But the tabby cat was particularly attached to Ye Zhiqiu, so he had to put a cat bed for it next to the bed.
Municipal hospital.
Song Yanbai woke up and looked at the white scene in front of him in a daze.
He moved subconsciously, but it pulled the wound on his body, and his handsome face was instantly distorted with pain.
"Are you awake?" When the female nurse saw him wake up, she hurried over to check on him.
"You... who are you?" Song Yanbai was confused and unable to move. He could only let the female nurse examine him.
"I'm a nurse in this hospital. The director asked me to look after you. You must be a relative of the director, right?" The nurse asked him a few more questions. After making sure that the person in front of her was fine, she said, "Just lie down first. I'll go get our director to come over."
However, after notifying Dean Qi, Dean Qi asked her to go to the Public Security Bureau to report the case.
Although the female nurse had doubts at first, she had no choice but to follow instructions.
In the ward, Dean Qi approached Song Yanbai with a kind face, "Comrade, are you awake? How are you feeling? Is there anything particularly uncomfortable?"
These were all routine questions. Song Yanbai said in a hoarse voice, "My chest hurts, and my head hurts too."
"This is normal, because you just had surgery on your chest, and there are traces of injuries on the back of your head." Dean Qi probed again: "Comrade, where are you from? When we rescued you, no one was with you. Now you need someone to take care of you. We need to notify your family as soon as possible to send someone over."
Song Yanbai's eyes became blank again, "I... I don't know."
"You don't know?" Dean Qi's eyes widened in surprise. "How could you not know? You don't look like a homeless person in the clothes you wear. You don't want to pay for the medical expenses, do you?"
He deliberately deceived Song Yanbai.
But Song Yanbai really didn't know.
Half a day later, Dean Qi finally realized a serious problem, "You are not losing your memory, are you?"
Whether it's a friend or an enemy, amnesia is a bit tricky to deal with!
"Amnesia?" Song Yanbai murmured doubtfully, and looked at Dean Qi with a firm gaze, "I... seem to have lost my memory!"
Dean Qi: “!!!”
Yan Jin had just returned to the ward after getting breakfast when he saw a nurse and two police officers passing by the door.
After all, Yan's mother is old, and she has suffered such a disaster. Although she has woken up, she is not in a very good spirits.
Yan Jin quickly handed the breakfast to Li Qing and said, "Feed mom first. I'll go see what's going on outside."
"Okay, go ahead, brother." Li Qing nodded and took the lunch box.
Yan Jin followed the public security comrades to the ward door and saw Dean Qi with a stunned look on his face.
The public security comrade was very alert and pointed at Song Yanbai on the bed, "Dean Qi, this is the... spy you mentioned?"
"No, no, no, I didn't say that. It's just that the gunshot wound he was shot in was not an ordinary shotgun wound. I must report this matter..."
Dean Qi hadn't finished speaking when Yan Jin, who had rushed to the front of the public security comrades, exclaimed, "Major Song? How did you get hurt like this?"
Yan Jin stated his identity as the director of the commune and that he had just retired from the army last year, which proved Song Yanbai's identity.
Dean Qi was even more glad that he had made the right decision to bring the person back yesterday. He was only in his twenties and was already a major. It would be a pity if such an outstanding young man died in a poor medical environment.
But the most troublesome problem at the moment is that such an outstanding young man has lost his memory! This chapter has been read (please click on the next chapter to continue reading!)
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