The answer is yes, because Emu doesn't seem to be acting at all.
He actually picked up the phone, and as he walked to the telephone, he backed away while looking at his gun, as if afraid that Zeng Guangzhao would shoot him in the back.
Zeng Guangzhao watched as Yi Mu picked up the phone and dialed two keys.
He jumped up from the sofa, ran to Yi Mu's side, and put the phone back.
Zeng Guangzhao couldn't control his emotions and grabbed Yi Mu's shoulder.
"How could you not recognize me? I am Zeng Guangzhao!"
Yi Mu was quite interested in what was happening on the battlefield, and the name Zeng Guangzhao sounded familiar.
After a moment's thought, he realized that this person was a high-ranking general in the National Revolutionary Army who was frequently featured in the newspapers.
His eyes lit up, he let out a long "Oh!" and extended his hand, "It's an honor to meet you, Commander Zeng."
This was not the reaction Zeng Guangzhao wanted.
When Yi Mu first met him, he was either cold or angry; this strange reaction was completely out of the question.
"I am Zeng Guangzhao!" The Zeng Guangzhao you like.
Yi Mu blinked, not understanding why he was so fixated on his name.
"I know your name is Zeng Guangzhao, Commander Zeng. Can you let go of me? You're squeezing me and it hurts a little."
Upon hearing that he was in pain, Zeng Guangzhao immediately let go of his hand.
He didn't know what was wrong with Yimu, or why he didn't recognize him.
Yi Mu looked perfectly normal, with clear eyes. Apart from his pale face, everything else seemed normal.
He is living well in this family, and he must remember everyone.
But I don't remember him at all. Why?
Yi Mu couldn't understand why the man in front of her had such a sorrowful look in his eyes.
He was so tall, like a majestic mountain, but this mountain exuded a chilling cold.
He felt quite embarrassed and was about to say something to break the awkward silence when his stomach suddenly started hurting again.
Zeng Guangzhao was lost in his own thoughts and didn't notice that Yi Mu's face was slowly turning pale until he heard a painful sound.
Yi Mu clutched his stomach and collapsed, his forehead covered in cold sweat.
Zeng Guangzhao quickly squatted down and asked anxiously, "What's wrong?"
Imu was in so much pain that he couldn't speak.
Seeing him clutching his stomach, Zeng Guangzhao picked him up and quickly walked out.
The driver was urgently called and drove them to the hospital.
When getting off the bus, the driver wanted to help Zeng Guangzhao lift Yi Mu off the bus.
Zeng Guangzhao didn't let him touch Yi Mu's clothes at all, and carried the 140-pound man with ease, leaving the driver dumbfounded.
Yi Mu was wheeled into the operating room, while Zeng Guangzhao waited outside.
After walking down the corridor twice, I suddenly felt that this scene was very similar to five years ago.
Just like now, he was waiting anxiously outside.
The operating room lights were on, their scarlet glow ominous.
Zeng Guangzhao spun around like a top, constantly turning in place, and finished smoking the half-pack of cigarettes in his coat.
The operating room light finally went out, and the doctor came out and said to Zeng Guangzhao, "It was acute appendicitis. The surgery went smoothly, so don't worry."
Zeng Guangzhao felt relieved and followed them to the ward.
The anesthesia on Yi Mu's body had not yet worn off, and he was unconscious, his face overlapping with that of five years ago.
Zeng Guangzhao stared at Yi Mu's face for a long time, then took his hand and kissed it gently.
Thank you for waking up. No matter what, you've given me a chance.
Even if you don't recognize me now, and you're holding a grudge, I'll accept it.
You used to chase after me; now, it's my turn to chase after you.
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