Lan Lihuo talked to her, but Ye Poppy didn't respond at all.
Lan Lihuo stared at her for a while, then tried to apply medicine to her, but she still didn't respond at all.
He looked at her again, his attention seemed to be focused on his fingers all the time, and he didn't respond to people and things outside at all, his brows frowned slightly.
"Susu." Lan Liehuo picked her up, grabbed her hand, and stopped her from playing.
Ye Poppy raised her head to look at him, but there was no wave in her eyes, as pure as a child's.
"Susu, do you really not remember me?"
"..."
"Then do you still remember Xiao Yi? Your son?"
"..."
"Where's Gu Qingxin? Didn't you have an accident because of her? Isn't she also very important to you? Remember?"
"..."
Lan Lihuo looked at her, feeling extremely distressed. He hugged her and said in a hoarse voice, "It's okay, it's okay, it's okay if you don't remember, as long as you come back!"
Lan Renghuo put on a long skirt for her, tied the belt around her waist, and turned her around to face the mirror.
He chose a long white dress for her. He didn't know why, but he just felt that this color was especially suitable for her now.
He looked at the girl in the mirror, her long dress was as pure as water, her hair was already long now, waist length, black and thick, her palm-sized face was embedded in the black hair, making her look even more delicate and compact.
His millet has not changed, but it has changed again, becoming more beautiful.
Ye Poppy didn't even raise her head, she was still playing with her fingers, as if this was the only thing in her world.
Seeing this, Lan Riehuo picked her up and took her downstairs to have breakfast.
No matter what it is, he does it himself and doesn't let anyone interfere.
After feeding her, Lan Liehuo called a doctor to check her body.
No matter who did anything to her, she didn't respond in the slightest, she just focused on her fingers.
"How is she now? Why does she seem to recognize someone now and doesn't speak? Did she hurt her throat?" Lan Lihuo looked back at the woman sitting on the bed, and asked the doctor with a frown.
"Master, after the examination I gave this lady just now, there is nothing serious about her body... She refused to cooperate with the throat, and I don't dare to make a conclusion. As for the fact that you said that you don't recognize people... Was it stimulated by something? , or the head was injured?" The doctor speculated, because there was really nothing wrong with the examination.
"Can't you check it out? Is there a blood clot in the head that is pressing on the nerve?" Lan Lihuo was extremely worried.
"No, this lady is all right! There is no blood clot in her brain... nothing unusual."
"How could this happen?" Lan Lihuo's heart sank rapidly. When he was injured, his intelligence deteriorated because a blood clot in his head pressed the nerves. Later, when he had an accident, the blood clot dissipated, and he became normal again.
"Then she's like this... Will there be any danger? I mean, life..." Lan Lihuo mentioned these two words, and he felt as if a pair of pliers had grabbed his neck, as if he would suffocate him in the next second generally.
"Young master, don't worry, this won't happen. Miss's physical indicators are all normal." The doctor sweated in his heart, for fear that the young master would get angry and scold him for being useless.
With the strength of the young master, it is estimated that one fist can kill him.