Fu Siming quickly pressed the call button, and a group of doctors rushed in instantly.
With the doctor's help, Song Xingyao slowly opened her eyes, looking at the incandescent light above her head and the shadows of a group of people in white coats surrounding her.
She quickly realized that she was in a hospital.
How could that be?
Shouldn't she be at the research institute? Why is she at the hospital?
After completing his routine examination, the lead doctor habitually turned to report to Fu Siming.
"Madam has woken up, and the initial assessment indicates that she is not in immediate danger."
"Excuse me, shouldn't you be reporting my situation to me?"
Song Xingyao was lying on the bed when a random sentence she uttered instantly plunged the atmosphere in the room into a tense atmosphere.
Seeing the doctor bowing and scraping before Fu Siming, Song Xingyao sat up.
“I said, shouldn’t you tell me about my situation? What’s there to talk to him about?”
The eerie atmosphere left the doctor, who was supposed to be giving the report, completely bewildered.
...
Fu Siming looked past the person in front of him and met Song Xingyao's gaze.
There was clearly no warmth of her own in her eyes, and for a second there was even fear when she met his gaze, but more than anything, there was a sense of unfamiliarity.
The next second, Song Xingyao's words made everyone in the room gasp, "Who are you?"
The doctor was also somewhat bewildered, "Mr. Fu, this..."
It's inexplicable. Just after saying that Song Xingyao was out of danger, it seems like they are the ones in danger.
Fu Siming looked at Song Xingyao with a scrutinizing expression, then spoke to the sweating doctor in front of him, "You can go out first. I'll go to your office when the results are out."
As soon as the words were spoken, several people hurriedly left, not wanting to stay inside for fear of being implicated.
Fu Siming slowly walked towards Song Xingyao.
Um, Song Xingyao thought back and realized she hadn't said anything she shouldn't have, so why was this man's face so dark?
I leaned back slightly until I felt a cold sensation on my back.
But his expression was rather unfriendly...
Song Xingyao knew she couldn't fight city hall. This man didn't seem like the type to be difficult to talk to; after all, he was quite handsome...
She shook her head, lost in thought.
She reached out to block his approaching body. "Um, sir? Who are you? Do I know you?"
Upon hearing this, Fu Siming laughed out loud, almost speechless.
Just as they were thinking they had nowhere to escape, the man in front of them pulled away from each other.
He sighed, "Stay here and don't wander off."
Fu Siming felt that if he said a few more words to her, he would be so angry that he would die. Song Xingyao also felt confused. Why should she listen to her and not let him leave?
...That's strange.
The moment Fu Siming stepped into the office, the air pressure inside plummeted to its lowest point.
The doctors, who had been discussing the patient's condition, suddenly fell silent, nudging each other and unsure how to begin.
Finally, a young man stepped forward. "Mr. Fu, this is the first time we've seen Madam in this condition. The test results for the prescription are just back. It contains the same neurotoxin as the one the young master was using, only at a much higher dosage. I think the medication acted instantly, and combined with environmental stimuli, it caused Madam to lose her memory, as if her personality has changed..."
"How can I recover?" His face turned ashen when he heard the ingredients of the medicine.
"The current approach is... observation. The antidote that President Fu had the lab research has already undergone three clinical trials, but because apart from the drug concentration, no other organs or tissues in Madam's body have been affected so far, if we can adjust the concentration of the antidote, it should be able to..."
Fu Siming interrupted, "You mean she's not in mortal danger?"
"Yes, after the initial examination, nothing abnormal was found."
He breathed a sigh of relief. Thinking of how Fu Xunzhi had tried to save him time and time again, he was suddenly grateful that it was just amnesia and that she was still alive.
He nodded to the leading doctor and said, "Alright, tell the lab to speed things up."
He then got up and left, returning to the ward, only to find the person had indeed disappeared.
Fu Siming took out his phone and saw a message reported by the bodyguard next to him that Song Xingyao had left the hospital and taken a taxi towards Haiyan.
Despite his doubts, Fu Siming still drove after them.
The taxi driver picked up the woman and found her very strange; her clothes didn't seem to belong to the people who lived there.
But he insisted that his home was at this address.
The car circled the villa area several times, but she showed no sign of getting out. The driver wondered if she was there to scout out the place for something bad...
When I first received an order for this villa complex, I thought I could go in and take a look.
Stepping on the brakes, the driver spoke impatiently to Song Xingyao, who was looking around in the back seat, "Miss, this is the fourth lap already, and we haven't even gotten through the gate yet. Do you really live here? How come you don't even know which building you live in?"
"..." Song Xingyao also fell silent. Why did she feel like she was living here?
Yes, after waking up in the hospital, she couldn't remember anything about herself, as if she had sprung from a stone. But she remembered being in a lab, working on a project? And then? Why couldn't she remember anything else?
I had no choice but to follow the vague directions and have the driver take me here. When we got to the gate, I realized that this was a villa area.
Although she didn't remember what happened to her, she didn't believe that someone would inexplicably give her a villa...
She regretted it; she had no money left... So she ran away, thinking that if she stayed at the hospital, that handsome guy would never let her end up on the streets...
"Um..." she said, looking at the driver's angry expression. "Brother, could you leave me your contact information? I forgot my wallet. When I get back, I will definitely go to the taxi company to find you and give you the money! I swear." She even raised three fingers next to her head as she spoke.
The older man thought Song Xingyao looked like a lunatic, and since she had just come out of the hospital, she might actually be. He had originally wanted to scold her, but now it seemed that this woman, who had come from who-knows-where, was claiming to be a wealthy woman from a villa district, but in reality, she couldn't even afford a taxi fare.
Yes, yes, just like those disgraced concubines in the cold palace who insist on seeking out the emperor...
He was a pitiful person, the older brother thought, and he didn't want to cause trouble, as he had already wasted a lot of time.
With a wave of his hand, he said, "Fine, you can get off here. I won't charge you for the fare."
Song Xingyao thanked him repeatedly, but still insisted on keeping the driver's contact information. Before getting out of the car, she saw the driver's sympathetic look in the rearview mirror.
The car sped away, not even letting in its exhaust fumes...
"They don't think I'm crazy, do they?" Song Xingyao thought to herself.
The next second, I was in a dilemma.
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