Ou Chunhua squinted his eyes.
Up ahead, Ou Shihua proactively invited the siblings into his son’s hospital room.
Ou Yanan was lying in the hospital bed; indeed, the bandage wrapped around his head had not been removed, but his whole body was clean and tidy, without any traces of blood. His face did not appear pale either.
If it weren’t for the hospital gown, he wouldn’t look like a patient needing hospitalization.
In reality, apart from forgetting so things, his other vital signs seed quite good, with no unusual traits.
Sitting at the head of the bed, he was flipping through a hefty dical dictionary, using the light streaming in through the window to read.
Little Pudding only had to see his earnest reading expression to feel involuntary admiration. This brother truly has the qualities of a doctor, even now, he never forgets to study.
As a woman, Zhao ngjin saw him holding the book while sitting on the hospital bed and thought he had a graceful beauty reminiscent of a sick Xi Shi. Any woman seeing him would feel her heart race.
Ou Shihua looked at his son and shook his head, saying, "He only didn’t forget the dical knowledge. I don’t even know how to explain it. The doctors can’t make sense of it either."
Zhao ngjin could tell that Ou Shihua was actually quite proud in his words, feeling proud of having an outstanding son.
"Yanan, see who’s here to visit you," Ou Shihua said.
Hearing his na called, Ou Yanan seed to draw back his thoughts from the pages and realized a group of people, including new guests, had entered his hospital room.
Ou Chunhua carefully surveyed from behind them, unsure if his son could recognize Zhao ngjin.
If his son could, would it an he could recognize Gu Nuan?
Ou Yanan looked at the Zhao siblings standing in his room and asked, "Who are they?"
He didn’t recognize them.
Ou Chunhua touched the clothes on his chest, as if a stone had fallen.
Ou Shihua felt sowhat disappointed. He initially thought the power of love might help his son quickly recover all his mories.
"She is the young lady from the Zhao family. You had a blind date with her before, and now she’s your girlfriend." Ou Shihua said.
His girlfriend?
There was a glimr of doubt in Ou Yanan’s eyes.
Zhao ngjin thought, he claims to have amnesia, but the feelings stored in one’s heart shouldn’t change, so by instinct, he knew she wasn’t truly his girlfriend.
Their boyfriend-girlfriend relationship was rely an act in the first place.
"Talk to her nicely, don’t make her cry, okay? She’s the girl you like." Ou Shihua earnestly instructed his son.
Zhao ngjin was torn between laughter and tears, unsure how this act would eventually co to a close soday.
Fortunately, the man with amnesia hadn’t lost his thinking mind, and responded promptly, "I know what to do."
Ou Shihua nodded, turned around, and left with his wife.
Zhao ngjin pulled up a chair and sat by the bed. Turning back, she saw her brother Little Pudding not only ready to sit but also opened his small backpack zipper.
"Brother Ou, I heard you were ill. I thought and thought, and only this thing, if I give it to you, I think you would definitely like it." Little Pudding said, then pulled out a paper boat from his backpack.
This was a paper boat folded from colored hard cardboard.
Zhao ngjin knew her brother recently enjoyed folding paper but truly didn’t know the reason, and neither did she know the paper boat was hidden in his backpack.
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