"It’s okay, even recovering a little is good," Hua Ling said.
"Ah..." Zhan Sheng also grabbed his head in pain, and everyone looked at him nervously, waiting for the final result.
After what seed like an eternity, Zhan Sheng’s head finally stopped hurting, and he gradually cald down. But he seed very tired, too exhausted to open his eyes.
"Zhan Sheng, Zhan Sheng?" Hua Ling called him, "Did you rember anything?"
Hearing his voice, Zhan Sheng wanted to open his eyes but still felt very tired, with no energy at all.
Countless shadowy images seed to flash in his mind, but he couldn’t grasp any of them...
"Zhan Sheng?" Hua Ling continued to call him; his voice felt distant yet sohow familiar.
Zhan Sheng slowly opened his eyes, took a glance at him, and then fell into a deep sleep.
"Sis, what’s wrong with him?!" Hua Ling hurriedly asked Mo Jun.
Mo Jun comforted him, "Don’t worry, he’s just exhausted. A good sleep will help. Maybe when he wakes up, he’ll rember everything."
Last ti, Gu Qinglun regained his mory like this.
"Then I’ll wait for him to wake up; you go continue with your work," Hua Ling said, knowing Mo Jun was busy.
"Alright, notify when he wakes up," Mo Jun said and left, needing to conduct more research.
Hua Ling continued watching over Zhan Sheng, feeling peaceful, even relieved, because Zhan Sheng was still alive. He didn’t need to feel bad or guilty anymore.
But this guy is truly pitiful.
After experiencing so much, probably no one in the world is more pitiful than him.
Suddenly, Hua Ling promised him, "Zhan Sheng, no matter who you are, or if you recover your mory, you’ll always be my brother! As long as I’m alive, I won’t let you die."
Just as he finished speaking, Zhan Sheng slowly opened his eyes...
He seed to have heard him, his eyes looking at him with a complicated expression.
Seeing him awake, Hua Ling was glad, "Zhan Sheng, you’re finally awake! How about it, did you rember anything?"
Zhan Sheng rarely reacted but gently shook his head.
Hua Ling was dumbfounded, unable to hide his disappointnt, "You didn’t rember anything?"
"..."
"Didn’t rember anything at all?"
"..."
"What about , do you still not rember?"
"..." Zhan Sheng’s empty, cold eyes answered everything; he didn’t rember anything.
Hua Ling cursed aloud, "Damn, how could this happen?!"
He hurriedly called Mo Jun over, who was also surprised that Zhan Sheng hadn’t rembered.
"Sis, your dicine didn’t work on him; what should we do?"
"It seems his brain might have been damaged. Better to go to the hospital for a detailed examination and have Bai Lang take a look at him," Mo Jun suggested, and Hua Ling agreed, with no other choice.
Bai Lang quickly ca to examine Zhan Sheng, conducting a thorough check, and discovered so issues with Zhan Sheng’s brain; so cells seed to be less active.
"His condition is very complex; he seems to have taken so dication that reduced the activity of his mory cells. It’s sowhat similar to dentia, but his situation is much better; at least he’s not dented. Essentially, he’s now a blank slate, except for so instinctive reactions; other responses are rather sluggish, let alone mory recovery."
After hearing Bai Lang’s words, Hua Ling was taken aback, stunned as he asked, "You an he’s beco an idiot?!"
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