Zheng Xiaomeng clenched Lu Muqing's shirt tightly with both hands, constantly tightening and tightening, burying her face deep in his chest, "Lu Muqing, Lu Muqing, Lu Muqing......"

Lu Muqing tightened his arms, held Zheng Xiaomeng in his arms, patted her on the back, did not speak, but passed on all the heat that belonged to him to her, and silently told her that he was there, and he was always there.

Perhaps it was Lu Muqing's silent comfort that played a role, and after a long time, Zheng Xiaomeng's dilated pupils finally began to focus slowly.

She asked, "Lu Muqing, I, have I forgotten something?" I forgot the death of my parents, I forgot that I used to study medicine, and I forgot that you ......"

Lu Muqing patted her big hand on the back and paused slightly, obviously, Zheng Xiaomeng's question like this caught him a little off guard, and he didn't know how to answer for a while.

"Lemon ......"

"Actually, you don't say it, I also know that from the moment I stepped through the doors of medical school, I already felt that everything about medicine was familiar to me in one way or another. Originally, I was very proud, thinking that I had the talent to study medicine, and I was proud to be a scholar, but until I saw so many wounded people and saw Situ Yun'er's little girl, I knew that I was wrong, and the fault was that even if I didn't learn anything, those skills to treat diseases and save people were embedded in my bones, and I just forgot about it temporarily. In the few days that I stayed in the hospital to rescue the wounded, in front of my eyes, in my mind, there would always be some familiar and unfamiliar intermittent images, very blurry, but I am very sure that those pictures are all about me, but I have forgotten all of them, forgotten ......"

During the conversation, some brief images flashed in front of Zheng Xiaomeng's eyes.

In a flash, she seemed to see a little girl, a very cute little girl like Situ Yun'er, with two pigtails, big eyes, and a cherry red mouth.

The girl was wearing a dirty princess dress, holding a broken rainbow lollipop in her hand and crying sadly.

She raised her head, aggrieved and aggrieved about what she was talking to, until a pair of beautiful white hands gently put the pieces of Skittles into her mouth, and she stopped crying.

Zheng Xiaomeng knew that the little girl who appeared in front of her was her, so who was the person who put the sugar tablets in her mouth?

She tried hard to see the man's appearance, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't see clearly.

"Hurt ......"

Zheng Xiaomeng suddenly let go of Lu Muqing, holding her head with both hands, looking very painful.

Lu Muqing immediately grabbed her slender shoulders and forced her to raise her head to look at herself, "Meng Meng, look at me, see who I am, Meng Meng, obedient, look at me." ”

The bones in her shoulder were pinched by Lu Muqing, Zheng Xiaomeng wanted to raise her head, but she seemed to have a thousand catties of weight on her neck, and she couldn't make any effort, "Lu Muqing, I have a headache." ”

Lu Muqing didn't let go of his fingers because of Zheng Xiaomeng's pain, but the strength between his fingers tightened more and more, and ordered her, "Mengmeng, raise your head and look at me." ”

After all, Zheng Xiaomeng did not beat the pain in her shoulder, and slowly raised her head, but, somehow, she had already burst into tears, biting her lower lip and spitting out a few words with difficulty, saying, "Lu Muqing, don't force me to ......"