me to wash the dishes."

Fang Mujin insisted on washing the dishes, but Aunt Huo saw that she really couldn't resist Fang Muhibiscus, so she let go of Fang Muhibiscus's hand and let Fang Muhibiscus put the dishes and chopsticks on the table into the kitchen.

Aunt Huo looked at Fang Mujian's thin body working in the small kitchen, and she was more and more happy in her heart in the face of this little girl who was well-behaved but already a mother, and the idea of wanting Fang Mujian to be with her young master became stronger and stronger.

Thinking of this, she picked up the mobile phone she had placed on the dining table and walked into her own small bedroom.

Aunt Huo dialed Steward Huo's phone and wanted Steward Huo to convey some words to her young master.

"Old woman!"

At this moment, Steward Huo, who was pacing in the living room, heard his mobile phone ringing, thinking that it was his young master's phone, but he didn't expect it to be his wife's phone, so he picked it up and said casually.

"Old Huo, has the young master come home?"

Aunt Huo said softly to Steward Huo on the other end of the phone, for fear that Fang Muhibiscus, who was busy at the door, would hear her voice.

"Young master, he hasn't come back yet, is there anything wrong?" When Steward Huo heard the first words of his wife to himself, he suddenly felt that his wife was too concerned about his young master's affairs.

But Steward Huo didn't think it was a no

Good thing, Aunt Huo is now working for the benefit of her young master.

"Then you wait for the young master to come back and tell him that I failed to persuade Mu Hibiscus to go to the hospital, I have tried my best, but the young master still can't take it lightly." Aunt Huo said softly to Steward Huo, she wanted Steward Huo to convey it word by word, and she couldn't change the taste at all.

Aunt Huo was also afraid that Fang Muhibiscus's indifference to her young master during this time would make her young master no longer have hope for Fang Hibiscus.

"Good!" After listening carefully to what his wife said, Steward Huo replied to the other end of the phone.

"That's it, I'll hang up first!" Aunt Huo felt that she didn't seem to have anything to tell Steward Huo, except for the matter of her own young master.

"Good!" Steward Huo only felt that his voice had not yet fallen when he heard the sound on the phone prompting that the other party had hung up the phone, which really embarrassed Steward Huo.

After Aunt Huo hung up the phone, she listened to the sound outside, there was no longer the sound of water flowing in the kitchen, and Mu Hibiscus was probably already washing all the dishes, and it was just right to go out by herself now.

On the other side, on the top floor of the Xing's building, a quiet silver needle fell to the ground in the president's office, and Xing Ziyan could be heard standing there.

He held a cigarette in his slender and bony hand, but after this cigarette was lit, it was spontaneously combusted, and Xing Ziyan didn't take a sip at all.

After Xing Ziyan came back from Fang Mujian's home, he has been standing in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the traffic outside the window, a person walking around underground like a small ant, and all Xing Ziyan's thoughts also fell on the small place where Fang Muhibiscus was installed in the depths of his heart.

He knew that it was already time to get off work, but he didn't want to leave, there were a lot of unfinished papers on the table, and he had to think about how to get Fang Muhiscus to accept him.

It was the first time Xing Ziyan felt so tired, not because of the fatigue in his body, but because of the tiredness in his heart.

He suddenly felt that the two fingers holding the cigarette were a little hot, and when he raised his hand, he found that the cigarette had already burned to the end. Top