Sunset looked at Jiahua on the bed and found that Jiahua didn't remember the past, but because Qingfeng over-transmitted Jiahua's previous past to him, resulting in chaos in his brain now.

"Qingfeng, you come out. Sunset looked at Qingfeng and said.

"What's wrong, what's the matter?" Qingfeng asked after Sunset.

"Do you know why Jiahua is in this situation? Because you, because you keep telling him about his past, his brain is messed up now. Sunset turned to look at Qingfeng and said.

"Brain confusion? I only told him about a few of us last time, and I didn't tell him anything else. Qingfeng was a little overwhelmed, thinking that Jiahua's amnesia had healed.

"Yes, that's what you said. Do you know what is the biggest taboo of a person with amnesia? is not to tell him about the past, so that he will think wildly, and his brain will not be under his control. Sunset said patiently.

"Then what should I do? It's not good, it's getting worse again?" Qingfeng became impatient, not knowing what to do next.

"What should I do? From now on, don't talk to him about the past. Whether Jiahua can be good or not can only depend on himself. Sunset shook her head and prepared to walk inside.

"Sunset girl, isn't there any way to help Jiahua?" Qingfeng took Sunset's hand and asked.

"It's not impossible, but it's more dangerous. If he is not careful, it will cause him to become demented and his intelligence will decline, and then there will really be no way. So, I don't recommend it. Sunset looked back at Qingfeng behind her, and she could feel Qingfeng's mood at this time.

"What's the solution?" Qingfeng asked.

"Do you really want to know? You know, if you're not careful, your friend's life will be ruined. Sunset was very entangled in his heart, because he had tried this set of acupuncture techniques by himself back then, but the person he saved not only did not get better, but also died a few days later.

"Sunset girl, no matter what you do, you have to give it a try. Qingfeng's firm eyes reminded the sunset of his former self, and it was this firmness that moved the sunset.

"It is necessary to prick needles in his five major acupuncture points, such as Baihui, Tianzhu, Zusanli, Sanyinjiao, and Yongquan, and the needle piercing techniques of each acupuncture point are different, so that set of needles is also called Ranwu acupuncture. Sunset looked at Qingfeng and said.

"Dancing stitches?" The name sounds like child's play, who created this set of stitches?" Qingfeng didn't believe what Smoking said. Flurry stitching, what kind of ghost stitching is this?

"This set of needles was originally created by my master, and then it came to me, and I changed it to another method. Sunset took out a cheatbook on his chest and handed it to Qingfeng.

Qingfeng took the cheats given to him by the sunset, and there were four big characters written on the cover - flurry stitching. Qingfeng turned the first page and found that this set of needles was different from other needles. The usual acupuncture method will be the same for each acupuncture point, but this set of acupuncture is not, each acupuncture point is a different prick, which makes Qingfeng a little difficult to accept.

"Have you ever succeeded in this acupuncture?" Qingfeng asked as she looked at the sunset in front of her.

"Success...... It's not a success, it's not a failure. Anyway, half and half. But you must know that in this world, in addition to this set of acupuncture, there is no second way in the world that can quickly cure the symptoms of amnesia, so I will ask you if you want to know. Sunset took back the cheats in Qingfeng's hand and said.

"Aren't you lying to me? There is only half of the success rate, what if it can't be cured?" Qingfeng was a little scared.

"It's not curable...... At most, it will become a dementia, and no matter how bad it is, it will bleed. The person I saved before ......" Sunset suddenly realized that he had said a little too much, and immediately stopped.

"Dementia?Seven orifice bleeding?Wait, what did you say happened to the person you saved before?What are you going to say?" Qingfeng listened to Sunset's words, and immediately coaxed, it seems that this Sunset has killed people before.

"No, listen to me, the person I saved before used the needle method passed to me by my master to administer the needle, so he ......" Sunset rolled his eyes and said.

"The stitches that your master passed on to you can pierce people to death, so isn't your formation easier to die?" Qingfeng was a little crazy, Master can't do it, can this apprentice be better than Master?

"It was because there was a problem with the set of needles that my master passed on to me that I changed that set of needles. But I don't force you on this, and I don't advocate this method, because I also have the confidence. Sunset smiled helplessly, and now he had to tell Qingfeng the truth.

Qingfeng looked at the back of the setting sun, and smiled bitterly in his heart, although he said that he could cure Jiahua, but this method only had a fifty percent success rate, and it was still treated by a hand who had killed someone before. Qingfeng had no choice but to keep this matter in her heart, and see how Jiahua recovered in a few days, and then decide.

Qingfeng pushed open the door and walked in. Seeing that Jiahua, who was looking at herself with a dull gaze, Qingfeng's heart was even more uncomfortable.

"Jiahua, are you better?" Qingfeng asked as he walked over to Jiahua's side and sat down.

"It's better, my head doesn't hurt anymore. It's just that a woman's voice always appears in my head. "Jiahua had a dream before waking up, dreaming of a pale woman lying in her arms with a faint breath.

"Woman, who is it?, remember?" Qingfeng hurriedly asked.

"It seems to be called Kexin. Yes, Kexin. The woman's name was Kexin, and I dreamed that she fell into my arms without a trace of blood on her face. Jiahua told Qingfeng what he dreamed of.

Qingfeng suddenly remembered that before Jiahua woke up, he had called the names of Kexin on both sides. This also shows that Jiahua doesn't just remember himself.

"Qingfeng, who is this Kexin, why do I feel so uncomfortable when I think of him? Jiahua said while clutching his chest.

"Jiahua, this Kexin is a good friend of yours, but she is ...... now He is no longer alive. Qingfeng still didn't hold back, and still told Kexin that she was dead. Qingfeng knew that although saying it might make Jiahua fall into that pain again, she really couldn't bear to see Jiahua holding her chest like this, but she didn't know why.

"Qingfeng, can you tell me about Kexin? Jiahua grabbed Qingfeng's hand and asked firmly.

Jiahua could feel the curiosity in his heart about Kexin's affairs. Why do I feel very uncomfortable once I think of Kexin, but I can't remember who Kexin is.