Resolutely stopped Liang Wei from continuing to tell the story that he had to tell. Bo Jingxing ruthlessly pushed him out of the ward and closed the door.

Qin Yiren fell on the bed with a smile, and suddenly found that Bo Jingxing had another side other than gentleness.

Liang Wei, who was expelled from the room, scratched the door with an unsatisfactory voice, and his grieving voice lingered in a constant voice: "Why do you say that? You can get a boat trip in ten years and sleep in a hundred years. Jingxing, Jingxing, Hello

A cruel heart whimper!"

Bo Jingxing looked calm and pretended not to hear it.

Liang Wei scratched the door unwillingly and left cryingly.

"Don't do this, isn't Dr. Liang so pitiful?" Qin Yiren said with a serious face, then laughed out loud: "I like Dr. Liang's character, no wonder you become friends."

Bo Jingxing looked at her helplessly, "Is my personality bad?"

"It's not bad, what should I say..."

Qin Yiren tilted her head, smiled brightly with her eyes, and continued teasingly: "Maybe because Mr. Jingxing is from a wealthy family, although she looks approachable, she always seems to be separated from others when she gets along with others. Maybe

Is it the legendary class gap?”

Bo Jingxing pondered for a moment and understood the meaning of her words.

Although he himself was not very self-conscious, over the years, it seems that he could be called friends only when he was a student, and only a few people.

As for the friends provided by the Bo family...

According to Qin Yiren, they were all young men from aristocratic families like him. When he returned to Beijing, he often met, but he could not let go of his figure and play the game of sensuality with them, which resulted in the relationship being maintained at the level of a gentleman's friendship.

After reflecting on his daily behavior, his thin lips curled up a gentle curve and asked with a clear voice: "When I was with Miss Qin, did I give you the impression that I was not close to you?"

"Because I am a girl, Professor Bo is very gentlemanly. If you can't get close to me... Maybe I inadvertently caused you a lot of trouble, but I don't know how to repay you."

Speaking of this, Qin Yiren waved his hand, "Ah, don't care. Except for not knowing how to repay, everything else is just a joke!"

To be honest, if Bo Jingxing was really a type that was difficult to get close to, from the first meeting, he would not care about her nostalgia, regardless of whether she fainted in front of him or not.

"Miss Qin, those are trivial matters that are just a small task, you don't have to care like this."

It is hard to convince Qin Yiren by a few words. Bo Jingxing realized that this would probably push the distance between the two. He continued casually: "Actually, my family is planning to invest in Jianghai's business recently. After you recover your memory... these things

It's not too late to say it."

It sounds like it is a very important thing.

Qin Yiren nodded seriously, thinking about finding an opportunity to say hello to Chu Xinian.

She didn't have such a thick face and never wanted to take advantage of anyone, for fear that Bo Jingxing would propose a small condition to invite her to dinner again, which was obviously to accommodate her wishes.

"Then let's just say that." Bo Jingxing said, raising his hand to look at the time on the watch: "Miss Qin, if you don't feel uncomfortable, I'll take you back?"

Qin Yiren blinked and suddenly realized that she had stopped having a headache for a while.

It is probably because of the diversion of attention. As long as she no longer fights with the lost memory, the pain will subside.

She lifted the quilt and walked out of bed. She looked at the orange sunset in the sky, glad that she had not been in a coma for a long time. "No need to worry, I can call a taxi..."

"It's okay, my residence is not very far from you, just along the way."

Bo Jingxing said, pushing open the door for her: "Let's go, Miss Qin."

Since they are so generous, it will be awkward to refuse again.

Qin Yiren thanked her embarrassedly, followed Bo Jingxing away from the hospital, and asked before leaving: "Do you want to say goodbye to Dr. Liang?"

"Don't worry about him, doctors often hold partying at such times."

Bo Jingxing took her to the parking lot, asked her to sit in the passenger seat, and started the car and left the hospital.

Looking at the white building gradually fading away in the rearview mirror, Qin Yiren breathed a sigh of relief and realized again that she really hated the hospital.

Noting that she was relaxing unconsciously, Bo Jingxing hesitated for a moment and slowly spoke: "Ms. Qin, it's better to have a few days to rest for the next surgery."

As the party who was arranged, Qin Yiren certainly had no objection, although she was actually very anxious.

Listening to her simply agreeing, Bo Jingxing explained with a gentle expression: "Just Liang Wei said, your current physical condition is not suitable for receiving too much stimulation. For your safety, it is necessary to take your time."

"Okay, I get it."

With a grateful smile, Qin Yiren considered the next operation, trying to keep himself calm and not be as sensitive as this time.

However, it is easier said than done.

For her who has lost her memory, she is no different from those ordinary people who have never attended Medical University.

Even if you walk into the operating room, you are usually dealt with by anesthesia. The person who is lying straight on the operating table for treatment, spends the whole process in a coma, rather than staying awake and facing the bloody details.

Recalling when she started to feel a headache and was about to faint, a vague impression flashed through Qin Yiren's mind, as if Liang Wei was talking to her.

As for what I said...

He raised his hand and pressed the painful forehead. Qin Yiren frowned and found that she could not remember at all.

White sports car parked at the door of the villa.

"Thank you for sending me back, be careful on the way back."

Waving his hand to watch Bo Jingxing leave, Qin Yiren casually stepped on the stairs to the door, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

As Liang Wei promised, it was a very simple operation, which can be seen from the time it took.

But fainting was never within her plan, and the headache was even worse than before, which made her very tired.

"You are back." The aunt opened the door and followed her respectfully: "Mr. Chu hasn't come back yet, do you want to eat something?"

Pain is a very physically consuming thing.

Qin Yiren nodded and said listlessly: "If it is ready, I want to have dinner now."

"No problem, please wait in the restaurant."

The aunt turned around and left in a hurry. Qin Yiren took out her cell phone and sent a message to Chu Xinian, asking him when he would come back to have dinner.
Chapter completed!