Chapter 361 Take Xunxun away
She knew that Han Lingcui had had a hard time these years.
Knowing what happened in the past was like being tortured to death by slicing.
But if she regained her memory.
It also really clashed with Xuanyuan Pavilion.
Then she and Qi Moxun would definitely be in danger.
She sighed.
Knocked on the door.
Shen Qianxun has already fallen asleep.
Sleeping face is peaceful.
It can be seen that the child trusts Han Lingcui very much.
She was also very satisfied.
Han Lingcui really cares about Xunxun and takes taking care of the child seriously.
"I want to talk to you."
She kept sighing in her heart.
If it is not necessary.
How could she destroy Han Lingcui's moment of peace?
Han Lingcui probably wanted to chat with her, so he nodded, gently fixed the quilt for Shen Qianxun, and then slowly walked out.
The smell of disinfectant spread in the night wind, like a thin layer of ice film sticking to Shen Hanxing's throat.
At the end of the corridor.
Shen Hanxing chose to get straight to the point.
"Has your memory been restored?"
"Yes, I remember everything."
Han Lingcui's voice was still echoing in the corridor, with an imperceptible tremor at the end.
Chen Hanxing raised his hand and pressed the metal surface of the fire hydrant. The coldness penetrated his blood vessels from his fingertips, but it could not suppress the surging waves in his chest.
Han Lingcui leaned against the wall, looking at the dim green light of the emergency exit sign, but the scene from five years ago appeared before his eyes.
At that time, her entire face was wrapped in bandages, leaving only a pair of eyes exposed, as empty as two dry wells.
Dr. Bai Yu stood by the bed, his knuckles white as he held the CT film, and his tone was just the right amount of regret.
"Intracranial congestion is compressing the hippocampus. The probability of memory recovery is less than 5%."
But she still recovered her memory.
It's so sad and ridiculous.
"I know this incident may cause trouble for the Qi Group."
Her voice was very soft.
“Boss Shen, don’t worry, I will resign.”
"As for the grudge between me and Xuanyuan Pavilion."
"Don't worry, I will try my best not to let this matter affect the Qi Group."
“Mr. Shen, you are a good person.”
She looked in the direction of the ward.
"Xunxun is so lucky to have a mother like you."
Shen Hanxing's reverie could not help but be interrupted.
Just now they were talking about recovering memories, but they didn’t say much about their own memories, but talked about Xunxun?
But Han Lingcui didn't want to explain.
But continued to speak.
"Boss Shen, I'm afraid I don't have time to take care of Xunxun now."
"So, I hope you can take some time to spend with your children."
Chen Hanxing: “???”
Han Lingcui chuckled softly and turned away.
Shen Hanxing's gaze fell on his own shadow on the wall, which was cut into pieces by the voice-controlled light that flickered on and off.
She took a deep breath and called Meng Tingxiao.
"I'd like you to help me check the patient that Bai Yu received before."
"The patient's name was Han Lingcui, and he claimed to be the lead surgeon at the time."
"Han Lingcui..." Meng Tingxiao's voice dragged out.
Seems to be thinking.
Quickly, he answered.
"That designer from Qi's? My cousin did mention it. He said he encountered a difficult case and that it took a lot of effort to repair the facial nerves."
Paused.
His voice suddenly lowered, "But I remember that my cousin had a good relationship with this patient."
"To some extent, a good relationship between doctors and patients is not a good thing."
The voice-activated lights in the corridor suddenly went out. In the complete darkness, Shen Hanxing could clearly hear his own heartbeat like a drum.
So, Bai Yu was lying before, he was lying from the very beginning.
She gritted her teeth and asked, "Can I find all the surgical records from that year?"
Meng Tingxiao was stunned.
"Do you know what this means? To mess with my cousin's secrets is like stirring up a hornet's nest."
He paused, his tone suddenly becoming serious, "Besides, I'm abroad now, so I can't investigate."
"If you're really anxious, you can go find my mother."
"Okay." She heard her own voice echoing in the darkness.
The door of the ward was gently pushed open, and Han Lingcui came out holding a cup of warm water, with fine water droplets condensed on the wall of the cup.
"Xunxun is thirsty."
She explained in a low voice, her eyes falling on Shen Hanxing's pale face, "You don't look well, are you..."
"Meng Tingxiao agreed to help investigate Bai Yu." Shen Hanxing interrupted her and stood up by supporting herself against the wall.
"Things back then weren't that simple, were they?"
Han Lingcui shook the cup in her hand, and a few drops of warm water splashed out and landed on the back of her hand.
She seemed unaware and just stared at the window at the end of the corridor, where she could see the old locust tree in the hospital garden.
“I don’t know what happened back then.”
"It's been so long since the accident. Even if I wanted to investigate, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to find it."
"When I woke up, God."
Han Lingcui's eyes drifted off into the distance, as if she had traveled through five years. "Bai Yu, wearing a white coat, stood by my bed. He said I had been in a serious car accident and my facial nerves were damaged. I needed surgery immediately."
She suddenly laughed, and there was an almost crazy sadness in her laughter.
"When he showed me the mirror, I couldn't even recognize myself...a piece of my jawbone had been chipped off, there was a scar at the corner of my eye, and even my voice was hoarse from damage to the recurrent laryngeal nerve."
The voice-controlled lights in the corridor suddenly came on, and the pale light shone on Han Lingcui's face, and the jaw scar hidden in the shadows was faintly visible.
Shen Hanxing was shocked to realize that she had never looked closely at Han Lingcui's face. The woman who always lowered her head to draw designs always covered her right cheek with her shoulder-length hair.
"He said my amnesia was caused by the impact," Han Lingcui's fingertips gently slid along the outline of the scar, as if touching a broken piece of the past. "But I even remember how to hold a paintbrush, but I forgot Xuanyuan Pavilion."
"Actually, now that I think about it, this is actually quite lucky."
"I forgot about Xuanyuan Pavilion and spent five happy years instead."
“In the past five years, I have made designs that I like.”
“And I won an award.”
"Very happy."
"I believe that when I look back in the future, I will be proud of the five years during which I lost my memory."
Shen Hanxing patted her arm gently.
"Lingling, I hope you don't mind me calling you that."
Han Lingcui smiled.
"Everyone used to call me that. My actual name is Su Ling, you should know that."
"I know you're worried that I'll become a pawn in a game."
"But now I just want to live a good life, avoid Xuanyuan Pavilion, and leave Kyoto."
certainly.
She lied.
She has now given the sample to the doctor.
It won't take long to find out the relationship between her and Xunxun.
If the child is really hers.
She will take Xunxun with her.
Leave here and never come back.
The only person I feel sorry for in this matter is Chen Hanxing.
I don’t know if Shen Hanxing will hate her to death when she thinks of this deception in the future.
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