After dinner, Song Jinghua took Tong Yan to find his friend.

"Brother Hua, how long has it been since you saw you? I was still single last time, how can I find such a beautiful girl?"

Tong Yan smiled a little embarrassedly, and Song Jinghua just greeted, "Don't tease me. How long will you be back? Leave after my wedding?"

The man smiled and said, "No, I'll come back to start a business."

After inviting the two to sit down, the man asked, "What is the situation of my sister-in-law now?"

Tong Yan replied aloud: "I have amnesia caused by a car accident before, and I have been doing it for many years, but I don't remember what happened before the car accident, and it doesn't affect anything else."

"Then you're in pretty good shape, at least it doesn't affect your current life. Have you had any previous treatment?"

Tong Yan nodded: "Yes, I have tried hyperbaric oxygen chambers, acupuncture, psychological intervention and even hypnosis, and I have taken a lot of medicines, but they have no effect. I was going to stop after taking the current medicine, and then Jinghua said come to you to take a look."

"Is there anything unusual during this time?"

Tong Yan thought for a moment, then shook his head: "Nothing has changed, it hasn't changed for better or worse, but it's ......."

Tong Yan paused for a moment and glanced at Song Jinghua.

Song Jinghua's heart suddenly lifted, and he listened to Tong Yan continue, "...... Recently, I feel that my memory is getting worse and worse, and I don't know if it's the sequelae of amnesia or because I'm getting older."

The doctor immediately smiled and comforted her, saying, "It's a bit rude for you to say that you're old in front of us. So, are you free tomorrow morning? Come to my office and give you a check-up, and we'll see the situation when the time comes."

Tong Yan: "Okay."

Song Jinghua was a little concerned about Tong Yan's poor memory, and asked, "Her memory has deteriorated, is it a side effect of taking those medicines?"

"What kind of medicine are you taking?"

Tong Yan hurriedly took out the medicine box from his bag and handed it over.

"It's not easy to get this medicine in China." The doctor picked up the pill box and looked at it, and said so...

Tong Yan smiled: "Yes, my friend brought it from abroad."

The doctor unscrewed the cap and said, "This medicine doesn't have the side effects of poor memory, so it shouldn't be ......."

In the middle of speaking, he suddenly stopped looking at the pill that was poured out.

Looking carefully at the letters engraved on the pill, his brow gradually raised.

"You stop the medicine first, and then go to my office tomorrow for a check-up."

Tong Yan and Song Jinghua were stunned at the same time, Song Jinghua knew that this medicine was bought by An Wenwei, so he asked, "Is there anything wrong with the medicine?"

Tong Yan also sat up straight, his face worried.

Doctor: "This medicine is wrong, it should have been changed."

Tong Yan was stunned for a moment, not thinking that An Wenwei would do such a thing, and muttered, "Could it be that he bought fake medicine?" My friend probably doesn't know."

The doctor took a closer look at the bottle, shook his head and said, "Unlikely, the bottle is genuine, the medicine must have been changed, and not only does this medicine not help to restore memory, but long-term use will also cause memory loss, such as the memory you just said has deteriorated."

Song Jinghua's face sank, although he had always felt that An Wenwei was not as simple as it seemed, but he couldn't think of An Wenwei's purpose for doing this.

Tong Yan was also incredulous: "...... It shouldn't be possible, he must have been deceived."

Doctor: "I don't know what the story is, but you stopped the medicine immediately, and if you hadn't taken it, you might have regained your memory."