Mo Jingyao seemed to hear a fresh word. She held her cell phone and thought for a while, then looked up at the middle-aged man standing in front of the bed.
"Director, what should I say when I call the police? My parents are gone, and now I only remember my boyfriend's name. I don't even know what he looks like, where he lives, and what he does."
A brief silence appeared in the room...
Yu Chu turned his eyes and asked in confusion, "Have you lost your memory? Dean?"
Mo Jingyao's lips were slightly white. She sighed lightly and murmured a little frustrated, "Who is Lin Wei? Did Lin Wei push me?" She suddenly realized that her memory was a little blurry, so she was not very good.
Confirmed.
"Why did she push me?"
"I seem to know her, but I don't seem to know her."
If you think about it harder, Mo Jingyao will feel a splitting headache. No, no, I can't think about it anymore.
Qin Huaimin judged her injury and gave the advice, "You should recover the injury first, and then drink some Chinese medicine. You should remember it all. You are not amnesia, at least you still remember who you are and what you are doing.
, this is very good.”
"Isn't it an amnesia?" Mo Jingyao looked at him happily.
He said, "You are just a serious concussion. You can be treated with traditional Chinese medicine, but you still need to rest more."
Jing Yao nodded. It was already here, so she could only do this. After a few days, she would contact her friends.
She returned the phone to the dean, then set her eyes on Yu Chu's face, and extended her hand to the little girl, "Hello, little boy."
Yu Chu smiled gently and sweetly. She let go of the dean's hand and handed her little hand to her palm. "Hello Sister Jingyao, Sister Jingyao will have good luck if she survives the disaster."
My little mouth is so sweet~!
"What's your name?" Mo Jingyao stared into her eyes, saying that eyes are the windows of the soul. This little girl looked like a kind-hearted and clever one.
The little girl's voice was soft and soft, "My name is Yuchu, it was the name given to me by the dean. The meaning of "The Dean's Heart" is gentle, and the original intention is not changed."
Mo Jingyao thinks it is very good and has a good reputation with this little girl.
She lowered her eyes and looked at Yuchu's little hand and found that she was wearing a relatively unique bracelet. It was obvious that she was not the kind you could buy on the street. It was a few years ago, but every detail was particularly exquisite.
It is also very novel, and there is also a small apple pendant.
Jing Yao thought to herself, if she was not abandoned, she must be a rich lady, the daughter of a wealthy family, right?
"Yuchu, let Sister Jingyao take a good rest first, boil the medicine and then come to see her, okay?" Qin Huaimin was also very pleased. Saving someone else's life was better than building a seventh-level pagoda.
Jing Yao let go of her hand, she smiled and looked at Dean Qin, "Thank you for your hard work, Dean."
"It's not hard." The man who was about to turn around turned to look at her, "You can recover from your injuries with peace of mind. I have research on traditional Chinese medicine. Your situation will be recovered in about a week."
Mo Jingyao was very happy. She must cooperate with the medicine. As if she suddenly remembered something, she asked again, "By the way, Dean, do you have a laptop? I want to borrow it. My novel has not been updated yet."
The novel is probably the only thing she can remember.
Qin Huaimin nodded, "Yes, I'll ask Yuchu to give it to you."
"Okay." Jing Yao smiled on her face, "thank you, thank you, and I'm also talking hard."
"You're welcome." The child of Yuchu was very polite, "See you later."