Mu Rongheng helped Zhang Wen and waited in the elevator room.

The elevator door opened, and a man about 50 years old walked out, followed by two big men.

This man's aura is very powerful, and he immediately attracted everyone's attention. Although his hair is gray, he has a heroic spirit, and the bright light from his eyes is so sharp that ordinary people dare not look at it directly.

Mu Rongheng felt that this person was familiar, and he couldn't help but take a second look.

His eyes also glanced at Mu Rongheng, probably because of Mu Rongheng's beard.

Mu Rongheng stayed in the hospital, without a razor, and he hadn't shaved for three days before he made himself so haggard.

Mu Rongheng sent Zhang Wen back to the ward and coaxed her until she fell asleep before slipping out.

He was afraid that the elevator was slow, so he took the stairs directly, for fear that the time would be delayed on the way.

When he arrived at the ward where Gu Yu was, his heart sank. Her hospital bed has been neatly packed up, and the person is gone, so she can't be sent to the morgue, right? Then he has to inform this "family".

"What about people?" He asked the nurse who managed Gu Yu's VIP ward.

The nurse didn't know.

"You help me find out where Gu Yu went to bed No. 3 in ward No. 3." He went to ask the help desk again.

The nurse at the service desk checked the computer and said that there was no record of Gu Yu in the computer.

"How is it possible, a big living person has disappeared like this, so that you don't know anything, right?" He thought it was incredible.

"Please pay attention to what you say, what is missing? There are records of going in and out, and without this person there is no such person. The nurse replied indifferently.

Mu Rongheng was surprised, how could this be? A few hours after he left, Gu Yu suddenly found no such person, and he was nowhere to be found!

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Gu Yu now seemed to be standing on a speeding train, looking out the window, many fragments of memory flashed like trees lined up on the side of the railroad tracks, one piece had not had time to see clearly, and a new one broke in, leaving only a vague shadow and swaying again.

There was a faint beep of sirens and footsteps.

"What do you see?" A man's voice came from afar, very small.

She frowned, she saw a lot of things, but she couldn't see anything clearly, it was all broken, like a broken puzzle.

"Take a deep breath. Look into the distance. ”

She did as he was told, looked through the shards, saw a white piano, and she held her palms wide open, but her little fingers still couldn't reach the keys, and she began to cry.

"Gu Yu, don't cry." A woman's voice gently comforted her.

She looked up at the woman with teary eyes.

The picture suddenly shook and turned into a mosaic, and the woman's face could not be seen clearly. She frowned again and shook her head desperately.

"Don't panic." The man's voice said, "Relax your body and breathe slowly." ”

The picture became clear again, and the woman took her hand and rubbed it in her palm. Gu Yu felt that the joints of his little fingers were no longer so stiff.

"Does it still hurt, Gu Yu?" The woman asked her distressedly.

She suddenly felt so sad because she remembered that it was her mother's voice. Mom's voice is incomparably good, like the graceful singing of the yellow warbler.

My memory is really poor, I don't remember anything, but my memory of sounds is surprisingly good.

It hurts, Gu Yu wants to say, Mom, I really hurt. She looked up at her mother again, who seemed to be wearing a veil, with only vague edges.

The beeping sirens grew louder and louder, and they rang right in their ears. Tears were already wet her eyelashes, and it took her a long time to open them. Harsh, she covered her eyes with her hands.

After getting used to it for a while, she opened her eyes again. There was a doctor with glasses standing in front of him, looking down at him.

"I'm your rehab doctor, what do you remember?" He asked.

Her gaze moved to his badge, which read: Qin Hui, Ph.D., Psychology Practitioner, Boya Rehabilitation Center.

Remember? Wasn't it a dream just now?

"Your memory is returning." He pointed to the glowing images on the screen and said, "The screen already shows that the part of your brain that is in charge of your memories is active. The first thing people think of is their own name, because their own name is the most affectionate word since childhood. What's your name? ”

She habitually looked for paper and pen.

"No need to look for it, you should be able to speak. Try to make a sound, ah~"

Gu Yu opened his mouth, a little nervous, except for the air flow rubbing and squirting out of his throat, there was no sound.