Long time no see.
Wen Che's heartbeat quickened for the first time in a long time.
She was still as beautiful as ever, with her long, soft hair loose, and her face was smaller and paler than before.
Her eyes were drooping, and her expression was unclear under her long eyelashes.
Wen Che felt his heart relax, and the pressure and haze on his body immediately dissipated.
He walked over quickly and sat down carefully beside the bed.
"Yan Yan, I'm here to see you."
Jiang Ningyan didn't react much. When he said the second sentence, she raised her eyes and glanced at him.
His expression was indifferent, as if he was a stranger.
Wen Che's expression turned cold, "Mr. Song, what's going on?"
Doctor Song almost wanted to curl his lips. This big boss was too difficult to serve.
"I remember you brought something and gave the nanny some instructions."
"Comrade Jiang's memory has been poor since then."
Wen Che had a cold face and said nothing.
He didn't know how to get rid of the system at the time, so he had to try every possible method.
First, put something there to change the magnetic field, and at the same time, tamper with the tonic so that Jiang Ningyan would remember less.
He expected that Jiang Ningyan would first forget those unimportant people, such as Lu Bingchuan.
But he didn't expect that he would be forgotten too.
"Yan Yan, I'm Wen Che."
"Will you please look at me? I don't believe you'll forget me."
No matter what he said, Jiang Ningyan didn't react.
Ignore his words.
Wen Che's eyes turned red, and he supported himself on the edge of the bed and moved closer cautiously.
Then he called out softly, "Sister."
"Sister, please don't abandon me."
He rarely uses the term "sister" except when he wants to make the other person feel soft-hearted.
Jiang Ningyan looked at him with gentle and indifferent eyes.
Wen Che felt a little frustrated.
He doesn't believe it, he really doesn't believe it.
He lowered his head, buried his cheek in his palms, and tried to calm his breathing.
Suddenly, a hand fell on his head.
Touched it gently.
"Be good, brother, don't cry."
Her voice was gentle, just like when she coaxed him when he was a child.
Wen Che shuddered all over and didn't dare to move, fearing that the hand would be withdrawn.
This scene was quite heartwarming when viewed alone, but Dr. Song was just stunned.
Comrade Jiang is such a beautiful girl, her amnesia may be recoverable, but don't be silly.
And the big boss looks so hopeless that if you don't know him, you might think he is innocent.
Dr. Song sighed.
So, when will his salary be paid?
Wen Che stayed and took good care of the person for several months.
Seeing that Jiang Ningyan had recovered, he no longer concealed his next plan.
When Dr. Song found out, his eyes widened. "You, you want Comrade Jiang to treat you?"
Treatment does not have a simple literal meaning.
Rather, it refers to Wen Che's action of removing the "thin tube".
It's simply... insane.
Wen Che asked bluntly, "Will you take over this treatment?"
"Of course not!" Dr. Song quickly refused.
Then he scratched his head as if to cover up his mistake, "I, my level is not good enough yet, I need to practice for another ten years."
Wen Che snorted coldly and turned around to invite experts from abroad.
He had tried it himself, so he knew the least painful way.
This kind of manipulation of the body and mind is unscientific and must be eliminated!
Before leaving, Wen Che remembered something.
"By the way, is the child a boy or a girl?"
Doctor Song's mouth twitched, "It's a boy."
It turns out that it has been several months, and the boss has hired foreign baby care experts and full-time nurses.
In the end, I even became curious about her gender.
Wen Che hummed without any extra expression, "Got it."
After Yanyan's treatment is completed, he will devote his attention to learning how to be a good father.
After that, several groups of experts came, but the so-called treatment was never carried out.
Jiang Ningyan instinctively repelled those people when she saw them.
Tears were falling from the little face, which was pale, and it would tremble when it was seriously frightened.
Wen Che was helpless and couldn't bear to do it.
This matter was delayed again and again, and seeing that Jiang Ningyan still hadn't recovered her memory, she gave up.
…
In the blink of an eye, several years passed.
In the small garden, spring is in full bloom and the flowers are in full bloom.
"uncle."
The delicate little boy held a peach blossom and gently grabbed the corner of Wen Che's clothes.
"Can I give this to Mom?"
Even though they had had physical contact many times, Wen Che was still a little stiff.
He glanced at it lightly and said, "Well, it's okay."
The little boy raised the corners of his lips slightly, and seemed to be talking to himself softly.
"Will Mom like it?"
Wen Che heard it, but didn't respond.
Silently, she plucked a magnolia flower and placed it in the little boy's hand. "Take this one too."
He knew that Jiang Ningyan's favorite flower was actually magnolia.
If you put one of them next to your ear, there will be no woman more beautiful than her in the whole world.
At the beginning, I had already decided to treat my son as my own.
But looking at the little boy who was just learning to speak, Wen Che couldn't bring himself to teach him those two words.
So the name became "uncle".
He had a clear conscience and had never treated the child unfairly, except that he was unable to give him enough fatherly love.
Thinking of the rumors in Beijing, he felt that Lu Bingchuan could not give him fatherly love.
The room was very quiet, and the pure white curtains were fluttering in the breeze.
The woman sat by the window, her chin supported by one hand, staring at the distant scenery in a trance.
She has a very beautiful face, plump and delicate red lips, skin so tender that you can pinch water out of it, black hair loosely tied behind her head, and below is a slender waist that can be held in one hand.
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