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Shen Mingchu sensed something was wrong.

This is not the 25-year-old Zhao Yimian who will look into her eyes.

In the eyes of 25-year-old Zhao Yimian, there is no cautious joy.

As if a stone was stuck in his throat, Shen Mingchu opened his mouth, but couldn't speak.

"The bastard gave birth to the little bastard!" Ms. Song retorted angrily when she heard her daughter's words.

Zhao Yimian couldn't say no to her own mother, puffed her mouth angrily, and let out a unwilling hum from her nose.

Looking around, she noticed something was wrong.

"Why am I in the hospital?"

"...do you have a headache?"

Shen Mingchu's voice was hoarse, "You just had a car accident, and the doctor said you had a second-degree concussion."

Zhao Yimian tried to sit up, but before Shen Mingchu could react, she had already lay down on the ground again, gasping for air, "I feel like my brain is like a bean curd brain, it shakes when I move it..."

"Then don't move, lie down well, the doctor said that you have to stay in bed for a few days."

"Ah?" Hearing the bad news, Zhao Yimian's face became a ball of pain, "I'm too miserable."

"I'll be with you." Shen Mingchu gently pushed back a strand of hair from her temples, "Don't worry."

"Really, really?" Zhao Yimian watched her eyes light up, anxiously writing anticipation.

Shen Mingchu nodded.

Zhao Yimian asked hypocritically, "Will it trouble you too much! I heard from grandma that you have been very busy at work recently."

"Work is not as important as sleep."

Zhao Yimian laughed.

She smiled so silly that everyone could see how happy she was now.

Ms. Song looked at the two talking, leaned on her husband's shoulder, and smiled.

There were urgent footsteps in the corridor, she turned her head, and saw a doctor and a nurse walking towards the ward with a woman in white clothes, when she saw the woman, she greeted her: "You are here ?”

"Is Mianmian all right?" The woman asked in a low voice, with concern written in her voice.

"I've woken up, and it looks like nothing happened." Ms. Song said.

The woman breathed a sigh of relief.

The doctor came in, saw Zhao Yimian, and asked, "How do you feel? Is the headache severe? Is there any discomfort in your body? You don't need to sit up, just lie down and answer."

Zhao Yimian told the truth about her condition. The doctor breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the words, "Your condition is similar to what we judged. If there is no other pain, it should be an uncomplicated concussion. Just lie in bed and rest more."

At this time, Shen Mingchu said, "Doctor, there is another symptom that she didn't mention."

The doctor was puzzled, "What else?"

It can't be that the patient doesn't know but the family knows, right?

Shen Mingchu turned his head and threw a landmine directly at Zhao Yimian, "Mianmian, do you still remember when we got married?"

Zhao Yimian's tongue was about to get knotted, she stammered and asked back: "I, are we married?"

Ms. Song stood up straight.

The woman in white closed her eyes.

Only the doctor was taken aback.

"It stands to reason that a concussion of this degree should not cause retrograde amnesia...

"However, it's hard to talk about the brain. After all, our understanding of the brain is still very shallow. Let me make an order for you to take an MRI. It may not be comfortable, but it will help us to be more comprehensive. understanding of the patient’s current condition.”

After all, nuclear magnetic resonance is a radiation-related item, and rich people have more taboos about it. Therefore, as a private hospital, although it insists on being expensive and good, the doctor did not prescribe nuclear magnetic magnetic imaging to Zhao Yimian as soon as he came.

Private hospitals are more expensive than public ones, but the benefits are real. There is no need to queue up for the most popular and sought-after MRI room. When a doctor places an order, nurses will come immediately to help push people through.

The family members were left outside the MRI room, Zhao Yimian slowly moved himself to the MRI machine.

She raised her eyes slightly, and saw Shen Mingchu standing in the glass window not far away, her eyes were deep, staring at Zhao Yimian's direction, her lips were tightly pressed together, forming a straight line.

When being fixed, Zhao Yimian raised his hand, waved at her, and showed a shallow smile.

Shen Mingchu's brows and eyes were slightly relaxed, and he also squeezed out an ugly smile.

Having a brain MRI doesn't feel good.

The NMR machine rattled, as if someone was knocking on a stainless steel basin in the ear.

Zhao Yimian's ears were buzzing, and he had to follow the doctor's instructions to keep his head from shaking left and right.

After she was pushed in, Shen Mingchu's gaze also shifted from the machine to the computer screen in front of him.

The images of the brain are constantly brushing lines.

She seemed to be back five years ago, she was standing in the same place.

"The condition of the patient is hard to say. You can see this part of the shadow. It may be congestion, or it may be some kind of lesion caused by suffocation..."

"Can't you have an operation?"

"This place is very dangerous. The current level of surgery...the success rate is very low. I suggest conservative treatment."

Fortunately, this time the MRI revealed a healthy brain.

The car accident did not cause additional damage to her brain, so the question is?

What exactly caused her retrograde amnesia?

Shen Mingchu whispered to the doctor about her drowning before.

The doctor suddenly realized, "This makes sense. The previous accident caused her to have selective amnesia. There must be some changes in the brain that we don't know. This time the car accident may have caused the same accident. Impact."

He hesitated for a moment, "Although the patient has amnesia, judging from the MRI images, the brain is very healthy. I can't guarantee to you whether her memory will come back, but her life, I mean normal life, take care of herself This kind of ability will not be greatly affected, of course, if you have the conditions, you can invite doctors and experts inside and outside your brain to give a consultation to the patient, and our hospital can provide a list and contact for help."

"Look, I must look for it!" The woman in white was the one who spoke first before Shen Mingchu.

The circles of her eyes were red, and the veins in her fingers holding the bag were swollen. She looked even more out of control than Ms. Song.

Shen Mingchu said: "Then I will trouble you."

……

"It's like going to jail." Zhao Yimian lay on the bed and said to Shen Manyu who came to visit her.

She and Shen Manyu have known each other since childhood, so even if she lost her memory, she did not forget her as a friend.

Shen Manyu is peeling an apple.

She put the peeled circles of apples on the plate, and then cut the apples in her hand into teeth.

Knowing Zhao Yimian very well, she rolled her eyes, "I just want to ask you a question, are you happy when you wake up and find that my cousin has become your wife?"

Zhao Yimian silently pulled up the quilt, and at the same time moved down to cover her blushing face.

There is no need to answer, Shen Manyu can guess her answer, "It's right to be cool, why bother so much! Come, eat an apple, ah—"

Zhao Yimian opened her mouth, and Shen Manyu poked an apple with a toothpick and stuffed it into her mouth.

"What an unlucky child," Shen Manyu complained, "Do you know that your wife was going to propose to you the day you got into a car accident."

"Marriage proposal?" Zhao Yimian was startled, "Aren't we already married? I still have a photo of the marriage certificate in my phone!"

"You two get married first and then fall in love!"

"What the hell?"

Shen Manyu told the story of Shen Mingchu completely forgotten after she fell into the water.

"Impossible, impossible!" Zhao Yimian firmly denied, "Ah Chu is so good, it is impossible for me to forget anyone, even her."

Shen Manyu gave her a supercilious look.

"Really..." Seeing her expression, Zhao Yimian was not so determined. Thinking that she had forgotten about Shen Mingchu, even if she didn't remember the past, her heart throbbed, "Then Ah Chu is very sad." sad?"

"I'm not her, why don't I know. But it's true that you licked her as always. Do you know how you two got married?"

Shen Manyu's words aroused Zhao Yimian's curiosity.

"How did you get married?"

"Shen Mingchu went to my house to change clothes, you went to my house to play, saw her poster on the wall, pointed to the poster and said that you want to get all her information within 3 minutes, and marry this woman within 5 minutes, Shen Mingchu has been from Come out of the room and marry you."

Zhao Yimian immediately became complacent, "Let me just say, no matter how many times, I will still fall in love with Ah Chu at first sight."

Shen Mingchu was currently in the conference room of the hospital.

The meeting room was full of doctors in white coats, ranging from the prime of life to gray-haired.

The old professor wiped his glasses and put them on again, "I didn't expect to see this girl again..."

Most of them were invited here when Zhao Yimian had an accident last time.

"Sister Hong, sister Hong, check Weibo quickly!" In the studio, the little assistant suddenly yelled.

Ji Yanhong, who was helping Shen Mingchu adjust the schedule, put down her feverish cell phone and asked, "What's wrong?"

"A paparazzi took pictures of my sister going to the hospital, and a marketing account spread rumors that my sister was going for a pregnancy test."

Netizens are skeptical about the news.

Fans reacted in two ways.

"No way, no way, if you go to a hospital these days, you must be pregnant? Then don't I get pregnant with more than a dozen [dog heads] a year?"

"Didn't you say something good happened in the early Ming Dynasty? If you found a partner and got married at that time, you would be pregnant."

"I don't believe it, I don't believe it, I don't believe it. My sister always says something. It's impossible for her not to tell us about such a big pregnancy."

But soon, fans will no longer have to debate whether Shen Mingchu is married or pregnant.

"My beloved wife is sick, and the false statement has been sued. It will be handled by a lawyer. The work has been postponed for a while."

The accompanying picture is a letter from a lawyer.

Fans of Shen Mingchu said, "This tone is not from the assistants and managers, but from Mingchu and Benchu. That's right."

But more people, "Beloved wife?"

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It’s a little Calvin...and I also have a little problem with my own state...

But don't be afraid, I'll fix it.