...
When Ning Qiluo woke up again, it was already the next morning.
I could faintly hear someone crying.
Is someone holding a funeral?
She vaguely remembered that in her ancestral home, funerals were usually held with ten people per table, but she didn't know how many people were per table here.
The crying grew louder and louder, making Ning Qiluo's head ache even more.
Ning Qiluo: "Ugh, so annoying!"
I don't feel anything when I'm lying still and not talking, but as soon as I start talking, the back of my head hurts, like it's being pricked by a bunch of needles.
Ning Qiluo raised her hand to touch it.
Suddenly, I realized that the annoying crying in my ears was gone, and the surroundings had become quiet.
Immediately afterwards, a sudden sound startled Ning Qiluo:
"Luo Luo, you're awake?"
"Emma, you're finally awake!"
“I cried all night long, and I finally managed to wake you up. I was so afraid that if I hadn’t woken you up, I would have cried you away.”
Fu-zai was so excited that he stood up and almost danced with joy.
Ning Qiluo, lying motionless: ?
After Fu Zai finished being excited, he noticed that Ning Qiluo's gaze towards him was strange.
Was he knocked senseless?
His eyes did look rather silly.
Fu-zai asked, "Luo-luo, who am I?"
Ning Qiluo: "I don't know."
'Snap-'
Fu Zai slapped his thigh and exclaimed excitedly, "Oh no, he really is stupid from the hit!"
Ning Qiluo: "..."
Although she didn't know what was going on, she could tell that the person was cursing at her.
Should she yell back?
Yes, one should never allow oneself to suffer a loss.
So Ning Qiluo cursed at Fuzai: "You big gorilla, how dare you curse me?"
Fu Zai: "..."
This reaction is clearly Ning Qiluo herself!
Fuzi went to call the doctor, who examined Ning Qiluo.
After the examination, the doctor told Fuzai very seriously, "The patient suffered a severe head injury and intracranial hemorrhage after the car accident, which has a certain chance of causing malfunctions in the brain's memory area..."
Fu-zai scratched the back of his head: "Can you explain it in simpler terms?"
Doctor: "Amnesia."
Fu Zai: "..."
The doctor smiled and said, "Don't worry too much. This condition can usually be gradually cured with treatment and rest, in as little as ten days or as long as ten years."
Fu Zai: "..."
There's a huge difference between ten days and ten years, okay?!
After the doctor left, Fu-zai turned around with a worried look on his face.
Before anyone knew it, Ning Qiluo had already sat up. She hugged her knees, staring blankly out the window. Her skin was so pale it looked like it was translucent, and she appeared sickly weak.
Slowly, Ning Qiluo turned her head and looked at Fuzai, asking him, "Have I lost my memory?"
Fuzai was thinking about how to comfort Ning Qiluo.
At this moment.
'boom-'
The ward door was pushed open forcefully from the outside, and a group of people rushed in.
Those people were holding microphones and had cameras around their necks. By the time Fuzai realized they were media reporters, it was too late to stop them.
Media reporters swarmed in:
"As expected, there are reports that actress Ning Qiluo was in a car accident at Tongren Hospital. Look! Her head is wrapped in bandages! It's true!"
"Ning Qiluo, was your car accident caused by encountering obsessive fans, or is there another reason?"
"Ning Qiluo, please answer this. We need to report your car accident truthfully."
'Click-'
'Click-'
Oh my god!
The camera was pointed directly at Ning Qiluo's face.
They captured Ning Qiluo's pale and wretched face at that moment.
Fu-zai is frantic!
These people are absolutely insane.
Unable to squeeze through, he jumped up and down, yelling, "Don't scare her! She's lost her memory; it'll cause stress..."
Amnesia?
Ning Qiluo has lost her memory?
Is this so melodramatic?
However, the media reporters like it.
Immediately, someone shoved a microphone near Ning Qiluo's mouth: "Ning Qiluo, do you still vaguely remember your past?"
Ning Qiluo did not react to the stress.
She was only briefly frightened.
As for his past...
Ning Qiluo tried hard to recall: "It's too blurry. I only vaguely remember that my father was the richest man in Y country, my mother was the owner of the world's largest plantation, I had several older brothers who were all important people, and I seemed to live in a 1,000-square-meter mansion every day, with hundreds of Filipino maids and luxury cars everywhere..."
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