Chapter 522 Did she make a mistake?

  Wen Churan was sitting on the sofa in the lobby. A private doctor behind was helping her treat her wounds, and a teenager in front was holding a tissue to wipe her tears.

  Yaheng probably never saw anyone crying so badly. Some were at a loss. He thought that Wen Churan's cry was because the wound was too painful, so he shouted to the private doctor, "Be gentle!"

  In fact, the actions of the hospital are already beyond light.

  Wen Churan crying, not only because of wound pain, but also because of heartache.

  She felt that she was too wronged by Sheng Shimo's treatment, and at the same time she was helpless.

  He has amnesia.

  Because she saved her, the memory was swallowed by the memory beast. It was hard to make sure that he was alive, and it was not easy to find him. No matter how he was treated, she could not blame him.

  She just... Suddenly there was a moment of confusion that made herself terrified.

  Is this still the former prime time ink?

  He has long ceased to be him.

   Still, this Adair is not him at all? From the beginning, was she making a mistake?

  She wanted him to recover his memory as soon as possible, eager to verify that this Adair was the prime minister, but it was counterproductive.

  Tired to give up, but not reconciled to give up.

  All the complex emotions are chaotic together, and no one can talk to her, but can only turn into turbulent tears.

  Lian Shengshimo stood on the third floor, and could clearly hear the woman's heartbroken cry.

   A sound, like a whip, struck his heart.

  He raised his arm and took a look. The traces of the woman's scratch on his sleeves were still there.

  Suddenly a thought popped up in his head: It would be fine if he shook off her hand impulsively, so that she would not get hurt, let alone cry like this.

  After treating the wound, the personal doctor told him, “When you go to bed at night, remember to sleep on your stomach, otherwise it will compress the wound on the back of your head.

  Wen Churan nodded while crying.

   Yaheng helped her upstairs. When she passed the third floor, no one noticed it, and a dark shadow disappeared quickly.

  Back to the bedroom, Wen Churan finally stopped crying, but he was still ticking.

   Yaheng smiled and coaxed her, "Miss Sister, don’t cry anymore, crying so beautifully will attract a lot of perverts."

   Before the change, Wen Churan would definitely be amused.

  But at this moment, she can only do her best to hold back her tears.

   Before Yaheng left the bedroom, he was still worried and told, "Miss Sister, if your wound still hurts, just call out in the bedroom and I will come over to accompany you immediately."

Wen Churan nodded with a pale complexion.

  After such a toss, the sky is almost bright.

  Wen Churan lay down on the bed, his collapse eased a little, but he couldn't fall asleep.

  At this moment, the phone rang suddenly, it was an unfamiliar number.

After    was connected, there was no one talking on the other side.

  Wen Churan yelled twice in confusion, "Hello? Who are you?"

  There was no sound on the other side like an abyss of silence and emptiness.

  Wen Churan took the phone to his eyes and made sure that he did not recognize the number.

  After feeding a few more times and still not speaking, she hung up the phone directly.

  In the quiet bedroom, although the man was sitting on the edge of the bed with an elegant posture, his face was a bit ugly, frowning, as if worrying about something anxiously, and then put the phone in his ear down.

  He clearly heard the woman's voice on the other end of the phone.

   The hoarse who had just cried, with a very strong fatigue, and his mood was depressed.

   drove his emotions, as if it suddenly fell down.

  　The six is ​​over~ Everyone who is about to start school, come on! study well!

  　　 good night~

  　　

  　

  (End of this chapter)