The originally deserted ward was full of people at the moment, and Jiang Nuan, Xu Yanran, Bai Luo, Jiang Shang and others all came. Everyone looked at Lin Qingqing, and they all looked incredulous.

"Qingqing, do you know who I am?" Jiang Nuan sat on the edge of the hospital bed, grabbed Lin Qingqing's arm with both hands and asked.

Looking at the sweet girl in front of him seriously, Lin Qingqing searched his brain, but found that it was blank and nothing. She shook her head blankly, indicating that she didn't know her.

Staring at Lin Qingqing and shaking his head, Jiang Nuan at this moment was thundering. What's going on? How can this girl say that amnesia is amnesia?

Some time ago, in order to let Lin Qingqing recuperate with peace of mind, and to make room for the two of them, Jiang Nuan and the others never went to the hospital to disturb Lin Qingqing.

However, as soon as I received a call from Ou Yuanlan today, I directly gave them a huge "surprise". For a moment, she was really a little unacceptable.

"Qingqing, what about him? Do you remember who he was? Jiang Nuan excitedly pointed at Ou Yuanlan and asked.

has been a friend for so many years, Lin Qingqing, a woman, can forget her if she can say that she will forget. Jiang Nuan was a little angry, so she wanted to see if she remembered Ou Yuanlan.

Anyway, in the past year or so, she knows how much Lin Qingqing loves this man. Even if you forget someone, you shouldn't forget him.

However, unexpectedly, Lin Qingqing shook his head again, indicating that he didn't know him. "I'm sorry, I really can't remember......" she shrank into the corner of the bed, the look of horror and timidity on her face, which looked distressing.

Jiang Nuan really has nothing to say now, it seems that Lin Qingqing really doesn't remember anything. Not only did he not remember them, but even Ou Yuanlan also forgot about them.

Turning his head to look at Ou Yuanlan, Jiang Nuan found that the look on his face was not abnormal. "What now?" She asked, looking at the crowd.

Everyone was silent, and they were also meeting amnesiac people for the first time. If there is really any idea, it is also seen in film and television dramas, and it does not have any scientific value.

"Why don't you take Qingqing to a foreign country to have a look, maybe the technology is more advanced and can cure her disease." Xu Yanran proposed.

In fact, she felt a little far-fetched to say this. Foreign technology is more developed, but whether it can be cured or not is another matter. Otherwise, how could she have gone out with her father for so long, and finally came back with an urn?

Walking through the crowd, Ou Yuanlan walked straight to the bed. He sat down, his movements as if he were touching something fragile.

looked at Lin Qingqing, who was even vigilant in the eyes of others, but became extremely docile and well-behaved when Ou Yuanlan touched her.

Slowly embracing Lin Qingqing into his arms, Ou Yuanlan gently patted her back. "No need, as long as Qingqing stays by my side, as for those memories, it doesn't matter if you can't remember them."

After experiencing life and death, what are those memories? Besides, it's good for him to remember those things, it doesn't matter if Lin Qingqing remembers it or not.

In order to help Lin Qingqing recover better, Ou Yuanlan took her home. The same is true of the doctor's meaning, in a familiar environment, maybe she can recover faster.

Knowing that Lin Qingqing was going home, the aunt prepared a meal early and waited at home. As soon as Lin Qingqing entered the door, she immediately greeted her. "Ma'am, you're back." The aunt rubbed her hand on the apron at a loss, and said to Lin Qingqing.

However, this time the wife was a little different from before, Lin Qingqing did not answer her aunt's words, but turned her head and asked Ou Yuanlan: "Where is this?" Her eyes widened, filled with doubts.

In the past two days, Lin Qingqing asked the most thing. asked Jiang Nuan who they were, asked Ou Yuanlan what her relationship was, and asked her why she had amnesia.

"This is our home." Ou Yuanlan, who has always been extremely patient, seems to be extremely patient in front of Lin Qingqing.

The aunt on the side couldn't help but be surprised when she heard this conversation. "Sir, madam, she ......," she asked involuntarily.

glanced at her aunt, and Ou Yuanlan stopped her from continuing. Because of amnesia, Lin Qingqing has become less talkative, if she can't even talk freely at home now, where should she relax herself?

led Lin Qingqing to visit the entire villa, as if they had just moved in. "This is the bedroom, this is your cloakroom, this is the baby's room......" took the trouble to introduce her, and Ou Yuanlan did not have an impatient look on his face.

"Baby's room?" Lin Qingqing interrupted him. "Ours?" She wondered.

From the time Lin Qingqing happily opened his eyes, he felt that the man in front of him was very familiar. There were many figures flashing in front of him like a flashing light, and those figures overlapped, but they seemed to be the person in front of them.

It wasn't until she reached out to touch Ou Yuanlan, when he woke up, when the two looked at each other, and her little heart couldn't help but thump, that she understood where this familiarity came from.

She asked him, "Do we know each other?" ”

He replied, "You are my wife, Lin Qingqing." ”

This is the first time that Lin Qingqing has heard his name from someone else. This is also the first time that she knows about her relationship with this man.

However, to her surprise, she accepted this fact peacefully, and even had a little joy. She liked the man in front of her so much that she couldn't take her eyes off him at the first glance.

Just like at this time, Ou Yuanlan looked at her fixedly and nodded, and then replied in the affirmative. "This is our child, Ou Chenchen."

The logic of husbands introducing their children to their wives seems strange no matter how you look at it. However, Lin Qingqing was very useful, she nodded, and then gently pushed open the door of the baby's room.

The lights in the room were dim, and it could be seen that someone should have been cleaning it all the time, and the room was spotless. There was a crib near the window in the room, in which a sleeping baby was lying.

Tiptoeing in, Lin Qingqing half-knelt beside the crib. Looking at the cute child in the cradle, she couldn't help but gently reach out and touch his little face.

"Is this really our child?" As she whispered, her tears fell.

What kind of mother is she, she can even forget the name and appearance of her own child. Looking at him now, he doesn't know the other side.

A feeling of guilt churned from the bottom of Lin Qingqing's heart, and she tried hard to find out the sporadic previous paragraphs about this child in her mind, but unexpectedly her head began to hurt.