Chapter 43 Doctor, I remember a lot!

The project team consisted of more than 20 people, and Min Xin specially booked a super large private room.

Song Yinxi was in an extremely good mood.

"President Song, the successful acquisition of this land is all thanks to your leadership. Let me toast you!"

Song Yinxi smiled and raised her glass. "It's true I led the team, but the credit belongs to all of us. Everyone, drink to your heart's content today, and you'll have a paid day off tomorrow—but!"

Her tone shifted, a smile appearing in her eyes, "Now that the holiday is over, it's time to get back to work. Winning the bid is just the beginning; there are many more projects to come. Does everyone have the confidence to do a good job?"

"have--"

Everyone responded in unison and raised their glasses.

Song Yinxi downed her drink in one gulp and then announced loudly, "Everyone's year-end bonus will be doubled!"

"Thank you, Mr. Song!"

As soon as she put down her cup, Min Xin leaned over and whispered, "Drink less."

As Song Yinxi poured the wine, she laughed and said, "It's rare to be this happy, so let me get drunk this once. Don't worry, I've already given Duan Jinchi the address, and he'll come to pick me up later."

Min Xin silently took out her phone and sent Jiang Muyun a message: "Where are you?"

Jiang Muyun: Laboratory.

Okay, then it's fine.

We can't exactly send someone who's doing an experiment to pick her up.

They're clearly a real couple, so why do they get along less naturally than a "fake couple"?

Some people's fake stories have become real.

hey-hey.

Two hours later, Min Xin handed the slightly tipsy Song Yinxi to Duan Jinchi, saying, "I tried to persuade her, but I couldn't. Take good care of her and let her rest well."

Song Yinxi slumped against Duan Jinchi, wrapping her arms around his waist, and mumbled softly, "My head hurts so much..."

"Now you know it hurts? Why didn't you drink less earlier?" Duan Jinchi patted her back lightly, his tone tinged with helplessness. "Let's see if you dare to drink like this again next time."

"I dare! I dare anything!" Song Yinxi tilted her head back and lightly slapped him across the face. "You're being mean to me... I don't want to go with you..."

"I didn't yell at you, I just felt sorry for you."

"You were just being mean to me..." she pouted, looking aggrieved, and turned to Min Xin, "Sister, I'll go with you..."

“She’s married and has a husband at home. It’s not appropriate for you to go over at night. You’ll disturb their time together, don’t you understand?” Duan Jinchi coaxed her while holding her tightly. “Go home with your husband.”

"Husband? Where did I get a husband? When did I get married?" Song Yinxi asked, her eyes blurry with drunkenness.

Duan Jinchi's heart tightened, and he simply picked her up and put her in the car.

Song Yinxi slumped onto his lap, still dazed, and asked, "Where's my husband?"

"That's me."

"You? You're really my husband?" She suddenly leaned closer, her eyes darting around as she looked him up and down. "Really?"

Duan Jinchi put his arm around her waist, his heart pounding – could it be that drinking has brought back her memories?

Impossible, don't scare yourself.

"Of course it's true. Look how handsome I am, don't I look like the kind of husband you would choose?" he whispered, guiding her. "If you don't believe me, look at your ring finger."

Song Yinxi raised her hand in amazement: "Wow, what a huge diamond! What is this?"

"These are our wedding rings."

"The wedding ring...and the wedding photos? Let me see them!"

Duan Jinchi didn't immediately understand whether she wanted a "marriage certificate" or a "wedding photo," but he couldn't produce either.

No, there's nothing there.

Her suggestion made him realize that they really should take some wedding photos.

"What, no? Could it be that we got married first and then fell in love?" Song Yinxi tilted her head, lost in thought.

"We haven't had a wedding yet, so we haven't taken any wedding photos either."

"oh……"

She leaned her head on his shoulder, "My head hurts so much... It sounds like there's a concert going on inside, it's so noisy..."

"I really can't drink this much in the future."

Song Yinxi was too upset to respond.

After arriving home, Duan Jinchi brought her some yogurt to drink.

Song Yinxi took a small sip and softly requested, "Help me remove my makeup..."

"good."

"You also need to help me take a bath."

"good."

Her head was still spinning, but since he had agreed, she was happy to slack off.

"It's so good to have a husband..." she murmured.

Duan Jinchi was thrilled; he also felt that having a wife was wonderful.

The next morning, Duan Jinchi was awakened by a loud "bang".

When I opened my eyes, I saw Song Yinxi crouching against the wall, clutching her forehead, "Ah...it hurts..."

"What happened to you?" He immediately jumped out of bed. "Did you bump your head?"

"My head is still spinning..." She nodded, looking aggrieved. "I think I'm still drunk. I wasn't watching where I was going and I bumped into a wall..."

Duan Jinchi was stunned—this works?

How could they even bump into that?

“Husband…” Song Yinxi looked at him pitifully with tears in her eyes.

Duan Jinchi quickly hugged her, "Come on, let's go to the hospital for a check-up."

"Um."

At the hospital, Dr. Qian looked at the X-ray and said, "The blood stasis has almost dissipated. Ms. Song, have you remembered anything lately?"

Song Yinxi glanced at Duan Jinchi discreetly and replied, "Yes."

Duan Jinchi's expression instantly tightened.

"What did you remember?" Dr. Qian continued to ask.

"It reminds me of when I always got first place in exams when I was a kid!"

Duan Jinchi secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"Anything else?"

"Thinking about how my mother passed away from illness... I only have my father now." Song Yinxi's voice lowered.

Duan Jinchi held her hand tenderly, "Wife, don't dwell on unhappy things."

“But actually, I remembered quite a lot of things,” Song Yinxi added.

Duan Jinchi unconsciously tightened his fingers.

A lot going on?

How much do you remember?

Have you remembered their real relationship?

No way... Could it be that he really remembered?

"But doctor, why can't I remember him at all?" Song Yinxi looked at Duan Jinchi.

“That’s possible. Memory recovery takes time. Spend more time together, interact more, and visit familiar places often,” Dr. Qian said gently. “You two have such a good relationship, you’ll remember sooner or later. Don’t rush, take it slow.”

Duan Jinchi's heart was about to leap out of his chest.

Not in a hurry? He's in a huge hurry!

He regretted it.

If I had known better, I wouldn't have delayed the wedding. If I had just finished it sooner, even if she regained her memory, the wedding would have been a done deal!

No... If they were to have a wedding, Song Yinxi would definitely invite her father, wouldn't that expose the mistake on the spot?

It's safer to get the marriage certificate first.

But how is he going to explain the fact that he is "married but does not have a marriage certificate"?

Can a marriage be considered complete without a certificate?

Duan Jinchi felt like he was going crazy.

Seeing his nervous and uneasy appearance, Song Yinxi was secretly delighted—life always needs a little spice.

I didn't mean to bump into the wall this morning. I was still a bit tipsy and just bumped into it.

But the conversation with the doctor just now was intentional.

"Don't worry, honey, I will try my best to remember all the beautiful memories we have." Song Yinxi, in a dramatic mood, said with genuine emotion, "I will remember them all."

Duan Jinchi smiled bitterly to himself, but responded gently, "It's okay, no rush. Whether you remember or not, I'm still your husband, and we'll always be husband and wife."

She remembered, could they still be husband and wife?

They'll be mortal enemies then!