Chapter 112 How to find her in reincarnation

Airport.

The electronic voice announced without any emotion.

Ning Fengsheng wore a wig, a men's suit, and had a mustache stuck on his lips.

She pushed her black-framed glasses, feeling an ominous feeling in her heart, and was very uneasy.

There was a commotion on the right, and a line of black bodyguards walked straight towards them. Ning Fengsheng's back stiffened!

Did Nanchuan Shijue really regret it? He came to arrest her again!

But when her eyes fell on the line of bodyguards, she knew they were not from Nanchuan Shijue—

The bodyguards were of varying sizes and not very well trained.

There is a big difference in grade.

Moreover, the clothes of Nanchuan Shijue's subordinates are all handmade and the buttons are engraved with the Nanchuan family emblem.

The dozen or so bodyguards walked straight to Ning Fengsheng and blocked a radius.

Ning Fengsheng frowned. It wouldn't be Nanchuan nobleman, could it be...

Sure enough, a lazy and elegant figure followed.

Ning Fengsheng gritted his teeth and met a pair of unfathomable black eyes that were smiling.

She was so focused on escaping Nanchuan Shijue that she neglected to notice that this dog was also trying to catch her?!

"Shengsheng, do you think I can't recognize you when you're dressed like this?"

Ning Fengsheng felt a tightness in her throat. How could this dog recognize her among so many people at the airport at a glance?

Unless, he had sent someone to lock her down since she left the Rose Garden.

Just like playing with a prey, he watched her sad and miserable, feeling uneasy and anxious.

"Shengsheng, you don't even care about family? You're so cold-blooded? Your grandparents... and your brother's lives are like this cigarette—" He smiled faintly, crushing the cigarette butt elegantly in his hand, "I can make it... turn to ashes at any time."

Ning Fengsheng raised her hand suddenly, but he caught her wrist in mid-air.

Clang, the dagger fell to the ground.

Gong Ye kicked the knife away: "Carrying a knife with you... have you been waiting for me?"

She was ready to kill him at any time.

"Trash like you would rather go to hell than pollute the environment."

Ning Fengsheng's other hand quickly thrust forward—

Gong Ye reacted quickly and dodged: "Tsk, he brought two more."

“…”

"I'm a special forces soldier. When it comes to agility, speed, strength... you're not as good as me in any way." He easily pinched her wrist, and with just a little force, she let go of the hand in pain.

"The first two times you attacked me, I was just teasing my prey." It was because he was careless and underestimated the enemy that she had the opportunity to take advantage of him.

"Don't touch my things--" Ning Fengsheng watched his backpack being snatched away.

Gong Ye took out the plane ticket from his bag, looked at the approaching boarding time, and smiled elegantly.

He held the ticket between his lips, looking at her with eyes that could only look at a dog with deep affection, and tore the ticket into two pieces...

His smiling eyes seemed as if it was she who was held in his mouth and was also the one being torn apart.

Then, he tore up and broke everything he could, including his passport, ID card, and bank cards in his wallet.

She pulled out Ning Fengsheng's ID card from her wallet and kissed it on the lips: "Keep it safe."

"Palace dog, I will kill you!" Ning Fengsheng pounced on him fiercely.

Gong Ye held her in his arms and let her fists hit him like raindrops.

"After we get married, I will return your ID card to you, Madam Gong."

The voice he chuckled in her ear was extremely cold, like a poisonous snake slithering through a damp swamp.

Ning Fengsheng's eyes were filled with hatred, and he wanted to kill him immediately!

"Do you know why venomous snakes spit out their tongues before biting?" He held her in his arms and gently stroked her cheek. "Because seeing their prey tremble...it makes you eat better."

It seemed as if arousing Ning Fengsheng's hatred and fear would make him happy.

At this moment, he was smiling happily.

"Nanchuan doesn't want you anymore, but I like you very much. Such an interesting little thing should be mine."

…

Rose Garden.

Nanchuan Shijue was awakened by the pain and his nerves twitched violently.

The silk sheets were torn into pieces by his spasming fingers, and he was in so much pain that he broke out in cold sweats.

"The painkiller can only last for forty minutes. Young Master can't always rely on the medicine..." The doctor took out a painkiller from the medicine box with an embarrassed look on his face.

Moss placed a silk handkerchief soaked in ice water on Nanchuan Shijue's forehead: "Is there no other way? The young master is in great pain."

Dr. Lin pulled out the MRI film: "The synapses between the amygdala and hippocampus...are like they've been repeatedly burned by strong acid."

Moss was shocked. Could memory make the young master so painful?

The pain is so severe that your body is cramping, your heart is beating abnormally, and your brain's nerves are twitching and painful?

"Perhaps this has something to do with the young master's genetic paranoia."

Ning Fengsheng is the only paranoia of the Nanchuan noble... and also the biggest cause of his illness.

Every time something happened to Miss Ning, the young master would go crazy and have an attack...

It is a disease in the true physical sense and also a type of mental illness.

Now that Miss Ning is gone, the young master's body can't bear it...

"Then what should we do..." Moss looked at the blue veins on the young master's neck, sweating anxiously. "The young master has a high fever caused by a nerve headache. Even intravenous drips can't reduce the fever. Injections and medication are useless..."

"Amnesia surgery," the doctor said after a moment's silence. "Young Master's problem is his inner pain. To completely cure it, we have to erase all memories of the pain. The latest magnetic resonance imaging-guided focused ultrasound... can cauterize specific neural pathways in the hippocampus."

The hippocampus controls human memory.

To forget, you can only manipulate the hippocampus.

"All memories?" Moss asked tremblingly, "Good or bad, all forgotten?"

"Of course, after the operation, the young master will retain his language and cognitive abilities, but his memories of certain people...will be forgotten."

Moss was silent.

The reason why people feel pain is because they have happy memories.

The happier you are, the more painful it will be when you lose something.

"Master... did you hear that?" Moss looked at the man's half-closed eyes.

Nanchuan Shijue was sweating profusely from the pain all over his body, even the quilt was soaked through and he had to change it several times...

"Medicine..." he ordered in a low voice.

"You've already been injected with three doses of painkillers. The medicine contains maca, which is addictive..."

Nanchuan Shijue shot over with a terrifying scarlet look.

The doctor did not dare to disobey and injected the fourth analgesic. He used tweezers to hold the blood-stained cotton and tried to remove the earring from the young master's palm - this was the earring that Miss Ning dropped on the ground when she left the Rose Garden three days ago.

The young master held it in his palm, and it actually embedded into his flesh.

"Or, just follow the doctor's instructions and erase the memory..."

"If I dare to forget..." Nanchuan Shijue sneered, his morbidly handsome face reflected in the cold light, "If I forget everything about her, how can I find her in my next life?"

Moss silently...

Young master, there is no chance for you in this life, so why do you care whether you will recognize each other in your next life?