I Lost My Memory After She Was Moved

After Cen Luo left the company, he ate a bowl of noodles downstairs, and then took a taxi to the hospital.

According to Jian Mu's text message before get off work, Cen Luo bought dinner for Jian Mu downstairs.

In the ward, Jian Mu was being examined by the doctor, and Cen Luo was about to knock on the door when he heard the doctor's words:

"Do you need to follow the doctor's advice? Not only do you not exercise vigorously during this time, but also do not eat spicy and greasy food."

"It's best not to leave the hospital during this time."

The bodies of the doctors and nurses blocked Jian Mu's vision of looking out the door.

Standing at the door, Cen Luo couldn't see Jian Mu's expression, but he could hear her humming.

It's because of what happened yesterday.

After the doctor finished the examination, he warned him two more times, and then he took the nurse to prepare to leave the ward.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Cen Luo standing outside the door. He paused for a while, and then said to her, "Supervise your friend, don't let her wound open again."

Did the wound open again?

"Okay." Cen Luo responded.

Because of the doctor's words, Jian Mu also looked at Cen Luo, who was standing outside the door, and panicked.

"I..." Just as Jian Mu was about to sit up to explain, she saw Cen Luo walked over quickly and held her shoulders.

"You lie down well."

Jian Mu observed Cen Luo's expression and was relieved to see that there was nothing unusual.

She was worried that Zen Luo would feel burdened.

"I bought you egg dumplings and winter melon soup." Cen Luo shook the lunch box in his hand at her.

Jian Mu smiled at her and said thank you.

"Thank you, this is what I should do." Cen Luo said while opening the lunch box, "I should thank you."

Jian Mu was about to say no thanks, but the next second she heard Cen Luo's words:

"The wound was opened last night, right?"

After asking this sentence, Cen Luo put the opened lunch box cover aside, picked up the spoon, and sat beside the hospital bed.

Jian Mu didn't think of an answer for a while, and the scene was quiet for a second.

The soup was a little hot, Cen Luo blew it, and then handed the spoon with the soup to Jian Mu's mouth.

"Let's taste it first."

Jian Mu was stunned for a moment, and then she opened her mouth and swallowed the sentence, not forgetting to comment: "It tastes good."

Cen Luo lowered his head, stirred the spoon in his hand in the lunch box, and then scooped a spoon of rice to feed her.

As soon as Jian Mu ate it, she heard her say, "I'm sorry."

"It's not your problem." I was worried that Cen Luo would feel a burden, but now that she looks down and apologizes, she knows that she may feel guilty.

Jian Mu didn't want to make her feel guilty.

"Look, the source of everything is because I took you to eat hot pot, or it's my problem."

"I was greedy, and I made an excuse to say that you wanted to eat. You went with me, and it made you get drunk and have a headache. I should apologize to you."

Jian Mu's voice was gentle, but more impactful than anything she had said before.

She is shirking the responsibility, while Jian Mu is taking the blame.

Moreover, she also implicated Jian Mu because of her rude behavior, and spoke coldly and maliciously to her.

Seeing that Cen Luo had been looking at herself with complicated eyes, but did not speak, Jian Mu asked, "Can I have dinner?"

Cen Luo came back to his senses, stirred the lunch box, lowered his head and muttered, "Compared to you, I'm really too stingy."

Jian Mu's eyes were always on Cen Luo's face, seeing her expression like this, she knew that she should be fine.

He joked narcissistically:

"Do you think I'm being gentle now?"

Jian Mu rarely jokes, and usually speaks and does things very seriously. Cen Luo was stunned by her joke.

Jian Mu guessed that Cen Luo would definitely say "Cut" or "No" to her when she heard this.

After all, judging from what he knew about Cen Luo during this period of time, Cen Luo generally would not follow her words to answer questions.

But unexpectedly, after a few seconds, Jian Mu heard Cen Luo's answer:

"Well, it's a lot gentler."

Compared with the Jian Mu she just saw when she woke up before, the current Jian Mu has changed too much.

After hearing the answer, Jian Mu was stunned.

However, Cen Luo didn't give her a chance to speak again, but directly handed the spoon to her mouth: "Ah—"

Jian Mu opened her mouth obediently.

This dinner passed in the occasional chat between the two of them.

After dinner, Jian Mu walked around according to the doctor's orders. Cen Luo didn't help her, but just followed her. If she was unsteady, Cen Luo would reach out to help her.

Back and forth in a hospital corridor, Cen Luo actually helped her five or six times.

Is it that serious?

"Does it hurt a lot? I see that you stumbled while walking today."

The person who could go out of the hospital to eat hot pot with her yesterday can't even walk steadily today.

Thinking about Cen Luo makes me feel guilty.

"It's not that it hurts, it's just because I didn't walk down the ground today," Jian Mu explained after seeing this, and then said, "Can you just support me like this? I'm a little afraid of falling."

Cen Luo thought that not only did he cause her wounds to open, but in the morning, because he felt ashamed, he frantically made excuses for himself to shirk the responsibility, and spoke coldly to a patient.

No matter which one came to mind, Cen Luo couldn't refuse Jian Mu's request, so he supported Jian Mu's arm and walked down the corridor at the same pace as her.

"Did you work well today? Are you still used to it?" Jian Mu asked.

"It's okay, I'm not too busy, so I wrote two press releases and three flash messages."

The two of you chatted with each other, mostly Jian Mu was asking and Cen Luo was answering.

"But there is a question, why don't everyone leave when it's off-duty time? Is it because the work is not completed?"

Cen Luo didn't understand very well. It was time for get off work, but no one in the office left.

"The media industry does work longer hours, probably because the work is not done or because it wants to do it better."

Some people may be due to unfinished work, but it is impossible for a person in the office to not complete their work, right?

Is your work efficiency so low?

Cen Luo just resumed work, and Jian Mu only talked about neutral aspects.

"Xiao Ran and I have said before that no one can force us to work overtime in the future, just lie down as a salted fish."

Jian Mu knew that she had not finished speaking, so she listened quietly.

"It seems that this can't be done."

Some time ago, Qin Ran shared with her about her work, and she worked overtime five days out of ten.

"You used to be like..." Jian Mu stopped talking as soon as she said it, because she was worried that Cen Luo didn't want to hear her talk about the past.

Cen Luo just "pricked up" his ears, ready to listen to her talk about the past, but Jian Mu didn't say anything the next second, so she urged, "What happened in the past?"

"I used to work overtime often, and almost every year, I would get the Excellent Employee Award. When I got the bonus, I would treat others to a big meal. You said, this is the motivation for your work every year."

"Am I so good? However, is my motivation too sloppy?"

Inviting others to a big meal is what motivates her to work? It would be too absurd.

But the next moment, Cen Luo thought about it, the only person who can make the former self call it motivation is Jian Mu, right?

"Is that other person you?"

This time, Cen Luo turned his face to look at Jian Mu and asked without shyness.

Jian Mu also turned her head, just in time to meet Cen Luo's gaze, and nodded, "Yeah".

Obviously she just said a word, but Cen Luo seemed to see other words in her eyes: Did you guess this?

Was amused for a while.

Hearing Cen Luo's laughter, Jian Mu followed suit.

Cen Luo glanced at Jian Mu who was beside her, and saw that the corners of her lips were curved, and she smiled gently.

Looking at it this way, it's really gentle.

The doctor originally instructed that it was enough to walk back and forth along the corridor three times after meals, but now, the two have walked back and forth almost ten times.

As soon as he reached the door of the ward, Cen Luo noticed that Jian Mu was still going forward, so he stopped and coughed softly: "It's almost ten times, are you still going?"

"I was discovered." Jian Mu said in a low voice, with a reluctance on his face after being discovered.

Jian Mu still wanted to chat with Cen Luo more, but after Cen Luo said so, Jian Mu knew that what she should do next was to go to the ward obediently.

However, the next moment I heard Cen Luo's voice:

"It feels like it should be fine to walk for a while?"

Jian Mu understood what she meant and nodded vigorously: "Mmmm."

Suddenly, Cen Luo thought Jian Mu was cute.

It doesn't seem to be sudden, it seems to have felt this way before.

The two walked along the corridor for a while.

Rarely, Cen Luo was extremely curious about his former self.

Listening to Jian Mu's talk about how strong her work ability was in the past, many netizens will be very interested as long as they see news interviews signed by her name, and she was awarded last year's top ten most popular reporters.

In the past, she thought that she had been following behind Jian Mu, with Jian Mu as the center, and that she had no achievements or abilities.

Unexpectedly, he is quite powerful.

but--

"How do you know so much?"

Doesn't it mean that Jian Mu doesn't care about her? That's a lot to know.

Jian Mu remembered what Cen Luo said last night, so she told her what Cen Luo had done over the years.

"In the past ten years, you have become very powerful, and it is me who is unbearable, so don't run away from your former self, don't be sad."

Jian Mu knew that maybe she was not qualified to say something to Cen Luo, but she couldn't help but say it.

The scene was awkward for a moment.

She was indeed running away, and she knew that she would have to face the reality one day, but Cen Luo didn't expect that the first person who told her not to run away was Jian Mu.

"Oh, you don't want me to work overtime after talking so much, right?" Cen Luo released his hand that was holding Jian Mu's arm and walked to the ward alone, "I see, I won't be able to work hard from tomorrow."

Jian Mu knew that she had listened, and smiled, then followed Cen Luo back to the ward.

The next day, Cen Luo went to the hospital as usual after work.

When buying dinner, Cen Luoduo glanced at the flower shop next door.

Generally, visiting patients should buy two bouquets of flowers.

When Jian Mu was hospitalized until now, Cen Luo remembered that she usually buys almost all fruits, and has never bought flowers.

After thinking for a while, he went into the store and bought a bunch of flowers.

As soon as he went upstairs to the door of the ward, Cen Luo put the bought lilies behind him and said to the ward:

"I bought you something nice today, guess what..."

Before he finished speaking, he stopped what he was about to say because he saw the scene in the room.

I saw a strange man and a woman standing in the ward. The man was wearing a black suit and the woman was wearing a red cheongsam.

Because of her voice, everyone in the room turned their attention to her.

The woman looked at her with scrutiny eyes and asked displeasedly, "Are you the Cen Luo who hospitalized our Jian Mu?"

Jian Mu calmly stood in front of Cen Luo to block their gaze, and said to her, "Can you go downstairs and buy me a porridge?"

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