Chapter 4 Hello, are you getting married?

After asking Shen Yan to buy a fruit basket and gifts, Jian Xi went directly to the hospital.

In the VIP ward on the 8th floor, Jian Xi first went to find Song Yichen's attending physician and learned that he had lost his memory.

"Amnesia? Are you sure?"

So bloody?

This wasn't mentioned in the original plot!

But it's not surprising. It's a novel that revolves around the male and female protagonists. It's normal that there is not much description of a stupid cannon fodder like Song Yichen.

The doctor nodded seriously: "The patient suffered from retrograde amnesia after the car accident. It's just that his memory of a certain period before the accident is disordered and he can't remember it. He can still remember things from a long time ago. It won't affect his normal life. The family can rest assured."

"Family members?" Jian Xi never thought that these two words could be applied to her and Song Yichen: "Does it count if you want to kill him?"

doctor:"……"

Jian Xi went to the ward and left the door a crack, so she could hear the conversation inside clearly.

Song Yichen retorted loudly: "How is that possible? My biggest dream in life is to travel around the world with a camera. I hate doing business the most. You lied without even thinking!"

Jian Xi pushed the door open and walked in.

The moment Song Yichen saw her, a blush spread all over his face, even to behind his ears.

He was speaking confidently just now, but now he is stuttering.

"Hello, I'm Song Yichen, the president of the Song Group. I'm male, I like women, I have no dating experience, would you like to get married?"

Friend Fang Yinnian: “?”

Jian Xi: “…”

Is this a new way of battling?

She walked over, pinched Song Yichen's jaw, and lifted his head.

If it were in the past, Song Yichen would definitely be furious. Not to mention letting her touch him, they would have a quarrel as soon as they met.

But now, his red face was burning hot, and the embarrassment between his eyebrows was hard to ignore.

"Are you sure he has amnesia and is not being horny?" Jian Xi glanced at Fang Yinnian.

Fang Yinnian is Song Yichen's best friend, and the two of them are so close that they are almost wearing the same pants.

"Uh..." Fang Yinnian didn't wait to think of the words.

Jian Xi touched Song Yichen's forehead and said, "Yes, it's a fever."

She glanced at Fang Yinnian and said, "What are you standing there for? Why don't you go call the doctor and nurse?"

Fang Yinnian didn't know why he had to listen to Jian Xi. By the time his brain reacted, he had already walked out of the ward.

Jian Xi did not remind him that there was a call bell in the house. Just as she was about to take her hand back, she was stopped by Song Yichen.

He rubbed it with his thumb, and his expression of enjoyment made him look like a disgusting pervert.

Bang! Jian Xi slapped him away without even thinking.

Then he crossed his legs and sat on the chair next to him: "I heard that it was you who saved me. Thank you. I am not an ungrateful person. Tell me what you want as a thank you gift, whether it is the land in the southern suburbs or the unfinished building project in the east of the city, as long as you ask, I can give it to you."

Song Yichen sat cross-legged on the bed, his eyes widened instantly and he asked, "Can I really have whatever I want?"

Jian Xi thought that she had some family background, which should be enough to satisfy Song Yichen, so she replied, "Of course."

Song Yichen: "Then will you marry me?"

This was something Jian Xi didn't expect.

Her narrowed eyes revealed a hint of danger: "What did you say?"

Although Song Yichen had lost his memory, he was still alert and subconsciously changed his words: "I can marry you!"

Jian Xi: “…”

It doesn't look like this guy is joking.

"You really lost your memory?"

The doctor and the nurse came in and took Song Yichen's temperature.

37.5°.

Not very high.

Physical cooling will do.

When the nurse left, she specifically reminded: "Family members, there are towels in the bathroom. Remember to wipe him several times, especially his chest, armpits, and back. His temperature should drop soon."

She was looking at Jian Xi.

Fang Yinnian took a step back, but felt it was not enough. He looked at Song Yichen who was staring at Jian Xi on the bed, and took two more steps back.

"Mr. Jian, after all, he became like this because he saved you. You should, maybe, probably not ignore him, right?"

Jian Xi took a deep breath, put down her bag, and went to get a towel and a basin. After soaking them, she pushed Song Yichen down with one hand, tore open his hospital gown, and started rubbing him.

That’s right, rubbing.

It is impossible to expect a domineering president to be gentle.

The domineering president has never served anyone in his life.

Fang Yinnian didn't dare to leave. He stared at Jian Xi's hand, fearing that she would strangle Song Yichen to death in the next second.

The cell phone rang. It was Song Yichen.

There is no wrong version in the 1619 book forum!

He turned on the speakerphone directly.

"Mr. Song, the holographic AI project was successfully tested. The estimated prices of the islands you selected are all within our acceptable range. You have to decide which island to buy to build a digital base. However, if you really want to use these as a betrothal gift in the future, my suggestion is not to go too far..."

Jian Xi's hand stopped.

It stopped at Song Yichen's lower abdomen.

But her attention was on what Song Yichen's assistant said.

"Did you really manage the holographic AI project?"

Song Yichen looked confused: "I don't know, I don't remember anything."

Jian Xi is a businessman, so he naturally would not miss such a good business opportunity.

"Song Yichen, how about we cooperate?" It's too late to snatch it now, and they have even finished the experiment.

But we can cooperate and it will still be profitable.

She threw out the bait: "I have three islands, one in the East China Sea and the other in the South China Sea. Compared to buying a deserted island for development, my islands have complete functions, are more cost-effective, and can speed up the project progress. Moreover, you will definitely need funds for such a large project. I can provide all of these. If you have other conditions, I can agree to them."

The amnesiac Song Yichen's IQ instantly took over the high ground: "My assistant just said that I want to use this project to marry a wife."

Jian Xi threw the towel into the basin.

The water splashed up, forming stains on the quilt.

Fang Yinnian stepped forward to mediate the fight, "Boss Jian, Yichen saved your life."

Jian Xi glanced at him as if he was an idiot: "Put some clothes on him."

Fang Yinnian: “Ah?”

Five minutes later, Jian Xi took Song Yichen, who had just changed his clothes, and headed straight to the Civil Affairs Bureau.

I got the certificate before they got off work.

"Here! Here are the certificates." Jian Xi stuffed the two red books directly into Song Yichen's hands: "I will personally coordinate this project. Ask your people to prepare the information and sign the contract later."

Song Yichen happily hugged Jian Xi and spun around several times.

"I have a wife!"

"I am married!"

Many people around looked over.

Jian Xi thinks Song Yichen, who has lost his memory, is a little stupid.

"Let go." She looked disgusted.

Boo! Song Yichen kissed her hard on the face before letting her go. He quickly put the two marriage certificates into his pocket, as if he was afraid they would be snatched away.

Jian Xi narrowed her eyes slightly: "Looking for a fight?"

Song Yichen smiled foolishly: "Wife, I will have someone send you all the information about this project right away. Do you have any other projects you want? I can give them all to you."

“…”

The anger that had just risen in Jian Xi's heart dissipated instantly.

(End of this chapter)