Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

Fu Nanli bent down and kissed her forehead, the gentlest kiss, as if he wanted to hurt her instead.

Wen Qiao added: "I seemed to see someone coming in. I fell to the ground, grabbed his trouser legs, and asked him to save me. The man ignored me and went out. I was so painful that my eyes were covered with sweat, and my vision was blurred. I couldn't see who the person was. I used all my strength to get up and went out. The rain was heavy and I couldn't walk anymore. Then I fell down in the yard. I could hear the sound, but my body seemed to be... Trapped, unable to move.”

Fu Nanli held her hand tightly and comforted her carefully, "Then don't leave me for more than seven days."

Wen Qiao raised his eyes and looked at him, "Why did you suddenly come to the club to find me?"

"I don't know. I just felt uneasy. I asked your Uncle Ji and he said you were at the club. I didn't see you lying in the rain until I arrived."

Wen Qiao reached out and hugged his waist.

Is this the legendary telepathy?

Wen Qiao looked at the rain and fog outside the window and whispered: "I don't know if our ancestors did something bad, which caused the genes of future generations to be diseased, as if they were being repaid."

Fu Nanli's heart was a little blocked: "Don't talk nonsense."

At night, Wen Qiao finally developed a high fever. Li Fang came over to give her water. The sleeves of the hospital gown were rolled up. Fu Nanli saw the bruises on it and remembered what she said about falling from upstairs. She was so distressed that she couldn't breathe.

Late at night, the rain washed away the aurantium flowers in the yard, and the white stamens were casting blurry shadows outside the lattice window. Gu Xiao, who was on the bed, just stared at the rain outside the window with his eyes open.

His bed was right next to the window, and the sound of rain seemed to fall on his ears. The sound of rain was supposed to be white noise and should help him sleep easily, but he could hear it making him a little irritable.

I turned over several times, but still no sleep at all.

Finally, he turned over and pulled the thin blanket over his head, no longer thinking about Wen Qiao.

In the hospital, at two o'clock in the morning, Wen Qiao's saline solution was finally finished. Li Fang came over personally to pull out the needle and took away the empty saline bag. Fu Nanli pressed the cotton ball on the back of her hand, and then reached out and touched her forehead. I got a forehead thermometer again, and it was a little better than before.

Fu Nanli didn't sleep well that night.

Wen Qiao opened his eyes and saw that he was just sitting on the head of the bed, and held his hand: "Why don't you take a nap?"

Fu Nanli suddenly opened his eyes, with clearly visible red bloodshot eyes, and held her hand back: "Are you awake?"

He took a forehead thermometer to measure her again. The temperature had gone down, but she still had a slight fever.

One day later, Zhou Jin drew 300cc of blood from Wen Qiao, and checked her genetic sequence. After that, he said to Fu Nanli: "I will take these samples back to my laboratory, and I will do my best to conduct experiments."

"Are you sure you can cure her?"

Zhou Jin looked solemn: "I hope I can find a solution. If I really can't find it, I'll think of a solution and we'll talk about it then."

At least the current scope is limited to genetic issues, which is a big breakthrough compared to before.

Wen Qiao was discharged from the hospital. Fu Nanli wanted to take her back, but Wen Qiao said that she wanted to go to the club.

Her fever was gone and she didn't look sick, so he asked Lao Hu to drive to the AF club as she wished.

When he was about to arrive at the club, Wen Qiao asked Lao Hu to stop the car at the door of Gu Xiao's grandmother on the roadside, and turned to look at Fu Nanli: "I have something to do, please wait for me."

It was a sunny day in the morning. It was very hot in July. There was a row of hibiscus flowers on the wall, trembling gently with the breeze in the bright sunshine.