"You an, even if he sees , he won’t imdiately rember those mories, right?"
"Human mory is a repetitive process. It’s like, say I’ve eaten sothing before and you might have forgotten it. But when you eat it again, the familiar taste will remind you of the previous experience. Of course, this is how normal mory works. I have transferred his mories of you to the depths of his consciousness. Ordinary stimuli cannot instantly recover them." Yin Yi paused on the other end of the phone. "Are you trying to restore his mory? If so, the quickest way is to find sothing that left the deepest impression on him and use a similar event to stimulate him."
"I understand, thank you, Dr. Yin."
Luo Xiaoqian hung up the phone, her emotions still in turmoil.
According to Dr. Yin, Leng Zimo’s headache should be unrelated to hypnosis, which made her even more worried.
Could it be that he’s really ill?!
No, she had to find a way to make him go to the hospital for a checkup.
But, what to do?!
Sitting on the sofa, Luo Xiaoqian raised her hand to support her forehead, lost in thought.
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Grand Hyatt Hotel.
"Please rest well today, we will et again tomorrow!"
After bidding farewell to the client who had co all the way from the United States, Luo Xiaoqian smiled and walked toward the elevator.
This client was an old client of theirs. This ti, Luo Xiaoqian had specially set up a series of MV shooting plans with a Chinese flair for them. They had co to China specifically for the shoot.
Because Mike was busy with the company’s renovations and his staff were not fully in place, she, as the boss, had to handle things personally.
Coming to the elevator, she pressed the down button and glanced at her watch.
It was already noon. When she got up in the morning, Luo Jun had sneezed a bit. She wondered if he would really catch a cold.
Ding!
The elevator doors opened, and she stepped inside naturally, then took out her phone to call Teacher Tang Rui and asked about Luo Jun’s situation. Knowing that the little guy was in good spirits, she felt at ease.
"Thank you, Teacher Tang."
Hanging up the phone, she let out a small sigh of relief.
The elevator made a slight pause and stopped on the 9th floor.
Luo Xiaoqian opened her bag to put her phone inside, and then moved aside to make room for the people getting on the elevator.
Footsteps sounded lightly, and a pair of Italian custom-made shoes stepped into the elevator, stopping beside her, and faced the elevator doors.
In the air, there was a faint scent of chocolate.
Catching that familiar scent, Luo Xiaoqian instinctively raised her face and looked at the man who had just entered the elevator. Seeing his handso profile clearly, she was instantly petrified.
Leng... Leng Zimo?!
Feeling the unusual reaction of the woman beside him, Leng Zimo naturally turned his face towards her.
Luo Xiaoqian was startled, hurriedly pulling herself back, turned around, and faced away from him.
Leng Zimo did not see her face clearly, he turned his gaze back, only seeing a back view with her black hair up, revealing a slender neck and beautiful earlobes like delicate pearls.
Noticing the familiar black necklace, Leng Zimo’s eyes narrowed slowly.
Ding!
The elevator stopped at the underground parking lot. Seeing the elevator doors open, Luo Xiaoqian quickly took two steps, lowered her head, and tried to escape from the elevator in a panic.
Just taking two steps, a domineering voice she was all too familiar with rang out from behind her.
"Stop!"
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PS: Good afternoon.
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