Vivian took out the visitor registration form she had prepared in advance, with a slightly regretful smile on her face. "I'm so sorry, Skye is currently abroad due to work on a project. Please fill out this visitor record, and I'll give you her personal email address so you can contact her directly."
Gu Mai quickly finished filling out his things and asked, "May I wander around here as I please?"
When Skye was told she wasn't there, most people would just ask for her contact information and leave. She was so bored that she never expected anyone to take the initiative to visit.
"Of course, no problem. You can look around anywhere except for yourself."
I glanced around at the surroundings. Like the business card, it was simple and unpretentious. Only the flowers in the flowerpot in the corner had begun to droop, indicating that the owner of this studio had indeed not been back for a long time.
Gu Mai returned to the front desk, took the things from Vivian's hands, and kindly reminded her before leaving: "The flowers at the end of the corridor look like they're about to wither. If possible, you should water them more often."
His words set off alarm bells for Vivian!
"Ah! No need to see me out, sir. I'll go take a look. Thank you for reminding me, that was carefully selected by Skye!!"
It would be terrible if Skye came back next time and found her beloved flowers withered!
Having dealt with the Crown Prince's affairs, it's time to return to Jiangcheng and clean up the mess.
Looking at the contact information in my hand.
Although there are still many things I don't understand here, perhaps the answer isn't here at all?
In her hospital office, Song Xingyao noticed an email popping up in her phone's automatically generated inbox, requesting a visit. She realized that due to recent events, she hadn't dealt with matters at her studio for quite some time.
Fortunately, keeping a work log on her phone is a good habit, she thought.
Mr. Gu?
It's a rare local surname, and it doesn't seem like it belongs to people from country S.
As usual, she replied to him about her situation and explained that she was temporarily unable to accept his consultation and treatment appointments due to her business trip to Jiangcheng.
Unexpectedly, before Song Xingyao could even shut down her computer, she received an email from someone expressing their anticipation of meeting her.
...
That's really strange.
Gu Mai looked at Skye's interview and graduation certificate photo on the webpage.
A slight smile curved her lips. "Tell me, how can this not be a coincidence, Song Xingyao?"
He felt cheerful, with a feeling that he might soon have a chance to find out the answer to the matter.
Department of Psychology, First Hospital.
"Dr. Song, the hospital director wants you to come to his office in a little while."
A junior nurse from the same department knocked on the door and spoke to Song Xingyao.
"Okay, I understand, thank you."
Just then, he finished writing the report for the cooperation project with the Education Bureau. Upon hearing her words, he immediately picked up the report, got up, and left the office.
Since the last time I spent in Fu Siming's study, having absorbed the events that had actually happened to me like reading a story, I felt much more relaxed.
She no longer felt that constant fear of being seen and exposed. Even though she was truly herself, the lack of memories made her feel like a stranger to herself. This caused Song Xingyao to fall into a vortex of unease and helplessness.
Upon noticing a slight crack in the door to the dean's office, Song Xingyao was about to knock.
When he threw it over, he saw a guest sitting opposite the dean.
So he put down his hand and prepared to wait aside, when he heard a deep voice coming from inside.
"Old Xu, I know it's not good to end this project right away, but because of what happened last time, it was really serious. I've also discussed it with the ethics committee, so this project..."
The dean's voice stopped abruptly, and the steps he was about to take also came to a halt.
Professor Xu? Project?
Wasn't that a project I participated in? Could something have gone wrong?
She remembered that there were no research materials left in the office.
Yes? One thing after another has happened recently, and she didn't even think about why she hadn't seen An Ye's experimental data since she woke up.
Before her thoughts could wander, the voice inside continued, "I know that this project has faced a public relations crisis, but it has almost been resolved now. This is a very good project that can promote mental health treatment, and I don't want it to end like this."
"Sigh... I know..." the dean sighed. "As you know, we brought Xiao Song back for this project as a core member, but she lost her memory because of it. If it weren't for President Fu helping to maintain public opinion... I'm afraid..."
The hospital director paused for a moment, then said, "You yourself are an expert in this field. Putting her aside for now, does our hospital still have the facilities to continue the experiment?"
Xu Shi fell silent after being asked that question, seemingly lost in thought.
The hospital director pressed his advantage: "As you know, Xiao Song is President Fu's wife. When she lost her memory, he was worried that she would be stressed by the surrounding environment, so he called us overnight and asked people around her not to react too much to her amnesia. He also suppressed public opinion. You can see how deeply he loves Xiao Song. You could even say that our hospital was able to completely distance itself from this matter because President Fu protected Xiao Song, and that's how we benefited."
The chair made a thud on the floor. The dean stood up, patted Xu Shi on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "I think it's a bit too hasty for you to restart the project so quickly. Let me discuss it with President Fu again."
Suddenly all the sounds inside disappeared. Song Xingyao leaned against the wall, recalling everything that had happened recently. She finally understood why Luo Luo had been so hesitant earlier.
Why have I never encountered any unfamiliar faces? It turns out that Fu Siming had arranged it all beforehand.
Even though she couldn't remember him after waking up, he had still done so much for her silently. It turned out that he had really been behind her all along...
The nurse who had just called Song Xingyao over passed by the door and noticed that she hadn't gone in yet. She greeted her warmly, "Dr. Song, oh, did you finish talking so quickly?"
Song Xingyao was interrupted by her voice and only then did she come back to her senses.
The two people inside were also attracted by the sound, so Song Xingyao simply knocked on the door and went in.
"Dean, Professor Xu."
The two were experienced in such situations and didn't feel embarrassed by being suddenly caught in the act. Instead, the dean took the initiative to greet them, "Oh, Xiao Song, you're here. Have a seat."
Not knowing how much of what she said had been overheard, Song Xingyao spoke towards Xu Shi before even sitting down.
"Professor Xu, I will discuss the project with Fu Siming. Although I haven't regained my memory yet, don't worry, I haven't forgotten my professional knowledge."
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