Treatment is not a one-day or two-day thing.
After getting a positive response from Hang Sizhou, Professor Jiang had already brought the professional equipment over for this consultation.
After a short test and good feedback, Professor Jiang helped Hang Sizhou to decide on a treatment plan. If everything goes well, Hang Sizhou is expected to recover his memory before the Chinese New Year.
Of course, this is a good expectation.
Memories are stored in the hippocampus and are influenced by human psychology. Whether they can be retrieved depends mostly on "luck" and "chemical reactions."
"In short, maintaining a good attitude is the most important part, and we all need to have more confidence in each other." After finishing the treatment, Professor Jiang held Hang Sizhou's hand and said earnestly.
Hang Sizhou was naturally confident and nodded repeatedly.
Professor Jiang patted the back of his hand again, and the two agreed on a date for their next meeting. Hang Sizhou put on a mask and walked out.
As more and more people came, the nurses at the front desk also knew Hang Sizhou's identity.
Seeing Hang Sizhou coming out, they waved to him and said goodbye to them with a smile. Then Hang Sizhou grabbed his cell phone.
Xiao Hang sent him a message three minutes ago, saying that he had arrived at his old seat downstairs.
Hang Sizhou replied, "Wait for me at the door, I'll be down right away." When he was about to put away his phone, a new incoming call notification popped up on the screen.
Hang Sizhou frowned.
It’s Han Wenzhuo.
It was not surprising that he had Han Wenzhuo's contact information. After all, as Han Wenzhuo said, they had a very good relationship during their four years in college.
Hang Sizhou answered the phone.
Han Wenzhuo's voice came over immediately: "Sizhou."
Hang Sizhou walked forward: "Han Wenzhuo? What do you want to talk to me about?"
Hearing Hang Sizhou's voice, Han Wenzhuo's tense voice relaxed a little: "Why, I can't call you if nothing happens? We are old classmates."
The neurology department is on the fourth floor of the hospital.
Because it was a holiday, only one elevator was open here. I don't know why, but the elevator was stuck on a high floor for a long time.
Hang Sizhou didn't want Xiao Hang to wait downstairs for too long, so he turned around and walked into the corridor.
Hang Sizhou: "Hang up if you have nothing else to do. I have something to do."
Han Wenzhuo: "Sizhou, you were not like this before."
Hang Sizhou was a little speechless: "What was I like before? You and I have known each other for so long, you should know that I have an impatient temper. I really have something to do and don't have time to reminisce about the past with you."
Han Wenzhuo took a deep breath and exhaled.
Hang Sizhou pushed open the door of the stairs and continued, "And I believe that you should have more than one old friend in this city. Han Wenzhuo." Hang Sizhou is not a fool. Even if he has lost his memory, he can still see some courtesy in the other party's attitude. "Maybe we had a good relationship in college, but I'm married now. I hope you can keep a little distance and sense of propriety between friends."
Han Wenzhuo's voice was a little anxious: "But you and Xiao Hang, you have an agreement to get married-"
There was a beeping sound from the receiver, indicating a new call was coming in. Hang Sizhou picked up the phone to take a look.
It was Xiao Hang. Maybe someone was getting anxious because they hadn’t been waiting for him.
Hang Sizhou pulled the corner of his lips and put the phone to his ear: "That's my business, Han Wenzhuo, stop meddling in other people's business."
After saying this, Hang Sizhou decisively hung up Han Wenzhuo's call and answered Xiao Hang's call.
Before he could say anything, a figure came down from the top of the stairs.
It's the man I just saw!
Hang Sizhou opened his mouth, but no sound came out.
What was different from before was that the man slowly turned his gaze to him. The two looked at each other for a moment, and then the man suddenly turned his head, revealing a hideous scar on his cheek.
Hang Sizhou's heart beat faster.
In the receiver, Xiao Hang asked him where he was.
Hang Sizhou pursed his lips, looked away, and lifted his legs down.
The man with the scar followed him almost step by step. Every time Hang Sizhou went down two steps, he also went down two steps.
Hang Sizhou could feel that the other person's eyes were always locked on him.
The feeling of being on edge made him very uncomfortable, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.
Perhaps because he had been silent, Xiao Hang became a little anxious and called his name again, asking him where he was.
Hang Sizhou lowered his voice, trying not to sound strange. He told Xiao Hang that the elevator over there had not moved and he was climbing down.
After hanging up the phone, Hang Sizhou quickened his pace downstairs.
He could feel that as he quickened his pace, the man behind him was also speeding up.
When turning the corner and looking down, Hang Sizhou couldn't help but look up.
The man was indeed looking at him.
The moment their eyes met, Hang Sizhou's pale pupils shrank dramatically.
He remembered!
He had indeed seen this man before.
Scattered memories floated through his mind. He also stood on the stairs, watching the scene in front of him coldly.
The extremely fragile woman stood before him crying, holding a knife in her hand, and said that if she was slandered like this again, she would rather die.
The man, whose face had not been injured at that time, grabbed her hand and told her not to be so impulsive. As the two of them were struggling, the knife somehow slashed across the man's cheek.
Large patches of red emerged.
The woman screamed, and Hang Sizhou frowned, thinking that this was his home and he couldn't let the situation develop to the point where it was beyond repair.
He walked forward and tried to take the knife from the woman's hand.
The scene was reversed, and he was suddenly pushed down the stairs. The knife that was originally in the man's hand was stuck in his lower back.
Suddenly, the sky was filled with blood. Hang Sizhou felt his legs go weak and his vision suddenly went dark.
At the same time, his next step missed the target and Hang Sizhou's body fell to the side uncontrollably.
Hang Sizhou tried to grab the railing beside him to steady himself, but somehow he was pushed further away.
—Bang!
He heard the dull thud of a heavy body falling to the ground.
Hang Sizhou fell into endless darkness with a severe headache.
What I saw before closing my eyes was Xiao Hang’s bloodshot face and a heart-wrenching cry of “Hang Sizhou”.
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"All the medical examination reports are out, and they are all normal. Although he fell on the back of his head again, I'm lucky. I just had a brief chat with him, and everything is normal."
Professor Jiang's kind and gentle voice came through the open door.
Hang Sizhou frowned and turned over.
The light from the setting sun shines through the transparent glass, dyeing the entire ward a light warm hue.
On the cabinet next to it, there is a white vase with several roses of different colors in it. It looks very beautiful under the sunset light.
However, Hang Sizhou was in no mood to appreciate the beauty.
He was so annoyed now that he wished everyone would disappear and leave him alone here so that he could sort out the myriad of messy things in his mind.
The door was pushed open and familiar footsteps came in.
Hang Sizhou frowned and closed his eyes.
There were footsteps approaching, and then a big hand pressed against my forehead.
The fingertips were soft, with a slightly higher body temperature than his. Hang Sizhou's eyelashes trembled instinctively, but he did not open his eyes.
The hand quickly moved away.
Then, there was a light sound of a chair being pulled, and Hang Sizhou guessed that Xiao Hang should have sat down next to him.
Wait until he wakes up.
Hang Sizhou didn't want to "wake up" at all.
He didn't know how to face Xiao Hang when he was awake.
Because of the fall just now, he remembered everything.
I remembered why he became Jun, why he married Xiao Hang, and even what was written in the "Marriage Agreement" at home.
There was a dull pain at the back of his head, which occasionally disturbed his thinking.
He remembered that Xiao Hang had arrived before he fell, and he thought that the man with the scar must have been controlled.
Hang Sizhou was somewhat glad that Ms. Shen went to "follow love", otherwise he would be so angry if he knew that his son was tricked by that woman surnamed Tian again.
Xiao Hang remained quiet, sitting by the side and waiting.
Hang Sizhou's mind was in a mess. In the pain of discomfort, his pretend sleep gradually turned into real sleep.
Hang Sizhou had a dream, and unexpectedly dreamed about what happened when he was eighteen years old.
That day, after he was pushed down the stairs and injured, Hang Hongsheng helped him take a long leave so that he could recuperate at home. At the same time, he hired teachers of different subjects to give him special tutoring.
Not only these teachers, but also Shen Minyun.
Ms. Shen also took a long vacation to stay at home with him.
But this period of time was not at all pleasant for Hang Sizhou.
He didn't want his mother to be too sad and disappointed, so he finally chose to hide the truth about Hang Hongsheng's cheating and how he was hurt.
But his sacrifice was not in vain.
Because Ms. Shen was at home all day long, Tian Jiarou finally stopped working, and the Hang family became much quieter.
Hang Sizhou recovered quickly and was able to move freely in more than half a month.
He wanted to go back to school, but Hang Hongsheng refused to agree. He didn't know what he said to Ms. Shen, but Ms. Shen actually stood on his side this time.
Hang Sizhou didn't want to argue too much with his mother.
At that time, the college entrance examination was approaching, and reviewing at home seemed to be more useful than studying in school.
Apart from-
Besides what
A name stuck on the tip of my tongue, but I couldn't say it.
Hang Sizhou closed the question book irritably and pushed open the balcony door.
The wind is very light at the end of May.
Hang Sizhou supported his cheeks with his hands, staring at the starry sky.
Somehow, I remembered the fight with some dead guy before I got injured.
He was in a particularly bad mood that day.
Who would be in a good mood if they saw their father, his mistress, and his illegitimate son, a family of three, eating sweetly in the morning
It was just someone's bad luck that he ran into him, so you can't blame him for beating him.
and-
Hang Sizhou reached out and rubbed his shoulder. Xiao Hang also fought back, and he did not beat him unilaterally.
There's nothing to feel sorry for him.
There was a rustling sound coming from downstairs, and Hang Sizhou lowered his head.
The bushes on the other side were empty. Not far away, a black cat was looking at him with its head tilted back.
The golden pupils stood up in the dark night, shining brightly.
The man and the cat looked at each other in silence for a few seconds in the dark.
Hang Sizhou curled his lips and meowed at the black cat.
The black cat probably thought that the man was stupid, so he looked away and disappeared into another bush.
There was another faint sound coming from the other side. Hang Sizhou was just about to look over there when he heard Ms. Shen's startled voice behind him, blaming him for standing up and asking him to lie back on the bed quickly.
Hang Sizhou could only look in the direction of the bushes again, then turned around and went back to the room.
However, after feeling the evening breeze, his mood inexplicably improved a lot. It was even a rare moment of relaxation for him during that period of time.
After my waist injury was almost healed, the college entrance examination arrived.
The camera turns, and on the day after taking the last exam, Hang Sizhou walks out of the classroom holding his pencil case.
The sun is scorching, cicadas are chirping, and the campus is filled with noisy voices from far and near.
Hang Sizhou lowered his eyes and strode towards the school gate. When he passed by the shade of trees on the main road of the school, a low voice "Hang Sizhou" came from behind him.
The long fingers holding the pencil case suddenly tightened.
The owner of the voice walked up to him, with a serious expression on his handsome face that had not been seen for a long time.
He asked, “Why didn’t you reply to my message?”
Hang Sizhou pursed his lips.
His hand hanging by his side was held, and Xiao Hang asked him again: "Why didn't you reply to my message, Hang Sizhou?"
Hang Sizhou suddenly opened his eyes.
When he saw the scene in front of him, his pupils suddenly shrank.
"Awake?" She pressed her forehead against the man's palm again. "You don't have a fever anymore."
Hang Sizhou's neck instinctively retracted, but at such a fast speed that he almost hit the solid wooden board at the head of the bed.
Xiao Hang quickly blocked it for him.
"What's wrong?"
The man's dark eyes were full of worry.
Hang Sizhou licked his dry lips and shook his head: "It's okay."
"Does your head still hurt? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Hang Sizhou shook his head again.
There was much less worry in Xiao Hang's eyes.
Hang Sizhou withdrew his gaze from Xiao Hang, turned his head and looked out the window.
It was clearly sunset before I closed my eyes, but now it has turned into morning glow with more beautiful colors.
Did Xiao Hang sit here all night
The first thing Hang Sizhou did was to complain that the configuration of the VIP ward of this private hospital was too poor, and there was not even a bed prepared for the accompanying person.
As soon as the thought passed, it was suppressed again.
He cares about what Xiao Hang does.
This bastard took advantage of his amnesia and lied to him for so long. There's nothing to feel sorry for!
Xiao Hang helped him sit up and handed him a glass of water.
Hang Sizhou held the cup, leaned against it and drank most of the water.
"Besides the time in college, have you come to see me again?" Hang Sizhou turned his head to look at Xiao Hang and asked.
BaN Hang Sizhou slept for a long time, and his hair was sticking up there uncontrollably, especially the few strands on his forehead.
Xiao Hang reached out his hand.
Hang Sizhou instinctively wanted to avoid it, but his neck was not very obedient and remained stiff there.
Then, the next second, the warm fingertips stroked across his smooth forehead and lifted up the strands of hair.
"Yes." Xiao Hang asked him, "Do you remember the time we fought?"
Hang Sizhou pursed his lips and said "hmm".
Xiao Hang said: "After that, you didn't come to school for a long time. One night, I went to look for you. You stood on the balcony in a daze for a long time, and even imitated the meow of a cat."
Hang Sizhou blushed: "Who said I can't imitate a cat's meow?"
"No."
Xiao Hang squeezed over. Hang Sizhou didn't want him to get too close to him, but his body was not very obedient, so he habitually moved aside and let the man squeeze directly onto the bed.
They sat side by side at the head of the bed.
Xiao Hang continued, "I wanted to call you, but when I heard you meowing, I thought you were cute, so I kept silent."
Hang Sizhou bit his lower lip hard: "You should actually call me."
Xiao Hang turned his head to look at him: "I don't want to ruin your good mood. You looked very happy at that time."
Hang Sizhou: "You... know now? How could you be so important to me at that time?"
Xiao Hang: “…”
The man quickly laughed and stretched out his hand to half embrace the person in his arms: "Yes, if I had called you at that time, maybe you would have asked me to go upstairs."
"Then our story can begin earlier."
Hang Sizhou rolled his eyes and scolded him for being boring.
Xiao Hang's smile deepened.
Their eyes met, and Xiao Hang leaned over. Just when their faces were about to touch, Hang Sizhou suddenly turned his head away, frowned, and rubbed his stomach.
"Xiao Hang, I'm hungry."
Xiao Hang immediately got up from the bed: "I'll ask someone to bring some food over."
Hang Sizhou looked at him for a while, then shook his head: "I want to drink the pumpkin porridge you made."
Xiao Hang's face flashed with relief. He walked forward and taped the young man's white forehead: "Okay, I'll go back and make it and send it to you."
This time, Hang Sizhou did not avoid it. Feeling the warmth on his cheek, he said "hmm" softly.
Hang Sizhou sat there, watching the man walk out, then grabbed his phone, opened the browser and started searching.
More than ten minutes later, Hang Sizhou got up from the bed, changed back into his original clothes, and walked to the nurse's station outside with his cell phone.
"I want to be discharged from the hospital."
Hang Sizhou smiled at the nurse and spoke softly.
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