This scene, in the eyes of others, just flashed by, nothing unusual.
But for Song Wenchuan, it was like slow motion.
He saw himself silently opening his lips in the video, and the two words he spit out were: Hello—
"Oh shit!"
Song Wenchuan scratched his hair irritably, because he had undergone surgery on his head, all his previous hair had been shaved off, and now his hair has grown back.
For nearly two months, it was lying softly on his head.
"What exactly is going on?"
Song Wenchuan suppressed countless curiosity and impatience, and continued to read.
The door of the ward opened, and 'he', who had changed his clothes again, swaggered out of the hospital, took a taxi by the side of the road and left.
Wei Yuanfan was also very uncomfortable by Song Wenchuan's performance. He asked, "Mr. Song, do you know where you went?"
"I… "
Song Wenchuan thought of the Huo Group, Yaoyao and Mr. Huo when he woke up.
But, why did he go there? What is the purpose
And... why is the memory of the time when he woke up completely blank in his brain
"Mr. Song?"
Song Wenchuan found that everyone was waiting for his answer.
The words came to his lips and were swallowed again.
Song Wenchuan said coldly, "I don't know."
Wei Yuanfan was surprised, "That is to say, you don't remember what happened after you woke up? And why you were discharged from the hospital?"
Song Wenchuan nodded.
Zhou Manli and Song Rui were completely dumbfounded.
Everything they heard and saw exceeded their cognition.
At this moment, even Zhou Manli remained absolutely silent.
Just after waking up, Song Wenchuan felt that his body was overdrawn, and when he thought about it, his head hurt like a needle.
He rubbed his forehead, panted lightly, leaned back in the chair and closed his eyes.
Said: "Doctor Wei, can I take these videos back? I want to watch more, maybe it will help me recover my memory."
"Of course." Wei Yuanfan nodded, it's not a secret thing, not to mention the owner of the video is sitting right in front of him, "But you don't have to put too much pressure on yourself, because your brain has been severely hit, and you have done Craniotomy, lying on the hospital bed for two months, the memory will indeed be disturbed."
Song Wenchuan felt heavy in his heart, he nodded, "I hope so."
"So I still suggest that Mr. Song stay in the court for a while longer to observe and see what's wrong."
Zhou Manli interjected when she heard the words, and said displeasedly: "We won't look here, Ah Chuan, let's go to a big hospital abroad! Mom asked the best doctor to help you see a doctor!"
"mom-"
Song Wenchuan frowned irritably, "Don't make trouble, I will stay here and not go anywhere. Moreover, the medical level of this hospital is very good, even if it is abroad, there are very few that can compare with it."
"But they—"
"Okay! I'll let A Chuan handle this matter!" Song Rui also lost patience with Zhou Manli's stupidity. He glared at her, "Don't bother A Chuan, didn't you see that his face was turning pale?"
Only then did Zhou Manli notice that Song Wenchuan was already precariously sitting there.
Hurriedly lowered his voice, "I, I won't talk anymore, A Chuan, you should go back to the ward and rest."
Song Wenchuan nodded, and when he left, he didn't forget to take those video backups with him.
Is the man in the video really him? Why did he say 'hello' to the monitor
Zhou Manli and Song Rui walked in front, Song Wenchuan's brows did not relax from the beginning to the end. He paused slightly, then turned around and asked, "Doctor Wei, will there be any postoperative sequelae, including dual personality?"