he is eloquent

The next Sunday, He Yanshu came again early in the morning, took Ye Suichen to the hospital for a diagnosis, and sent him back.

He couldn't do anything, Fu Duo followed the whole process, lest Ye Suichen would disappear.

In front of Fu Duo, He Yanshu only said: "The nerves in the brain are severely damaged, and it is difficult to recover the memory."

Fu Duo was very satisfied, he pretended to comfort Ye Suichen for a while, and then went to deal with official business.

As soon as Fu Duo left, He Yanshu said to Ye Suichen: "Some blood clots have pressed the brain nerves, and it will definitely recover. It's just a matter of time."

Ye Suichen was puzzled: "Doctor Yan Shu, why did you hide it from Fu Duo?"

He Yanshu said: "It's good for Mr. Ye to know your physical condition. Don't tell others easily. Be careful and protect yourself."

Although Ye Suichen didn't understand He Yanshu's intentions, he felt that He Yanshu was confiding in him like a friend, nodded and said, "I see, I can grasp it."

"Oh, and more." He Yanshu took out a book of poetry from his bag, "This is for you. Practicing calligraphy can help relieve stress and restore memory."

Ye Suichen took it and looked through it for a while, but found nothing special.

"I have already told Fu Duo that you have no hope of recovery, and the number of times I see you may be less in the future, and it may be the last chance to meet. Revisiting the old place or contacting familiar people can stimulate memory recovery, but the process may be accompanied by Headache, don't be too impatient, and don't panic when you encounter a headache." He Yanshu finally confessed.

"Well, thank you doctor." Ye Suichen said goodbye to him.

Walking out of the main hall, He Yanshu happened to see Xia Wenshu coming out of Fu Duo's study. He looked sideways for a moment, and Xia Wenshu immediately walked over and smiled and said to him, "Doctor Yan Shu, do you want to go out?"

"Well, I'm leaving." He Yanshu looked back, but Fu Duo was still in the house.

"Doctor Yan Shu wants to help Mr. Ye?" Xia Wenshu raised his eyebrows, revealing what He Yanshu was planning.

"You want to tell Fu Duo?" He Yanshu frowned. Although he was not afraid that Fu Duo would know, he did not underestimate how difficult Fu Duo was.

But Xia Wenshu just shook his head and said softly, "I can help you."

"Why should I trust you?" He Yanshu squinted at him.

"You can only trust me." Xia Wenshu shrugged, "I am Mr. Ye's art teacher, it will be much more convenient to have my help."

Even though he didn't know what medicine Xia Wenshu sold in the gourd, He Yanshu nodded in agreement - after all, with one more helper now, Ye Suichen would have more hope of escaping.

Ye Suichen took the collection of poems and tore out a piece of letter paper to practice calligraphy.

Although there is no note in the book, one page is obviously more indented than the other pages, and it can be seen that the original owner of the book has read more.

He was a little curious, what kind of poem would be the original owner's favorite?

Ye Suichen felt that reading a book that someone else had read was like reading someone else's diary, it had the thrill of prying into privacy.

"Zi Mian Ci" of the Southern and Northern Dynasties.

Take safflower.Take Bai Xue.Wash your face with your son and make yourself happy.Take Bai Xue.Take safflower.Wash your face with your son as Yanhua.

Take the bonus.Take Snow White.Use face wash for shine.Take Snow White.Take the bonus.Wash your face with your son and make Huarong.

After reading it, my heart feels peaceful. I think Cui and her husband must have a deep love for each other.

While writing on the paper, Ye Suichen guessed that the owner of this book might be a very gentle and affectionate person.

Unknowingly, he copied for a long time, and he copied a thick stack by lunch time.

The more he copied this poem, the more he liked it, and he felt that there was a very familiar feeling in it.If it wasn't for Cui Shi being a woman, he would have suspected that he wrote it in his previous life.

Just about to put these papers into the box, Fu Duo walked over with a cane.

Benedict.Benedict.Benedict.The bottom hit the floor, and the dull sound made Ye Suichen feel eerie.

But he still held up the copybook and said, "A Duo, look at the calligraphy I practiced."

Fu Duo walked over with great interest, and when he saw the content of that word, his complexion instantly turned ugly, especially the word "snow white" in it, which was particularly dazzling.

He took the stack of characters and said: "Don't practice this song in the future."

"Why? My handwriting is ugly?" Ye Suichen was puzzled.

"There's no reason, I don't like it." Fu Duo reached out and tore up all the papers, and threw them into the trash can, "Eat."

Ye Suichen didn't know why Fu Duo was like this, he was always inexplicably angry and didn't tell himself the reason.

Looking at the words he had practiced so hard in the trash can, Ye Suichen turned and walked to his room: "There are so many things you don't like."

"Sui Chen." Fu Duo wanted to follow, but Ye Sui Chen slammed the door shut.

"Sui Chen, you are over 30, don't act like a child, okay?" Fu Duo knocked on his door, but got no response.

"Sui Chen? Sui Chen!"

Ye Suichen lay on the bed sullenly, but didn't want to open the door.Marisa looked this way while cleaning the table, thinking that Mr. Ye's temper was indeed more punctual than Mr. Fu's salary.

Xia Wenshu walked up to Fu Duo and said softly, "Forget it, Mr. Fu. Give Mr. Ye a little time, shall we eat first?"

Fu Duo had no choice but to stare at the door for a while before going to eat.

In the afternoon, when Fu Duo went out for an impromptu meeting, Ye Suichen came out to get some fresh air.

Marisa stepped forward and asked him, "Mr. Ye, there is food left in the kitchen, do you want to eat?"

Ye Suichen shook his head, lying on the table and flipping through the book.He doesn't eat, he would rather be hungry.

The phone rang suddenly, and Marisa went to answer it, with a strange expression on her face, but Ye Suichen was quite normal.Marisa always answered the phone at home. Except for Fu Duo, who was looking for Fu Duo, no one else ever looked for him.

But this time Marisa looked at him with something different in her eyes, doubts, embarrassment, and even pity.Ye Suichen almost thought that he was wrong, but Marisa actually felt sorry for him?

"What's the matter? Are you looking for Fu Duo?" Ye Suichen asked.

Marisa hesitated for a long time, then passed the receiver to him: "You pick it up, I'm looking for you." Maybe Mr. Fu just happened to be aggressive with Mr. Ye again today, which made her feel a little sorry to look at Mr. Ye for Mr. Fu again.

It's nothing to answer the phone, Mr. Ye's friend just missed him, and the two of them just talked a few words.

"Looking for me?" Ye Suichen walked over hesitantly, how could someone be looking for him?

"Hello?" "Hello?" "Hello?" After three times of hello, the other party didn't speak.

"Is it Ah Chen?" The interviewer asked tentatively.

Call him Achen, he should be a very close person.Ye Suichen replied: "Yes, who are you?"

"I, Yue Zhou, can't you hear me?" Finally hearing his friend's voice, Yue Zhou was both excited and sad, and didn't know what to say.

In the past two years, he had too many doubts in his heart.He only knew that Fu Duo and Ye Suichen had come to the United States, but they couldn't get in touch with anyone. He heard that Ye Suichen was seriously injured and unconscious, and Fu Duo watched him for 24 hours and kept him away. Sui Chen and Fu Duo called each address.Fu Duo is also very sophisticated, changing a batch of numbers every once in a while, and it is very laborious to investigate.

But the most fundamental problem was that Yue Zhou did not expect Ye Suichen to be able to receive calls.Ye Suichen sounded relaxed, but it took him two years to make this call.

"I don't know you." Ye Suichen's next words cast a chill on his heart.

"Don't joke with me. What happened to you? Why do you want to marry Fu Duo suddenly? You don't want that little gentleman anymore?" Yue Zhou was anxious.

"I have indeed forgotten a lot of things. Who is a gentleman?" Ye Suichen frowned and thought deeply. What is this?

"It's over, you don't even remember Fang Suixue, it seems that you really lost your memory." Yue Zhou glanced at Zou Muyang who was beside him, and Zou Muyang also looked at him in horror.

"Yangyang and I are in Philadelphia now, if you have a chance, sneak out and have a look at us."

Ye Suichen was about to answer when Xia Wenshu walked in, so frightened that Marisa jumped over and hung up the phone.

"Mr. Xiaoxia, you're here." Marisa approached him happily, greeting him.

Xia Wenshu saw everything in his eyes and didn't hold on to it. He smiled: "Mr. Ye, do you want to go to the bar tonight?"

"I can't go out." Ye Suichen lowered his eyes, leaned on the chair, and pressed his tongue against his cheek.

"You can, Mr. Fu said that he just killed you, and I'm sorry for you. He can allow you to go out for a walk with me. "

"Really?" Ye Suichen's eyes lit up.

"real."

Ye Suichen went out with Xia Wenshu, and he felt strange about all the things outside.

The dazzling dance floor, shaking men and women, refreshing cocktails, everything impacted his nerves, both fresh and exciting.

At first Xia Wenshu was still pouring wine for him, but then he couldn't see anyone.Ye Suichen got dizzy from drinking, checked out from the bar, but still didn't see Xia Wenshu.

Where did this kid go?Without Xia Wenshu, he wouldn't know the way, so how could he go back?

Ye Suichen walked along the street looking for someone, and when he found it, he forgot what he was doing.

Under the fountain in the square, he was setting up a stall with an electric guitar, singing "yesterdayoncemore" with a magnetic and pleasant voice.After Ye Suichen passed by, he took a few steps back, thought for a while and squatted down, and put all the banknotes on his body into the busker's hat that was placed upside down on the ground.

The man singing said amen to him: "Spring is a good season, may the Lord bless you."

Ye Suichen followed suit and made a four-dimensional prayer gesture.

He couldn't move anymore, sleepiness haunted his head, and he could hardly keep his eyes open.

This place was a park, so he found a bench where he could lie down, and took a nap with his eyes closed.

Across the street was a cafeteria, and there were a lot of poor kids gathered around the door, as if someone was handing out refreshments to them.

It's a man.The voice sounded like a pearl falling into a jade plate.

Ye Suichen felt that the night was so quiet. With his eyes closed, his hearing was magnified several times.The man's voice followed the night wind, mixed with the sound of insects, and penetrated into his ears.

They should have been telling a story just now, because the children kept urging the man to say the ending: "And then, and then! What happened in the end?"

"In the end, the prince lived happily with the benefactor he thought had saved him, the princess of the neighboring country," the man said.

Ye Suichen put his hand on his forehead, smiled and turned around, adjusting to a more comfortable sleeping position.

"What! Are we asking what happened to the Little Mermaid?" the children shouted.

"Little Mermaid, I don't know." The man chuckled, as if he didn't want them to hear the cruel ending.

They didn't hear the ending they wanted to hear, and the children all became suspicious of the man: "Brother, you are from the East, don't you only tell stories from the East?"

The man sat down cross-legged, the children formed a circle, and he divided the cakes one by one: "Do you want to hear stories from the East?"

"miss you!"

"Stories from the East are all majestic."

The author has something to say: Ye Ye drank so much just waiting for Fang Fang to pick up the corpse hhh

It is said that Mr. Xiao Xia's clumsy way of throwing children can also be useful.

Happy Teacher's Day~