It's just that all the questions now are memories or not, whether she should remember them.

The two were discussing a heated discussion about Vivian Lin's loss of memory. There was a sharp knock on the office door.

"Come in." Huo Jingchuan raised his stiff eyebrows and said coldly. I saw a man in a white coat enter the house. At first glance, you can tell that it is a doctor.

As soon as the doctor came in, he saw Huo Jingchuan's serious but handsome face, and his phoenix eyes stared at his eyes.

Although he was just staring, it could be said that he was waiting for hundreds of poisonous tongues, and he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat. As far as the eye could see, there was a woman sitting next to Huo Jingchuan who looked graceful and smiling.

This woman is not amazing, but she exudes an extraordinary temperament, and the handsome man and beautiful woman are a perfect match.

"Huo, Mr. Huo." The doctor lifted the frame of his glasses, wiped the cold sweat by the way, and looked at the two before continuing.

Liu Wanyan raised her head when she heard the voice, her good-looking eyebrows furrowed, and she glanced at the white coat doctor standing at the door.

He turned his head again and looked at the man next to him suspiciously. The man was staring at the document in hand, and his beautiful long eyelashes were exposed, and the man's side face was perfect, with curved facial bones and a straight nose bathed in the sun, he was completely the domineering president.

But this is not the time to think about this, Liu Wanyan relieved herself and wanted to ask.

"That person is the doctor who helped Lin Wei'an treat her illness." Before Liu Wanyan could speak, Huo Jingchuan's magnetic voice came. Huo Jingchuan put down the document and raised his head, and the person was lying on the bench, with Erlang's legs crossed.

The skeletal fingers slammed on the table with a "click" sound. The man looked languid, but his black eyebrows were still wrinkled together.

The doctor was stared at all uncomfortably, thinking that he hadn't provoked this big demon again, could it be that he had not cured his wife who he didn't love before?

No, this is something that I worked so hard to cure, and I can't get into trouble with this man. The doctor lowered his head and looked at his shiny leather shoes, and suddenly felt extremely nervous.

There is no reason for him to mess with half the world as his man.

Liu Wanyan listened to Huo Jingchuan's words, but understood a lot, and saw that the office was extremely silent, only the sound of fingers tapping on the wooden table was left. When Liu Wanyan saw this, she had to speak.

"Doctor, don't stand there, sit down." Liu Wanyan smiled and said gently. The doctor was stunned, and walked from the door to the table, his head kept very low.

Suddenly, the clicking sound stopped, Huo Jingchuan let out a breath of muddy air, and wrapped his hands together and put them on his stomach. The glasses were still staring at the black head of the doctor. I've been thinking about this for a long time.

Now this matter is simply hot taro for him. If you tell Lin Wei'an, it will only make him more painful, and if you don't tell Lin Wei'an, you will only be confused and don't know anything.

I don't know what happened before, I don't know anything, like a fool.

Huo Jingchuan didn't say anything, picked up a brand-name cigarette from the table and stuffed it into his mouth, regardless of the girls present, he directly picked up the lighter and lit it, and began to smoke it. The smoke was so thick that Liu Wanyan coughed.

"She's slowly recovering her memory." Huo Jingchuan said seriously but unhurriedly to the man in the white coat standing in front of the table. Then take a sharp puff of smoke and exhale many rings of smoke.

Shouldn't it be a good thing for Dr. White Coat to hear that recovering their memories is not a good thing for them? Why are they all so serious?

Is it because the way you handle it yourself is not good enough? The doctor lowered his head, his face turned white and then dark, he was very nervous, and his whole body was trembling.

I was scared, but I had to answer. "Mr. Huo. Yes, am I doing badly?

The doctor spoke in a trembling voice, with a trill. provoked Liu Wanyan sneered, and was still trembling when talking to Huo Jingchuan, how small this person was bold.

Huo Jingchuan didn't care about the person next to him sneering, he just sighed, "You did a good job, you doctors have done your best." Don't worry, I didn't call you because I didn't think you were good. ”

After saying that, the doctor's whole body was fine, and his face changed from white to normal complexion, but it could be seen that he was very nervous.

"Then what is the matter with Mr. Huo looking for me?" The doctor breathed a sigh of relief, and the trills of his speech disappeared with him. On the contrary, Huo Jingchuan's brows were furrowed, obviously still worried about Lin Wei'an.

"In this situation, do you doctors think you should tell my wife about the mental stimulation she has received before?" After speaking, Huo Jingchuan pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray.

"This situation can be told to Ms. Lin, but if the mental condition is not good, or if the memory is more exciting, I think you need comfort, or she comforts herself." The doctor said seriously.

Although it was possible to tell Lin Wei'an, Huo Jingchuan also felt sorry for her, afraid that she would not be able to bear this kind of pressure, and that she would break down. But if what you say will also make her sad, the feeling of losing her memory, it will definitely be uncomfortable.

"You can go." Huo Jingchuan waved his slender hand and asked the doctor to leave. With such a swing, the doctor immediately fled, it was like a refrigerator, unimaginably cold, after all, it was the place where President Huo Da was, and he didn't dare to stay longer.

Liu Wanyan pursed her cherry-like mouth, and her slender eyebrows wrinkled slightly. "I think it's necessary to tell Vivian Lin, after all, this matter can't be hidden forever, she will know sooner or later."

Huo Jingchuan also knew it in his heart at this time, and recognized Liu Wanyan's words.

"Let's go, go to the garage." Huo Jingchuan didn't say much, stood up and walked out.

"Oops, wait for me!" Liu Wanyan also hurriedly got up to follow, she knew that this man had already thought about what he wanted to tell Lin Wei'an.

Soon, a Lamborghini pulled up in a neighborhood, and the two walked quickly to a room with a closed door. As soon as Huo Jingchuan opened the door, he saw a thin woman cross-legged on the sofa, how petite.

Lin Wei'an, who was once glamorous, confident and charming, has become the person who is now pale and nervous.

"Vivian." Huo Jingchuan's originally cold voice immediately warmed up, and his body was soft. Lin Wei'an turned her head, glanced at the two of them, and turned around again.

The two came to Lin Wei'an, "Vivian, do you want to know the memories you have forgotten?" Liu Wanyan gently held her hand as thin as a bamboo pole, and saw Lin Wei'an nodding slightly in agreement.

The two of them intermittently told what had happened before. After saying that, Lin Wei'an clenched her fists with both hands, her nails had sunk into the flesh, tears kept running out of her eye sockets, and the heart-rending shouting sound, the listeners had a headache.