However, what surprised Lin Yu was that although the Rose woke up, he looked at his eyes with a hint of stagnation and doubts. He stared at Lin Yu for a while, and the rose moved his lips hard, and finally sent out from his throat.
A soft voice. Ask, "Who are you?!"
Lin Yu trembled sharply, as if he was knocked on a stuffy stick, sat on the bed, staring at the rose dumbly, at a loss for a while.
"Where am I?!"
Rose turned his head and glanced around, looking at the empty ward, there was no more nervousness in the sound, and his eyes looked at Lin Yu a little bit. At the same time, he was full of strangeness.
Lin Yu's heart was tingling for a while, as if he had been stuck in his heart nest, and the pain was difficult.
Obviously, although the brain nerves of roses were cured, she was amnesia!
The reaction of Li Zhensheng, Dou Xinyi, and others outside the compartment also seemed to be poured a pot of cold water from head to toe. The enthusiastic excitement cooled up instantly, and for a while, they looked at each other.
"Who are you?!"
The rose saw so many people staring at the glass outside the compartment through the glass and stared at themselves. She became panicked and struggled to sit up from the bed, but she lay on her for several months. She couldn't use her strength for a while.
"Don't be afraid, we are not a bad person, it's your friend!"
Lin Yuqiang endured his inner tingling, and hurriedly explained in a hurry, "You are sick, I lay on the bed for several months, and now I just woke up!"
Talking about Lin Yu hurried forward and sat up the rose.
"You are my friend. Then, who am I?!"
The rose looked at Lin Yu in doubt, and asked, even for a while, everyone couldn't remember.
"Rose, you are the most beautiful rose in the world!"
Lin Yu said softly with her hand, only feeling that her heart was dripping blood.
"Ao, I am a rose ..."
Rose nodded, then frowned, and seemed to be trying to search for the memory in her mind, but from the perspective of her confused expression, she should have nothing to get.
When Lin Yu saw the grief that could not be said in her heart, after passing the pulse for the rose, she told her not to think so much, take a good rest first, and have enough time to remember in the future.
Later, Lin Yu withdrew from the compartment. Gels everyone to go out.
"Master, she has been unconscious for so long, and suddenly wakes up. The memory of memory should be normal!"
Dou Xinyi hurriedly said, "Maybe it will be able to recover after a while!"
"Not necessarily ... but. Maybe I can never recover ..."
A western -medicine brain doctor at the side carefully looked at Lin Yu, and said, "He, you, I know that you don't like to listen, but this should be the fact that her cerebral cortex was damaged, so she lost her lost.
In the past memory, although her damaged brain nerves were cured, the memory was afraid that I could no longer find it ... "
Hearing him, Lin Yuton felt that he felt this. In fact, he also thought of this. The memory of the rose may always be lost.
That means that at this time, for roses, he is a complete stranger.
"This is not necessarily!"
On the other side, a western doctor defaulted, "In the past, the brain nerve was damaged. Now he has a good hand to return to spring. Do you still help the patient cure the damaged brain nerve? Perhaps, the memory is also the same.
Will back! "
They are now witness. This is a medical miracle that has not been experienced, so no one can say about whether the memory of the rose can recover!
"I hope!"
Lin Yu sighed with a smile, then looked out the window, muttering. "Even if she would not restore her memory in her life, it was not a good thing.
It's ... ""
If the memory of Rose comes back, then the same back, there is still some painful past, so Lin Yu feels that "amnesia" is a kind of care for roses from heaven.
In the next few days, Rose was familiar with the environment in which he was, and he began rehabilitation training. At the same time, he also started a new understanding of the world and Lin Yu and others.
Now, although she has no previous memory, she laughs, but she is more bright and brilliant than before.
On this day, Lin Yu took Jiang Yan and Ye Qingmei to the hospital to visit the rose. After sitting down for a long time, a hundred people called Lin Yu.
"Hey, Brother Niu. What is it?"
"Sir, I took Jiajia just now, when Yin Er returned, in the letter box in the community downstairs. I found a letter!"
Hundreds of people on the phone said.
"letter?!"
Lin Yu heard a little bit, some surprised, what kind of years are this? I also wrote a letter.
"Yes, a letter to you!"
The sound of the hundred people at the end of the phone said, "The envelope reads your name, and the silver -white fire paint is sealed!"
"Ao, then let's go home, I'll go back and watch!"
Lin Yu didn't think of it, he was wondering, and he didn't just have a letter.
"Sir, you still come back now!"
Hundreds of people said, "I suspect that this letter is not easy, I feel it ... like someone's style!"