Seeing Cheng Haoyu turning away in a daze, the atmosphere in the Cheng family lobby became even more depressing. The fake smiles on everyone's faces were exposed, and they put down their bowls and chopsticks with sad faces.
"Brother looks so pitiful right now! It's a pity that we can't do anything to help him. We can only sit here and worry about him." Cheng Haoting frowned slightly and sighed from the bottom of her heart.
"Half a month will pass quickly, but looking at my brother's current condition, it will be very difficult to recover his memory within half a month." Cheng Haoyang was also helpless.
"Haoyang, where have you taken your elder brother? Hasn't he improved at all?" Cheng Dayu asked.
Cheng Haoyang sighed softly, "We've been everywhere we could, even to the train station, but Big Brother just has no recollection. Everything is so unfamiliar to him, and he can't remember anything from before. We've been walking all day, and my legs are sore. I'm sure Big Brother is exhausted too, and in the end, we didn't get anything out of this. Do you think he feels good?"
Zhang Fengrong let out a soft breath, and cast a distressed gaze towards Cheng Haoyu's room. Then he picked up his rice bowl, picked up some pickles, and slowly stood up: "Man is iron, and rice is steel. If you don't eat a meal, you will be hungry. My son is exhausted all day. How can his body bear it without eating? I'll go see him."
Cheng Haoyu was sitting on a stool in a daze, holding an empty water cup in his hand, his brows tightly furrowed, his eyes full of helplessness, and his body was so exhausted that he was almost exhausted. If he continued like this, he would collapse in less than half a month.
"Son, eat something!" Zhang Fengrong pushed the door open and handed the food in his hand to him.
Cheng Haoyu held his head in his hands with a painful expression: "Mom, I'm not hungry."
"You can't not be hungry. You've been walking all day. How can your body bear it without eating? Listen to mom and eat something. Soak your feet in hot water to relieve your fatigue. Then lie on the kang and have a good sleep. Maybe when you wake up tomorrow morning, a miracle will happen." Zhang Fengrong said in a comforting tone.
"Mom, I feel so tired now. Time is slipping away from me day by day, but I haven't made any progress at all. I really want to open my head and put all my previous memories into it." Cheng Haoyu said anxiously and helplessly.
"Son, don't put too much pressure on yourself. Relax your body. Maybe when you relax, you will remember everything. Besides, we still have time. As long as we have one more day, we still have hope." Zhang Fengrong placed his comforting and distressed hand on his shoulder.
Cheng Haoyu closed his eyes tiredly and nodded slightly.
"Son, eat something first. I'll ask Haoting to bring you some foot washing water later. Go to bed early tonight." Zhang Fengrong said in a soft tone, then turned and left silently.
"How is my son?" Cheng Dayu asked in a worried tone.
"It's very bad." Zhang Fengrong said with a gloomy face.
"I'll go talk to him." As he spoke, Cheng Dayu was about to stand up.
"Oh! Forget it, let him be alone for a while!" Zhang Fengrong reached out to stop him, then said to Haoting at the dinner table, "Go get your eldest brother some footbath water later, so he can soak his feet and relax."
Cheng Haoting nodded as if it was okay.
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