Chapter 48 Amnesia

Ye Sheng was actually trying to scare him. Ye Rong had been lying down for so long and couldn't eat much at all. Just sip some soup and water to moisten his throat.

But Ye Rong took it seriously, and hurriedly brought the bowl over and was about to raise his head to pour in, but Ye Sheng stopped him in the middle of the way, and pretended to touch his mouth in the face of his low air pressure.

Ye Sheng pushed a wheelchair, held him firmly, and pushed Ye Rong to the next ward with a retweet.

At the door, Ye Rong saw Fu Wenyuan's assistant Xie Shan sitting upright on the seat outside the ward, with the laptop spread out on his lap, typing on the keyboard in an orderly manner, seemingly helping Fu Wenyuan with business affairs.

Ye Rong sat on the wheelchair and patted the armrest as a greeting to him.

When Xie Shan heard the sound, he raised his head and looked at the person coming, closed the laptop and clamped it under his armpit, stood up and walked in front of Ye Rong in three or two steps, and asked in a low voice, "Mr. Ye, is everything okay?"

Ye Rong pointed to his body and nodded, then pointed to his throat and shook his head, and finally pointed to Fu Wenyuan's ward, meaning he wanted to go in and have a look.

Xie Shan hesitated for a moment, but quickly made up his mind, just instructed: "Sir, there are some minor situations, you must be mentally prepared."

Ye Rong's heart twitched, and he started to frighten himself, imagining Fu Wenyuan's lack of arms and legs, and before Ye Sheng pushed him behind, he turned his wheelchair rusty to go to Fu Wenyuan's ward.

The clean and spacious ward was clean and white, and Ye Sheng pushed Ye Rong to Fu Wenyuan's hospital bed.

Fu Wenyuan was half lying on the hospital bed. After the rain, the sky was clear, and the sky became blue and bright. The bright white sunlight shone on the hospital bed through the glass window, and a few strands fell on Fu Wenyuan's arm outside the quilt.

Ye Rong saw the eye-catching wound on the pale skin of his arm, which had formed a thick scab, like a tattoo for love.

Ye Rong wanted to touch it but was afraid that it would hurt, so he finally held his hand slowly.

Fu Wenyuan slept very lightly, and opened his eyes almost as soon as Ye Rong touched him.

Seeing that he woke up, Ye Rong clenched his hand happily. He had not seen him for a few days, but it seemed like a lifetime had passed. He remembered every detail of Fu Wenyuan jumping into the sea of ​​fire and dying together with him. Said to convince himself that he said they would be all right, and he really wasn't lying.

But before Ye Rong moved, he saw Fu Wenyuan staring at Ye Rong with unfamiliar eyes, his expression blank for a moment, then he pulled out his hand with a bit of disgust, and looked up at Xie Shan who was standing behind, coldly. Coldly said: "Why bring everyone in?"

Ye Rong thought there was something wrong with his ears, so he leaned forward and hung his body to grab his hand again, but he pushed him away for fear of avoiding it.

Ye Rong's body was unsteady. If Ye Sheng hadn't caught him in a hurry, this push would have caused him to fall off the wheelchair in embarrassment.

Xie Shan also stepped forward in a panic and explained, "Sir, this is Ye..."

Fu Wenyuan turned a deaf ear, interrupted him unceremoniously, and repeated mercilessly, "Xie Shan, take this person out for me."

Ye Rong looked up at Xie Shan, Xie Shan also looked over, shook his head at him, leaned over and asked the person out of the ward before Fu Wenyuan lost his temper.

Outside the ward, Xie Shan lowered his voice, "Mr. Ye, you have also seen the situation, it is not optimistic."

Ye Rong just wanted to cry without tears, is this a small situation? !

Ye Rong, who has always been cherished by Fu Wenyuan, has not been able to fully accept this gap for a while, and his mind is confused but unable to make a sound, so he can only gesture in a hurry.

Having lived with Ye Rong for many years, Ye Sheng, who knew what he wanted to say with just one look, translated sentence by sentence.

Xie Shan listened patiently, and finally reluctantly said a cliché result that Ye Rong couldn't accept: "Mr. lost his memory, but it was selective amnesia, and he alone forgot everything related to you."

Ye Rong's brain stopped, and after a few seconds of sluggishness, he slowly understood the meaning of Xie Shan's words. He wanted to ask if this was a joke.

But suddenly remembering that Fu Wenyuan couldn't make a fake attitude just now, he thought it wouldn't be a boring joke.

He was slumped in the wheelchair with his head down, and the numbness and powerlessness of fate pulled him a little bit and wanted him to fall into the endless abyss.

But he had only tasted that little sweetness, so why did he take it away cruelly.

[The author has something to say: Cat Fu, who lost his memory: Why does everyone bring everyone in front of me?

After recovering his memory, Big Cat Fu: woo woo woo wife, come back soon~]