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At that time, the hospital.

As Ji Jingshen carried the unconscious Song Qianyi to the emergency room, he anxiously instructed his assistant, "Go find the hospital director! Get all the top experts in the hospital to come for a consultation. Make sure Qianyi is alright. If anything happens to her, this hospital should shut down!"

Shen Chen bowed respectfully: "Yes, President Ji!"

Upon hearing that Song Qianyi was a member of the Ji family's heir, the hospital director hurriedly arranged a multidisciplinary consultation, with a group of top doctors entering the emergency room to observe Song Qianyi's condition.

Ji Jingshen waited anxiously outside the emergency room.

Shen Chen, having finished her work, walked towards him cautiously and asked, "President Ji, about today's business trip to H City..."

Ji Jingshen stared intently at the door of the emergency room: "Let's cancel it for now."

Shen Chen: "Yes."

An hour later, the door to the emergency room finally opened, and the surgeon came out and took off his mask: "Mr. Ji, rest assured, the surgery was very successful. Mrs. Ji should wake up after the anesthesia wears off."

Ji Jingshen breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.

The nurses took Song Qianyi to the ICU for observation for a period of time. After confirming that all her vital signs were stable and normal, they transferred her to a VIP ward. Ji Jingshen stayed by her bedside the whole time.

The next morning, Song Qianyi slowly opened her eyes, only to be greeted by an unfamiliar ceiling.

The sharp pain in her head made her frown. Once she was fully conscious, she turned her head slightly and saw Ji Jingshen sitting by her bedside, working on his phone.

Because he had stayed by her side all night, a few stubbles had grown on his chin, but it didn't affect his handsome features. He looked even more dashing than before as he worked diligently.

Upon seeing him, Song Qianyi's eyes lit up. Just as she was about to speak, she remembered the vague image of Ji Jingshen worrying about her before she fainted.

He clearly cares about me, but he usually pretends to be serious and doesn't let anyone touch him.

Song Qianyi's eyes darted around, and she couldn't help but have a wicked thought.

She frowned, feigning a panicked expression: "Who are you? Where is this?"

When Ji Jingshen saw that she was awake, he was initially pleased, but upon hearing Song Qianyi's words, his expression instantly turned serious.

What happened? Has Song Qianyi lost her memory?

He looked at Song Qianyi with a probing gaze and explained, "I am your husband, Ji Jingshen."

Song Qianyi looked utterly incredulous: "My husband? How is that possible? How could I have gotten married so early!"

Ji Jingshen: "..."

Before he could react, Song Qianyi narrowed her eyes slightly as she stared at him, and after a moment, she beckoned to him: "Come a little closer."

Ji Jingshen wanted to see what she was planning to do, so he pulled up a stool and moved closer.

Song Qianyi chuckled, then unexpectedly reached out and pinched his face, kneading it. With her other hand, she touched his abs through his clothes, her smile extremely suggestive: "But, your face and body are quite nice. If I were to really marry you, I'd seriously consider you~"

He's a complete old pervert.

Ji Jingshen's face instantly darkened, but he held back his anger when he saw Song Qianyi's smiling face.

The person taking advantage of him was exactly the same as Song Qianyi who had been pestering him for the past two days. Ji Jingshen thought that her amnesia was probably an act.

He wasn't sure yet, so he didn't expose it.

He expressionlessly pulled away from Song Qianyi's hand and stood up. "You should rest first. I'll go buy you breakfast."

Without waiting for Song Qianyi's reply, he got up and left the ward.

After Ji Jingshen went out, he instructed Shen Chen, who had been waiting outside since early morning, to buy breakfast, while he himself went to the neurosurgeon's office.