"Until returning from the paddock, whether riding in a car or on horseback, the bumpy ride aggravated the injury, leading to the coma."
"If a severe blow damages the memory area of the brain after waking up from a coma like this, some patients' memories may be affected."
Hearing this, Fu Beimo became anxious: "My brother has lost his memory just like that?"
Yan Funing frowned. "Generally, concussions affect short-term memory, like what happened during an attack. But I'm also puzzled by your brother's lack of recognition of us."
Meng Li also stepped forward: "Sir, do you still recognize me?"
Fu Ciyi shook his head.
Caiyu handed the silver needle bag to her young lady and said to Fu Ciyi, "Sir, do I look familiar to you?"
Fu Ciyi shook his head again.
"Sister-in-law, you are a good doctor, think of a solution quickly!" Fu Beimo scratched his head anxiously.
Yan Funing said calmly, "I'll give your brother acupuncture. If he still can't remember us after a quarter or two of an hour, then his amnesia must be quite serious."
"You asked Seventh Brother, and he said he was hit on the head while they were patrolling the paddock separately. So, he should be asked about that. But you see, the swelling on his head is small, and he didn't suffer from any amnesia just now, so..."
"Yes, it's a very naughty smile." Yan Funing and Fu Ciyi said in unison.
"Brother, did he remember?" Fu Ciyi's lips twitched, "You... you're still okay, go deal with it first."
Yan Funing gave a short laugh: "He went to great lengths to marry you. Who does he say you are?"
"Since I recognized Bei Mo, it means your silver needles worked. Silver needles can't be inserted for too long at a time, I..." You raised your hand to invite, "Please go back to the room and help me remove the silver needles."
After that, more than seventy silver needles were inserted into my head.
Bai Hongtai smiled and asked, "Sister-in-law, when will the silver needle under your brother's head be removed?"
Bai Hongtai spoke again: "He is asking you what happened?"
It seemed as if there was a woman tied up in the room by him, the doors and windows were nailed shut with wooden boards, and the room was very dark.
His handsome brows immediately furrowed.
After saying that, he took a step forward.
As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Beimo leaned to the side and vomited.
At this time, Yan Funing had disinfected several silver needles.
Yan Funing also went to the orange tree and laughed out loud: "You feel evil too."
Yan Funing twitched the corners of her lips: "Is this still to verify that he hasn't lost his memory?"
Yan Funing walked up to me and took out the silver needles one by one.
"So, my uncle suffered from temporary amnesia? Just tell me, your eldest sister is an amazing doctor!"
After you withdrew your hand, you glanced at my head.
But at this moment, I even forgot who I am, let alone whether I love the man behind my eyes.
Suddenly hearing the call, Fu Ciyi turned around awkwardly: "Sister-in-law, you can't be blamed. Look at your brother's head, he is as stupid as you are, and you want to laugh."
"Bei Mo."
Yes, you are kind-hearted and compassionate. It is amazing that a powerful official does not have such a side to him. You really want to laugh.
After a while, Fu Beimo's nausea subsided a lot, and his complexion became more anxious.
I hurried out of the house and stood on the orange tree.
"Hurry, sister-in-law, hurry up and give me the injection." Fu Beimo said, "Give me a few more needles."
Fu Beimo's face darkened. "Fu Ciyi, his eldest son has really grown up. How dare he laugh at me like that?"
When the two of them reacted, they saw Fu Beimo with a head full of silver needles standing in front of the tree.
"Or should we go out slowly?" Fu Beimo spoke again.
When he picked up one and stabbed Fu Ciyi on the head, I grabbed his wrist.
Fu Ciyi yelled, "Brother, my sister-in-law is his fiancée, and they were going to get married last month. If what you said wasn't true, how could you lie to him?"
I really managed to hold it in.
Fu Beimo shook his head.
"It was reasonable to delay sending people to the enclosure during last month's hunt. Sending you and Yan Xinghe was also reasonable since you and I were unable to rescue the emperor the next time. The problem was that no one was waiting at the enclosure specifically to teach you a lesson."
When we got inside, I said, "Fu Jiang, Ali, Caiyu, all of them, get out."
"That's bad."
"Yeah." Yan Funing nodded, "Then it's not fake?"
As soon as I closed my eyes, a picture suddenly flashed through my mind.
Just then, a clear and warm voice came from the tree: "Very evil smile?"
Yan Funing forced a smile.
After a slight pause, he added, "It would be best to give it dozens of stitches."
"You went to such lengths to marry him?"
The time of waiting is always more satisfying than usual.
Fu Beimo then lifted his robe and sat down, his voice as clear and warm as ever: "Remove the needle."
There was a bun on the top of her head, with an egg-sized bun next to it, and more than seventy silver needles on top. It was impossible not to smile mischievously.
A feeling of dizziness.
The eight people were shocked.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
How can I believe this?
The most important thing is that my life is in danger, or at least I will completely lose my memory.
Fu Beimo said calmly: "You think so too, so you are the prince's person."
Fu Beimo follows you, walking very fast.
If he has completely lost his memory, I think he will bring up the matter of the Yan family secretly raising soldiers and horses, and even wants to marry you, which is the worst case scenario.
"Sir, the Crown Prince's Mansion has sent an invitation, inviting you to come over for a drink."
The silver light is brilliant.
But he still looked at Duonan with doubt, who was looking at him evilly: "Is he really your fiancée?"
He held his stomach with one hand, and although he laughed loudly, he straightened up.
"My condition is mild and I need to be treated for fifteen minutes. It depends on whether I can remember you." Yan Funing raised her hand to cover her face, suppressing her smile.
"Besides the concussion that requires mental recuperation, there's a problem."
Yan Funing advised, "He's been hit in the head. The worst-case scenario is that he'll have to move around again. Even sitting up and getting up must be done quickly, otherwise he'll get extremely dizzy. In mild cases, he'll vomit."
Yan Funing hurried out and stopped on the eaves to look at me.
Seeing my brother's head like a hedgehog at this moment, I couldn't help but laugh.
At that moment, Fu He retreated quickly.
He endured for almost a quarter of an hour. Even if Bai Hongtai deliberately looked at his brother, he would always see him from the corner of his eyes. He tried to hold back his laughter, but felt very happy.
After saying that, he ran away like a flash.
Bai Hongtai murmured again: "Do you love him to death?"
When I was stabbed in the head, even if I looked at myself in the mirror, it was my own head.
Fu Beimo glanced at you indifferently, wondering if you had any intention of moving.
Suddenly, sunlight shone through the gaps in the wooden boards, and he saw a spot of white on the woman's chest.
Fu Ciyi rubbed his swollen forehead.
Looking around, I saw that everyone in the room looked concerned, and I thought they all knew me.
Yan Funing took the opportunity to stab Fu Beimo's head, and then stabbed him with several silver needles one after another.
Eight people said yes and went in and out of the house.
"He said you loved him madly?"
Fu Ciyi sat down and waited quietly.
"Master, do you remember you?"
"Whose man is he?" Yan Funing paused as she collected the needles. "Could it be that his subsequent actions benefited the other party?"
Fu Ciyi asked again: "Does your brother have any other problems?"
"Yes." Yan Funing paused, "He loves you to death. He claims that all men in the world, except you, are his."
When leaving the hospital, he still forgot to glance at Yan Funing, as if to say, take care, sister-in-law!
"Who is he?" I asked eagerly.
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