Yang Qiaoqiao rubbed her temples helplessly. Judging from the situation, it was impossible for her to leave after confirming that Huo Beixiao had really woken up and was alright, as originally planned.
She looked up, her dark eyes fixed on Huo Beixiao. "Huo Beixiao, look at me and tell me, you really don't remember your aunt, uncle, Brother Jinchen, Zhu Dong... don't you remember any of them?"
Huo Beixiao's bewildered gaze swept over all of them.
He quickly returned to Yang Qiaoqiao and shook his head.
"What else do you remember?" Yang Qiaoqiao asked him.
"I remember you are my wife," Huo Beixiao said without hesitation.
"Anything else?" Yang Qiaoqiao continued to ask.
Huo Beixiao looked blank again, lowered his head and said, "I don't remember anything."
Yang Qiaoqiao then asked him a series of questions to confirm that he wasn't faking it, but genuinely didn't remember anything.
He doesn't remember how they got married, what happened between them, or even An An Le Le.
It seems he really only remembers her as his wife.
Yang Qiaoqiao had a headache.
She didn't know why Huo Beixiao's memory was like this.
But the doctor said this was normal, because many people with amnesia selectively remember one or two people who are most important to them, or one or two things that are most important to them.
Su Pan looked at Yang Qiaoqiao again and said, "Qiaoqiao, the doctor said that it's a good sign that Bei Xiao still remembers you. You can be the breakthrough for him to recover his memory."
If you can take him to places you've been before and do things you've done before, it's very likely to help him recover his memories.
"Qiaoqiao, can you help Beixiao one more time?"
Yang Qiaoqiao wanted to refuse, but she pursed her lips and couldn't bring herself to say it.
In the end, she could only follow her heart and nod.
Next, Yang Qiaoqiao introduced everyone present to Huo Beixiao.
Since Yang Qiaoqiao agreed to help him and stay with him, he has returned to normal.
However, his face was less cold and stern than before, and more obedient.
Following Yang Qiaoqiao's introduction, when she obediently greeted people, there was a cute contrast in her demeanor.
Huo Beixiao wanted to be discharged from the hospital with Yang Qiaoqiao.
But the doctor said that he couldn't have a full check-up tonight, and wouldn't let him be discharged before the full check-up.
He will have to stay in the hospital tonight, undergo a full check-up tomorrow, and then be discharged.
After everything was settled, Yang Qiaoqiao originally planned to go back by herself and have Huo Nanjin stay here with Huo Beixiao tonight.
But as soon as she tried to speak, Huo Beixiao grabbed her clothes and looked at her pitifully.
In the end, Yang Qiaoqiao had to stay and let Huo Nanjin go back to rest.
After everyone left, Huo Beixiao closed the ward door, turned around and picked up Yang Qiaoqiao.
Yang Qiaoqiao was startled when her body suddenly lifted into the air.
"Huo Beixiao, what are you doing?"
Before she could react, Huo Beixiao had already carried her to the hospital bed.
The man's voice carried a hint of grievance as he obediently replied in her ear, "Wife, I'll carry you to bed."
Yang Qiaoqiao: ...
Huo Beixiao used to be like that too. Whenever no one was around, he liked to carry her around as if she didn't have legs.
But at that time they were a legitimate married couple, and whatever they did was reasonable and legal, and she herself quite enjoyed that sweetness.
But things are different now, and their relationship is different.
She felt awkward about Huo Beixiao's current behavior towards her.
She said sternly, "Huo Beixiao, I've told you this many times."
We're divorced, really divorced. I promise to stay and take care of you, but don't push your luck.
As she spoke, she was about to lift the covers and get out of bed.
But the next instant, a large hand pressed down on her.
Huo Beixiao's aggrieved voice came from beside her again, "Qiaoqiao, I know everything. I won't do this again without your permission."
You rest in bed, I'll sleep in the bed next to you.
When Yang Qiaoqiao looked up, she only saw Huo Beixiao's lonely figure walking towards the cot next to him.
The accompanying bed is half the height of the hospital bed, and it is also narrower and not long enough.
Huo Beixiao, who is nearly 1.9 meters tall, curled up in bed when he was sleeping on the cot.
He had his back to Yang Qiaoqiao.
Yang Qiaoqiao looked at his prominent shoulder blades as he curled up.
During the time Huo Beixiao was in a coma, he was kept alive only by intravenous nutrition and liquid food.
She has lost a lot of weight.
Yang Qiaoqiao forced herself to turn over, close her eyes and go to sleep, trying not to look or think about it.
But as soon as she closed her eyes, Huo Beixiao's aggrieved and forlorn expression lingered in her mind.
Somewhat annoyed, she turned back, only to find Huo Beixiao's deep eyes fixed on her.
Those eyes were filled with undisguised affection.
Yang Qiaoqiao unconsciously pursed her lips, ultimately softening her heart.
She moved closer to the hospital bed and said in a cold voice, "Huo Beixiao, come and sleep here. That bed is too short and uncomfortable."
A flash of joy crossed Huo Beixiao's eyes. He quickly got up and stepped directly from the caregiver's bed to the hospital bed.
He seemed afraid that if he slowed down even a step, Yang Qiaoqiao would turn back.
When the tall figure lay down beside her, Yang Qiaoqiao felt a mix of emotions.
However, she quickly convinced herself.
Anyway, it's not like we haven't slept together before.
I used to sleep naked, but now I'm all dressed.
She turned over, her back to the man, closed her eyes, and went to sleep!
However, the single bed in this ward was too narrow; when two adults slept together, they were practically pressed tightly together.
At this moment, Huo Beixiao was pressed tightly against her back.
She could hear Huo Beixiao's strong and powerful heartbeat.
Huo Beixiao's hot breath was still spraying on her head.
It disturbed her heartbeat, making her lose her rhythm. Even though she was very sleepy, she couldn't fall asleep no matter how hard she tried.
The days and nights I spent with Huo Beixiao flashed before my eyes like a revolving lantern.
"Qiaoqiao, are you still awake?" Huo Beixiao's deep voice came from behind.
Yang Qiaoqiao gave a soft "hmm" in response.
"Qiaoqiao, can you tell me what I did that made you so angry that you don't want me anymore?" Huo Beixiao asked again, his voice filled with grievance and disappointment.
Yang Qiaoqiao remained silent for a while, and then told Huo Beixiao the whole story from when they went to Hong Kong, trying to be as truthful as possible and without any emotion.
When Huo Beixiao first listened to her, he would ask many questions.
Most of the questions were about the identities of the people mentioned in Yang Qiaoqiao's story.
For example, who is Jiang Yiran?
When answering these questions, Yang Qiaoqiao inevitably went back to events that happened even earlier.
So much so that this conversation lasted almost the entire night.
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