Chapter 293: Even Remembering the Ovulation Period
"Huh?"
suddenly popped out such a sentence, which made Gu Jiaojiao sober up instantly.
Almost reflexively, let go of the hand.
"Youβwhen do you remember my ovulation?"
Uncle is a big man, how can he still remember such a thing!
Bo Yanchen frowned, his deep ink-colored eyes stared at her tightly, "It should be, I remember your menstruation and ovulation." After all, I'm older, so I can only be more careful in this regard. β
He said with some grief.
From the bottom of my heart, I feel that although I am old, I am still at the peak of my physical energy in all aspects, and I will definitely not lose to those eighteen-year-old hairy boys.
Now that the second child is on the agenda, she will have to quit the bad habit of watching handsome guys on the Internet in the future.
Look, he took it off and showed it to her.
"Aha, uncle, you're really ......"
There's no need!
Gu Jiaojiao shouted wildly in her heart, thinking of the dozens of minutes of tossing just now, this man did everything to get her pregnant.
At the end, he lay on top of her for two minutes and refused to go down.
At the time, I thought he was tired, but now that I think about it, it was clearly for conception.
"Okay, okay, I know, you go out, I'll rest first!" was in turmoil, Gu Jiaojiao hurriedly sent him out, grabbed the quilt and covered it on top of his head and pretended to sleep.
When the footsteps faded away and the door to the lounge was locked, she immediately got up from the bed, rummaged through her bag for a while, found the pill and swallowed it directly.
With a "click", the door lock is released.
Bo Yanchen came in from outside and glanced at her.
"Uncle, why are you back?"
The little girl's body stiffened, and the pills she had just swallowed seemed to stick to her throat, making her whole body very uncomfortable, because she was stared at by the man's burning eyes, and her heart was suddenly empty.
The man's eyebrows were furrowed, and his deep eyes stared at her for a moment, not missing any change in the expression on her face.
Long legs stepped forward step by step.
Until standing in front of her, the cramped breath was suppressed, and the surrounding air seemed to be evacuated in an instant.
Gu Jiaojiao felt that her heart was tightened, and she was about to breathe-
She blurted out.
"I just think it's too fast!"
The air is silent.
Bo Yanchen narrowed his eyes, retracted his hand behind him, and after looking her up and down, he finally spoke.
"What's too fast?"
He didn't find out?
The little girl suddenly realized that it was just a coincidence that the uncle came in, maybe he didn't see her taking medicine at all!
The clear eyes immediately lit up, and he hurriedly raised them, "No! It's nothing! It's so fast to sleep now, it's only ten o'clock, and I can't sleep. β
ββ¦β¦ Well. The man's dark eyes were raised, and the obscurity in them was well concealed, and he stretched out his hand and touched her head, and coaxed her in a dumb voice, "Okay, you can sleep whenever you want, just don't be tired." β
"Uh-huh, I know."
Xu is because he is too weak after taking medicine.
Gu Jiaojiao's smile was extraordinarily bright when she raised her face, her clear eyes blinked a few times, and she pressed her cheek to his warm and thick palm with great affection.
The hand wrapped around the man's thin waist, and his tone was soft, "Uncle, you too, take care of yourself." β
Bo Yanchen didn't speak.
His eyes were dark as ink, and he looked at the wall, not knowing what he was thinking.
The next moment, the girl's soft and cold lips were imprinted on his warm palm.
The touch was so obvious that he shuddered all over.
"You ......"
"Uncle, you have to be obedient too. When it's time, remember to wake me up. β
ββ¦β¦ Good. β
Bo Yanchen responded, but he couldn't bear to wake her up again, especially when he saw the obvious dark color in the girl's eyes, he knew that she was so worried that she hadn't slept well for a day in the past few days.
Today, she was out of the danger period, and she was "over-exercising" so that she could fall asleep early.
After keeping watch all night, he spent the night on the rest bed next to Doudou, and did not wake up until it was dark.
"Sir, let's keep watch instead. Otherwise, with such a high salary, we don't even need to accompany us at night, and we really don't want to go. β
Early in the morning, the professional nurse rushed over to change shifts, looking at the man's deep eyebrows, nervous.
Bo Yanchen waved his hand, and a touch of helplessness crossed his handsome face.
"Take your salary, and do as much as you can. Night...... My wife is not at ease. β
Before the operation, Gu Jiaojiao was very big-hearted, after all, in the past, Doudou was often admitted to the hospital for examination and treatment.
She was busy working to make money at that time, and she didn't have so much time to spend with her, and the little guy was very well-behaved in the hospital alone, which never worried her.
But now that she has just undergone a craniotomy, Doudou seems to be recovering well, but in fact, her spirit is still not as good as before, and the wound is still aching from time to time, how can she rest assured.
After explaining a few words carefully, Bo Yanchen heard a rustling sound.
When I turned around, I saw the little guy on the hospital bed open his eyes.
He was still dazed, and muttered a few words, "...... Hungry, hungry. β
"Hungry?"
It's only seven o'clock, and the doctor hasn't come to check on the ward, and he doesn't know what kind of food Doudou can eat today.
He poured him a cup of rice cereal in a thermos cup, "Pad your stomach first." β
"Okay."
The little guy didn't wake up much, and the whole person was still staring in a daze. The little fat hand held the bowl and put it in his mouth indiscriminately, and one accidentally didn't hold it steady, and the spoon fell on the bed.
"It's okay, Dad will pick it up for you."
Bo Yanchen leaned over to get the spoon, and suddenly found an open crystal ball next to the pillow, and a small roll-like note paper in the middle.
"What is this?"
"Crystal ball!" The little one answered without raising his head.
After a while, I realized that something was wrong, and I said, "What's going on?" When did I open the crystal ball......"
He scratched his head in confusion.
Once again, I felt the thick gauze.
I had no choice but to give up and withdraw my hand.
A pair of big black and white eyes stared directly at the crystal ball, and the color of doubt in his eyes was even worse.
"Who gave it to you?"
Bo Yanchen was carrying the sticky note paper in his hand, and he intuitively felt that the content in it was not simple.
"An uncle...... But he said he could only call him Grandpa. Dad, is the thing you're holding in your hand a crystal ball? Uncle said it was a gift from him to me and it was best to open it with my family. β
After the little guy finished speaking, he frowned again.
"But I haven't opened it yet."
He was quite interested the night he first received the crystal ball, but he didn't open it all night, and then he went into the operating room.
After coming out, I patronized and watched cartoons, where do you remember this thing.
"Little master, didn't the psychiatrist give you a key to open it yesterday?"
The caregiver spoke at the right time.
She was there when the psychiatrist visited yesterday, and she could see it clearly.
He also took out a small key from the drawer next to him with precision.
The little one wondered even more.
"That uncle was here yesterday?"
"Give me the keys back?"
"And then I opened the crystal ball?"
"Yes!" The nurse's tone was categorical, "Because the psychiatrist said that it is best to open it with your family, so little master, you decided to wait until Mr. and Mrs. come over in the evening to read the contents of the note." But when they came last night you were sleepy, sleepy, and fell asleep after a few words. "
ββ¦β¦ Is it? β
It's good that the nurse doesn't explain, but the blank look in the little guy's eyes is even worse when he explains.
Bo Yanchen furrowed his eyebrows, finally realized that something was wrong, and asked him seriously, "You really don't have any impression of what the psychiatrist came yesterday?" β
Xiao Tuanzi thought hard, but still shook his head.
And the grandmother explained, "Dad, I haven't had surgery for long...... Didn't you say I was just out of danger? Yesterday was still in the danger period, how could anyone come into the ward? β
Bo Yanchen's pupils tightened suddenly.
The nurse on the side also panicked when he heard this, "Little master, you, you have been in a dangerous period since the day before yesterday, and you have been cultivating all day since yesterday." Dr. Yung said there was no problem and he would be discharged in a few days. β
ββ¦β¦ Is it? β
He spread his hands innocently, "Doudou remembers wrong!" β
The little guy has a big heart and doesn't think he has any problems at all.
But this frightened Bo Yanchen and Gu Jiaojiao.
As soon as the latter woke up and came out of the lounge, he heard this conversation, and remembered that he had forgotten to talk to the old man on the phone yesterday, and a terrible thought was completely formed in his mind.
"I've lost my memory."
"What?" It was easy to look at the two people who were in a hurry, and after listening to Gu Jiaojiao's eager narration, their faces immediately became serious.
It took him some time to sort out the information, his hand pressed tightly on his brow bone.
"But I remember you very clearly, and I remember most of the things before and after the surgery. It is inappropriate to conclude categorically that there is amnesia. β
It was easy to analyze carefully for a while, and finally came to the result.
"He was supposed to be in a stressful situation after the operation, which caused him to have a hard time remembering things in the short term...... The probable symptom is that I don't remember what happened yesterday. β
βοΌοΌοΌοΌ Yes? β
Gu Jiaojiao didn't know whether to cry or laugh for a while.
What I want to cry about is that Doudou really has memory loss, which is one of the most serious sequelae.
I can't help but start rejoicing again, at least only yesterday's, not all in the past, and even more.
"How to cure it."
The man's deep voice rang in her ears, pulling her thoughts back suddenly.
She suddenly realized the point, whether she could be cured and how to treat it.
But it was easy to shake his head helplessly, "At present, the medical community has not studied the brain very much, and some nerve damage has not yet recovered. In the end, the treatment effect was not good...... I will contact my mentor immediately in the future and hope to find a suitable solution. But don't get your hopes up. β
"It's hard to work hard."
Get out of the office.
Gu Jiaojiao's face turned pale, and she suddenly felt that the sky was about to fall.
Her fingers tightly grasped the man's arm, and a pair of apricot eyes raised in confusion and panic, "Uncle, what should I do if I really have amnesia?" β
"He's so young......"
The little girl was already panicked, squatting on the ground with her head down, covering her face and wanting to cry.
The man's tall body squatted down with her, and finally looked at her at eye level, and looked at her with eyes as deep as an abyss, and there was cold silence and peace inside.
After a long while, he finally let out a long sigh.
"The worst outcome is that he will lose the memory of this day until the third day."
"Isn't that his 'yesterday' forever?"
Gu Jiaojiao was stunned.
Thinking of Xiao Tuanzi's innocent and innocent appearance, she didn't know what was going on, she was panicked, and even felt that she shouldn't have rushed him to have surgery.
Or maybe it wouldn't be like that if you were a little more prepared......
"It's not your fault, craniotomy is inherently risky. If you are sick and cured, do you want to save your life or lose your memory for a day, which is more important? β
At this time, Bo Yanchen is much more rational than her.
"What's more, it's not completely incurable at the moment, maybe it's good to sleep and wake up tomorrow."
"Woo ......"
She knew very well in her heart that the chances of recovery tomorrow were too low and too low.
The probability of this being the case for life is the greatest.
Looking at the girl's red eyes full of tears, Bo Yanchen touched his fingers in his pocket to find a tissue.
I didn't touch the tissue, but I found the sticky note.
Doudou had forgotten about it, and he didn't mention opening it with them.
Demons sent God, and he chose this time to spread them out.
"Postpone the DynaSky project."
There are only a few words written with a water-based pen in it.
The girl who was still sobbing noticed that his expression was wrong, stopped crying, and subconsciously stretched out her head to look at the sticky notes.
At a glance, I couldn't help but exclaim.
"God, this word isβ"