Memory Loss

"Did Ye Shuang's finger just move?" Chen Hai seemed to notice something and his gaze fell on Ye Shuang's finger. He just thought he saw Ye Shuang's finger move slightly, but the movement was very subtle.

"I didn't notice," said Fugui. At that time, his attention was focused on the pouting look of Chen Hai, so he didn't notice whether Ye Shuang's finger had moved or not. If it had, it would indeed be good news, and they could even call the doctor over to take a look.

"Thump, click, click." Just then, the sound of wheels rubbing against the floor came from the door. Chen Hai and Fugui, who were having a conversation, turned their heads and saw a nurse pushing a cart into the room. When the nurse saw Chen Hai and the others, she also said,

"Make way, make way. Here comes the little trolley. Don't get knocked down."

Chen Hai felt that the voice was a bit familiar. He looked at the nurse's face and after a few seconds, he said in surprise, "You... are An Shiyu?"

Anshi Yi glanced at Chen Hai. Her long eyelashes fluttered slightly and she said coldly, "No, you've got the wrong person."

She was wearing a pink nurse's uniform, and her long hair was all pulled up. Without the adornment of her hair, her face under the hat looked extremely small.

Although this dressing was exactly the same as An Shiyu's, Ye Shuang would never mistake them.

"Hey, it must be you," Chen Hai looked around. He was also wondering why the other person would be here. And at this time, she should be at school.

"Because I'm a nurse," Anshi Yi replied.

"Aren't you an assistant?"

"Oh?"

"Um..." Chen Hai just felt that An Shiyu was difficult to communicate with. He wondered how Ye Shuang could get along so well with this person. Did they just click? Anyway, Chen Hai himself definitely thought it was troublesome.

At this time, Anshi Yi also walked to Ye Shuang's bedside. There was a hot towel on the cart, and the young girl picked up the hot towel to wipe Ye Shuang's face. However, her movements were not very gentle. In fact, they were a bit rough.

Rub, rub, rub.

It was as if she was exfoliating Ye Shuang's face. She almost put her head on his abdomen.

"It's so nice to have someone take care of you like this," said Chen Hai. Just then, An Shiyu seemed to start doing something like a juggling act.

"Wait a minute?!"

"What's the matter?" Anshi Yi glanced at Chen Hai. She seemed to think that this guy always shouted and made a fuss, and there was nothing surprising about these things.

"Your hand," Chen Hai pointed to the hand in Ye Shuang's pants.

"My hand?"

Anshi Yi looked at her own hand and said, "Haven't you seen it before? Isn't this a very normal thing?"

Is it normal?

Chen Hai looked at Aunt Li, and Aunt Li also thought that Chen Hai was making a mountain out of a molehill.

"Actually, it's quite normal. After all, Ye Shuang is in a coma now," Aunt Li also told Chen Hai. It was okay to wipe the body. Many medical staff would help with such things, usually for those who couldn't take care of themselves, and Ye Shuang being in a coma was one of those cases.

"Wow," Anshi Yi suddenly exclaimed while wiping.

"Is it... normal?" Chen Hai silently looked at Aunt Li.

"Is it... normal?" Aunt Li began to be silent.

Since Ye Shuang didn't wake up, Chen Hai and Aunt Li sat for a while, learned about the situation, and then decided to leave. After all, with Ye Shuang sleeping all the time, there wasn't really anything for them to do.

"Alright, buddy. We'll come to see you in a few days. I hope you wake up soon," said Chen Hai. Then he left with Aunt Li.

At this time, only Anshi Yi and Ye Shuang were left in the room.

Anshi Yi looked at Ye Shuang lying on the bed, then at the towel in her hand, and then reached in again to wipe for a while.

"Hmm? Why isn't there any reaction at all? I was still going to give it a try," Anshi Yi looked a bit uninterested. After helping Ye Shuang wipe his body, she also pushed the cart away.

...

In a blink of an eye, a week had passed.

Chen Qin still hadn't been discharged from the hospital, but she could already walk on the ground. Moreover, she looked fine overall. She even stayed in Ye Shuang's ward all day to talk to him, hoping that Ye Shuang would wake up soon.

"It's strange. He seems to be in good condition, but why can't he wake up?" The doctors were also confused about Ye Shuang's situation. After all, they had done all kinds of examinations, but Ye Shuang seemed to have fallen asleep for an unknown reason and showed no sign of waking up.

"Could it be some rare disease?" Chen Qin asked the doctors at this time.

"As for his brain, has he had any diseases before?"

"Amnesia."

"Amnesia?"

"Yes. My husband has intermittent amnesia. The doctor at that time said it should get better after a while. Do you think it's related to this?"

Hearing this, several doctors looked at each other.

Alzheimer's disease?

At such a young age?

However, since Ye Shuang still hadn't woken up, it was really hard to be sure.

While Chen Qin was talking to the doctors, there came a faint rustling sound from the side.

"..."

At this time, Ye Shuang's eyelids on the hospital bed fluttered. He seemed to be exerting himself. Seeing this, several doctors perked up and even called the nurse over.

"..."

"..."

Ye Shuang slowly opened his eyes.

After seeing the pure white ceiling, he murmured, "Water."

"Water."

With the help of others, Ye Shuang took a small sip of water. His dazed consciousness also seemed to clear up a bit. When he found himself sitting on the hospital bed, Ye Shuang looked at the strangers around him and felt a little confused.

"Where is this?"

"The hospital. You suddenly collapsed on the ground and have been in a coma for a week. Fortunately, you've woken up," the doctor said at this time.

"Really? I was in a coma?" Ye Shuang was a bit puzzled. He even didn't understand why he was in the hospital.

He looked around, and his gaze fell on one of the women. The woman seemed very happy. "Husband!!!"

"Husband?"

Ye Shuang looked at the beautiful woman and subconsciously looked at his side. "You... are you calling me?"

The sweet smile on Chen Qin's face instantly froze. She pointed at herself and said, "It's me, husband. It's me, Chen Qin."

"..." Ye Shuang didn't say a word. He just silently looked at Chen Qin.

After a few seconds, he shook his head.

"How could this happen? Why?" Chen Qin's heart skipped a beat. She also looked at the several doctors beside her.

"Maybe it's just because he just woke up and his memory hasn't fully recovered yet," the doctor said. After all, it wasn't a rare case that the consciousness and memory would be blurred after a long - term coma.

"Oh, that's good. Just take a little more rest," Chen Qin felt a little more at ease.

"Where's my phone?" Ye Shuang suddenly asked.

"Ah, it's over there," Chen Qin handed the phone on the table to Ye Shuang.

"Thank you..." Ye Shuang took the phone and subconsciously murmured, "I inexplicably passed out for a week. Yu You, that child, must be worried. I have to tell her."

Chen Qin was stunned for a moment and subconsciously grabbed the clothes on her chest.

Why...

Do you remember Yu You but not me?

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