I am not angry, looking at Fan Yu, "do you want him to see Qin Jiameng? No, let's go. "

"You..." Fan Yu was staring at me. Her eyes were almost full of fire, but in the final analysis, it was Qin Jiameng who was important!

She just thought about it and said, "look! But only Mr. Ji, you can't go! "

In fact, from Fan Yu's address to Ji Qingxuan, I think they have long recognized the reality.

Otherwise, it can't be called Mr. Ji Qingxuan.

"I'm going too." I said this sentence looking at Ji Qingxuan.

Speaking, the arm tightly holding the man's right hand, pouting, a little coquettish meaning.

"Well, I'll take you." Ji Qingxuan looked at me, eyes full of doting.

Fan Yu saw everything in her eyes, and her eyes were almost angry.



But what does that have to do with me?

I just want to see what medicine Qin Jiameng sells in gourd.

In this way, Ji Qingxuan and I finally entered Qin Jiameng's ward.

In the ward, Qin Jiameng's head is wrapped with bandage and sits quietly on the bed.

When we went in, her face was looking out of the window, her hair was scattered, and she was wearing a white hospital uniform.

How to say?

Clean and beautiful.

The whole image is like what I saw on my first day home from the orphanage.

At that time, I was stunned and began to doubt whether she really lost her memory?

"Mengmeng, Mr. Ji is here."

Fan Yu stood beside us and called for her.

At the same time, she tugged me hard, and dragged me away from Ji Qingxuan, so that I could no longer hold him.

When I want to pull back, Qin Jiameng has turned her head and saw Ji Qingxuan, with a slight frown on her thin eyebrows. A pair of apricot eyes are a little dense, and she says, "I'm sorry, Mr. Ji, it's all my fault."