"What?"

The old lady heard that Li Beicheng sacrificed herself to save Yan Xiaye, so she was so poisonous that she was hanging in her body.

After rushing to the hospital, I saw Chen Aili crying and saying nothing again. She was so scared that she couldn't immediately turn her back.

At this moment, she finally waited for the attending doctor and suddenly got a completely opposite answer from the doctor. She was in a mess and couldn't react for a while.

In fact, let alone the old lady, even Yan Xiaye herself didn't understand, so she looked over. If she hadn't confirmed that she had never seen Dr. Xu in the past, she would have thought that he was deliberately mocking her coldness.

Yan Shuirou also rushed to the doctor as soon as possible, but because of the old lady's identity, she finally couldn't bear it and said that she was so arrogant: "Doctor, you must be responsible for your words. It is obviously Yan Xiaye who is hurt by Beicheng. Hospitalized, it's still a little bit..."

Doctor Xu smiled bitterly: "Sorry, maybe I couldn't express it clearly. What I mean is, fortunately, the patient's mother accidentally mentioned the name Yan Xiaye, which made the patient respond strongly in a coma, and then rely on it. I just said that this name has successfully woken up from this point of view.”

"What did you say?" The light in Yan Shuirou's eyes dimmed in an instant, and the joy that surged out from Li Beicheng's awake instantly turned into sorrow, and she looked at Yan Xiaye, who was silent with hatred.

Her parents were so stupid. If they had known that today would be there, they would not have received any messages from the beginning. They would let her die in their own places!

"Obviously, this girl Yan Xiaye is of great significance to the patient. Referring to the patient's current situation, I think it is necessary to ask her to cooperate with the treatment."

Carefully give advice that is most suitable for amnesia patients. Dr. Xu is sure that no one can tell the mistake of his words: "According to general circumstances, patients will lose their amnesia because they are unconscious for too long and their brain nerves are affected. After a certain degree of injury, it is impossible to judge whether the injury is reversible. Fortunately, the amnesia condition is not very serious and should not affect his life too much."

When he heard that Li Beicheng was basically fine, the old lady patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. The maid who followed her was helped to sit down on the small sofa temporarily placed beside her and rested.

Yan Shui Rou was so angry that she couldn't speak. In order to maintain her gentle and virtuous image in front of the old lady, her hands were held together and stirred together, so as not to accidentally strangle Yan Xiaye's disaster. !

Li Yuntang pondered for a while with a subtle expression, and said lightly: "What do you think of your so-called amnesia, specifically?"

"I'm sorry Mr. Li, I don't know much about Mr. Li's past, and I can't tell when he has memories." He endured Li Yuntang's heavy eyes, Dr. Xu's fingers holding the medical record turned pale due to nervousness. .

He gave this explanation, and he lowered his eyes respectfully, avoiding the sharp sharpness of the man's eyes without any trace, and added with a little guilty conscience: "In my personal opinion, Mr. Li has been chanting since he woke up. Yan Xiaye’s name, if you can invite Miss Yan in to meet him, your question will naturally be revealed.”

Yan Xiaye was stunned, and Qingmei's little face was a little complicated.

Before Li Yuntang spoke again, she hesitated and said, "Did he... say he wants me to see him?"

"Are you Yan Xiaye?" Doctor Xu looked sideways towards the source of the sound with great help. When he saw Yan Xiaye clearly, he immediately understood why Li Beicheng would rather pay such a big price to win back this girl.

"It's me."

Yan Xiaye nodded gently, and his heart felt like he had been overturned with oil, salt, sauce and vinegar. The taste was really full of all flavors.

"That's easy to say. Mr. Li seems to be not just trying to see you." Dr. Xu left a suspense with a strange look and summarized it concisely: "I'm not easy to describe it. Anyway, if you go there in person, you will understand everything immediately.

”

Li Beicheng was originally going to die and survive to save her. In this case, no matter how she thought, how could she refuse the doctor’s request?

After lowering his eyes and thinking quietly for about a minute, Yan Xiaye stood up decisively, held the corner of his lips at Li Yuntang, who looked unhappy, and walked towards the operating room without hesitation.

...

In the operating room, various instruments kept ticking.

Even if a person who has no sense of tension is no longer nervous, once he set foot in such a place, he will involuntarily feel the fragility and value of life.

With his slender fingers on the door, Yan Xiaye tried his best to prepare himself. He opened the door and saw Li Beicheng who was sleeping in a hospital bed with his eyes closed.

After only two hours, he seemed to have become much haggard all of a sudden. His handsome face was calm and bloodless, and he was lying there so quietly. If his chest was not still slightly undulating, he would have been easily mistaken for someone.

With a corpse.

Seeing the tragic situation in Li Beicheng with his own eyes, Yan Xiaye couldn't lift it up so he had to hold the door and look at him neither near nor far away.

She was dizzy after being pumped for 400CC of blood, while Li Beicheng changed the blood in her body, and the pain she suffered can be imagined.

This feeling is really terrible. In the past, when she faced Li Beicheng, she had never had such a time when she wanted to speak but stopped?

Even if Li Beicheng survived, he could not change the fact that she owed him a life.

The most depressing thing was that she really thought Li Beicheng would die of poisoning at that time, and even told him about the child. How should she end this time?

"Li..." The difficulty of opening her lips made a short syllable. She suppressed the urge to escape, swallowed her saliva and whispered: "Li Beicheng, can you hear me?"

As if she was alarmed by her hoarse voice, the man on the bed slowly opened his eyes and turned his head to see her. There was a pleasant smile on his face on his handsome lips: "Yan Xia Ye, do you have a class in the afternoon? Listen

People say that Jianghai has opened a new amusement park, and I want to take you to play."

“What class?”

The smile made her feel like she was on her back, and she was even more confused when she heard his words.

Li Beicheng seemed to be even more confused than her, and blinked his eyes and said with confidence: "Jewelry appraisal class, didn't you say that a professor is rare to go to your school, and the class hours are scheduled in the past few days?"

Jewelry appraisal class.

The last time I heard this noun, it seemed to be very far away, as if it was in the memory of a different life.

Such nostalgic words are combined with the amusement park, and then I think of Li Beicheng's inexplicable cheerful expression...

Yan Xiaye felt a little cold and vaguely realized that what the doctor called "not easy to describe" might mean a result that was so terrifying that it was ridiculous.

"Why, don't you like the amusement park?" Li Beicheng stood up from the bed with difficulty. He waved to her naturally. His tone and expression were almost innocent. He could no longer see the shadow of a perverse and irritable person. He was very intimate.

He smiled at her: "Come here, why are you doing so far away from me? We will be engaged next month. Are you not used to being with me yet?"

Yan Xiaye shivered and his premonition of something bad in his heart became more and more realistic. He asked in disbelief: "Li Beicheng, do you know what time it is now?"

"Time?" Li Beicheng raised his eyebrows, raised his wrist but found that he was not wearing a watch. "I don't know, but it was about three o'clock? I remember that I originally wanted to go to your school to find you for lunch.

...When I woke up, I ran here. The doctor said I was bitten by a poisonous snake. Maybe I was accidentally when I passed the green belt on the road?"

Speaking of this, he pursed his lips in annoyance, fully exerting the charm of the T-U-School Grass seven years ago. Chen Ken stared at her and was worried again: "I'm sorry, I'm worried."

His expression was so focused, it was like the ridiculous joke of the century.

But this joke became a reality. Yan Xiaye was in the game and felt chill all over and couldn't even laugh at all.

"Why don't you speak and be angry with me?" Seeing Yan Xiaye was completely stunned. Li Beicheng impatiently pulled off the chip and tube connected to his body, and willfully pulled out the needle that was transfusion from the back of his hand.

The bright red blood drew a thin arc in the air. Li Beicheng frowned and groaned, lifted the quilt covered with one hand, turned over and sat up to walk towards Yan Xiaye.

However, he overestimated the remaining physical strength after the operation and stepped on the cold ground in the operating room with barefoot. Before he could even take a step, he fell to the ground with exhaustion.

This condition of the elderly, weak, sick and disabled was greatly beyond Li Beicheng's expectations. He endured the pain and said to himself: "Strange...how could this happen?"

Seeing Li Beicheng weakly unable to stand up, Yan Xiaye took a step unconsciously, and was stopped by reason that was recovered in time, and stopped in place.

Li Beicheng raised his hand and pressed the bedside and tried several times, but he could not return to the bed with his own strength. He had no choice but to look at Yan Xiaye and whispered naturally: "Yan Xiaye,"

,You go out and ask a doctor or nurse to come in and help me.”

His speech once again went beyond Yan Xiaye's expectations, especially when she accidentally caught a glimpse of the faint pink on the tip of Li Beicheng's ears, the indescribable strangeness made her shivering on the spot again.

Yes, if Li Beicheng's memory really regressed a few years ago, the older boy of that age would basically pay attention to his image, and it would be easier to rely on outsiders instead of asking for help from her future fiancée.

Walking to the hospital bed in silence, he pressed the call bell for him. Before Yan Xiaye could retreat to the door, his arm hanging beside him was caught by the man.
Chapter completed!