Bai Yi shook his head: "I've never heard of it, what is the Forgetting Fruit? Can you really forget your sorrows after eating it?"
Mo Bo shook his head: "You say you forget your sorrow, but in fact you forget everything. If you are poisoned by forgetfulness, you will completely forget the past. You said you had no head injury. Except for the arrow wound on your shoulder, you also had no injuries on your body. With other serious injuries, how could it be possible to lose memory after being stabbed by an arrow?"
To be honest, she had also thought that when she woke up, there were no other injuries on her body except arrow wounds. How could the mere arrow wound on her shoulder make her forget the past
"What do you mean, Uncle Mo, I might have been poisoned by Wangyou?" Bai Yi asked.
Mobo shook his head: "I just think it's possible. It's not necessarily the poison of forgetfulness. Your situation needs more observation."
The two of them walked and talked, and didn't shut up until they entered the meeting hall.
"What are you talking about?" Chen Mingjie saw the two of them talking all the way over from a distance, with serious expressions on their faces.
Bai Yi put the dress on Chen Mingjie's desk and said softly: "It's nothing, just chatting."
Uncle Mo saw that she didn't want to say anything, so he kept his mouth shut.
Chen Mingjie wanted to ask again, but Bai Yi said, "Sir, please try on these clothes. If they don't fit, there is still time to change them."
Chen Mingjie had no choice but to stand up and try on his clothes, taking off his coat and carrying the woman's dress, but he didn't know how to start. It was pitiful that as a man and without a wife, he really didn't know much about women's clothes.
Seeing how clumsy he was, Bai Yi had no choice but to step forward to help him and finally put on the clothes. Seeing that the silk scarf around his neck was really annoying and didn't match the plain dress, he stretched out his hand to tie his neck. Take off the silk scarf.
When Chen Mingjie reacted, it was too late to stop him. The azure silk scarf was removed, revealing the scar on his throat.
She stared at the scar and felt that it was very familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere before, but no matter how much she thought about it, she couldn't remember it.
She opened Chen Mingjie's hand that was trying to cover it with a silk scarf, and gently touched the scar with her other hand. The scar was like a small pink centipede.
When her hand touched the scar, scenes flashed through her mind. The young man had a foreign object in his throat and was dying. A girl wearing coarse clothes was holding a thin blade and cutting open the young man's throat. First, she ventilated his throat, removed the foreign body, and sutured the wound. The scene was clear to her eyes, as if she were immersed in it. She tried hard to see the boy's face clearly, and she wanted to see the girl's face clearly. But it seemed as if there was a mysterious veil covering their faces, blinding her eyes and covering her heart.
Seeing her like this, he knew something was wrong, so he quickly took a few steps back and said with a dry smile: "I'd better do it myself."
His hurried and panicked look showed in Mo Bo's eyes that something must be wrong with this kid.
Mo Bo's eyes were fixed on Chen Mingjie's throat. This was the first time he saw Chen Mingjie without a silk scarf. Ever since Chen Mingjie took up the post of Nantai County Magistrate, the silk scarf around his neck has never changed, no matter who is in front or behind. He had never taken it off. At first, he thought he just liked this kind of attire. Unexpectedly, the purpose of wearing this silk scarf was actually for this scar.
Chen Mingjie must be the first person who can leave an injury on his neck and still be alive!
"Boy, what's the matter with the wound on your neck?" Mobo always asked questions when he had doubts, and he never tried to circumvent others. This was the biggest reason why Chen Mingjie trusted him. He was such a straightforward and careless person. .