He grabbed the door handle and paused slightly. Lin Jinran did not turn around and looked at the white ward door in front of him, "What else is there?"

"How is Ruochu?"

Lin Jinran did not move at all, and a bitter expression appeared in his eyes. The woman Fu Mohan, who had lost his memory, was still Lin Ruochu.

It was natural to ask her.

However, the heart really hurts, and the breathing is also painful. The nose is so sour. Lin Jinran dared not delay any longer and quickly said three words, "She is very good."

He opened the door and walked out strode, isolating her and Fu Mohan, tears overflowing from his eyes and crossing his cheeks.

"Mrs. Young Madam, why did you come out and why did you cry?" There were footsteps coming from afar, and Mrs. Zhang's familiar anxious voice, "Don't be sad, be careful of the child,"

Then the voice stopped abruptly, and Mrs. Zhang hurriedly closed her mouth.

Lin Jinran smiled bitterly. Seeing the apology on Mrs. Zhang's face, she reluctantly supported her smile to relieve the situation. "Sister Zhang, he wants to rest, I'd better not disturb me."

"Oh, the young master just woke up and his body has not yet responded. He should have a more rest." Mrs. Zhang reacted and stopped mentioning what he almost said to have just left out.

Lin Jinran nodded and said nothing more, walking out the door. Mrs. Zhang followed her, wanting to speak but stopping, and in the end she said nothing.

In the corridor, I saw Leng Jue strode towards me. Lin Jinran was excited and quickly met him, "Have you found it?"

Leng Jue looked around and confirmed that there were no strangers. He replied, "I checked the cameras around. There are cameras in the sanatorium in this neighborhood. Only in the direction of the door could not be viewed. There is a shop's camera that can see the overpass across the street, but the store said that their camera had a fault a few days ago, so all records were restarted and cleared."

Lin Jinran was slightly shocked, which means there was no clue.

Seeing her frown, Leng Jue asked again, "Madam, do you need to find anything?"

"No, no need." Lin Jinran shook his head silently, rejecting Leng Jue's words, obviously not wanting to talk more.

Leng Jue heard Lin Jinran say no, and he didn't insist too much, "Madam, is the young master awake?"

"Wake up, go." Lin Jinran nodded and replied softly, thinking about things in his heart, looking a little uninspired.

"I'll go to see the young master first." Leng Jue nodded respectfully, and walked around Lin Jinran toward the ward not far away.

Lin Jinran walked forward in dismay, left the hospital and got in the car.

Fu Mohan's amnesia was a private matter. He Shumei, who had already installed an insider, learned the news at the first time.

"Is it true?" She looked at the butler suspiciously, questioning the affirmation of the matter.

The housekeeper replied with a smile, shouting coldly in his smile, "It's true that I don't know Lin Jinran anymore. I heard that Lin Jinran was bombed out and had left after not long in the ward."

He Shumei's expression was relaxed, and she slowly leaned towards the sofa, smearing her red lips, and curling her cold smile, "Okay, although she didn't mess with him, it's okay if she lost her memory. Now it's Lin Ruochu's business. If she heard the news, she would be very happy."

The housekeeper nodded and laughed.
Chapter completed!