When he was in class just now, Mo Jingyao kept thinking about the scene that day. She was pushed off the bridge by Lin Wei, hitting a boat on her head, and then fell into the water...
She didn't remember what happened later. She lie here when she woke up, and her whole head was dizzy.
But she was not dead? Mo Jingyao breathed a sigh of relief. She felt so cherishing her life. A sense of joy surged in her heart.
"Thank you!" She looked at Qin Huaimin, tired, but happy.
"I thought you would be in a coma for at least another week." Qin Huaimin was also very pleased, "I didn't expect to wake up so soon. This is a good thing. Do you remember who you are?" He quickly handed her cell phone, "Come on, you
Call your family.”
This girl usually has a concussion, which can cause amnesia. If it is serious, she may become a vegetative person.
Mo Jingyao looked up at the dean, slowly took the phone from his hand, and she murmured, "My name is Mo Jingyao, I am an online writer, I... I don't have parents, my parents are dead
.”This memory is not very deep.
ah?
Turns out he was an orphan too?
Qin Huaimin was shocked.
She sat on the head of the bed, frowned slightly, staring at her phone in a daze, as if she was thinking about something.
Seeing that something was wrong, Qin Huaimin waited patiently, so he wouldn’t have lost his memory, right? If he lost his memory, it would be troublesome and it would be difficult to find his family.
"Shen Yi." She suddenly said a name, raised her eyes and said to him, "I remember Shen Yi, he is my boyfriend, the ancient town we went to together. When he went to the bathroom, I was from a woman named Lin Wei.
Pushed down the bridge.”
Being pushed?
Qin Huaimin was shocked. Isn’t this murder? It’s such a bad nature and it violates the law.
"Then do you remember his phone number?" the middle-aged man asked expectantly again.
Mo Jingyao shook her head, I don’t remember, but I existed on my phone, and she looked around again.
"Miss Mo, when I rescued you, you didn't have a cell phone."
She remembered again that she was taking pictures of the scenery on the other side of the river, but Lin Wei pushed her phone into the water.
"Where is Shen Yi? What is he doing?" Qin Huaimin was very kind, "You have been in a coma for so long, he must be looking for you everywhere, and he is also very worried about you."
Mo Jingyao couldn't answer these questions he asked. The moment she recalled deeply, she felt a little headache and her expression was a little painful.
"Then don't think about it." Qin Huaimin advised her, "It's good to be alive. You should recover from your injuries first, you hurt your head."
"Did you treat me?" Mo Jingyao was puzzled, "or did you bring me back from the hospital?"
The middle-aged man answered truthfully, "I have studied traditional Chinese medicine and have grown various herbs in the backyard. The effect will not be worse than the medicines in the hospital. You have not injured your bones, you do not need surgery, and you have no internal bleeding. This is a good thing.
I will treat you myself, and I don’t expect you to wake up so soon.”
This was a blessing in disgrace. When he met Qin Huaimin's fishing boat, he happened to pass by, so he saved her, otherwise he would have drowned.
Mo Jingyao was full of gratitude to him, "Thank you." Then she fell on the soft and quiet little girl in front of the bed, and looked at him again, "Your daughter?"
"No." Yu Chu replied cutely, "He is our dean, and this is a welfare home."
Welfare home?
Mo Jingyao was a little shocked. She glanced at the kind man in front of her and then at the cute little girl. Could she be the adopted child in the welfare home?
An inexplicable sadness arose.
Mo Jingyao looked at Yuchu. Yuchu was holding the dean's hand, and also tilted her head and looked at her with a smile, "Sister Jingyao, let's call the police? Let the police uncle take you home?"