Gaining A Husband After a Memory Loss - Chapter 7

Shang Jing’s hands were empty, and he frowned when he saw that He Jiang’s body had not been rinsed off, “Why don’t you take a good bath?”

He Jiang hurriedly covered the radio, feeling complicated: “What nonsense are you talking about with my dad?”

Shang Jing admitted that when he heard his uncle’s majestic voice, he subconsciously answered the truth and was a little cowardly, but seeing He Jiang’s hidden marriage being broken into anger and anger, this guilt immediately disappeared.

Shang Jing: “I didn’t say anything.”

He Jiang: “Really not?”

Shang Jing snorted, what can he say to someone who has amnesia, his vigilance is stronger, he just asked some things about He Jiang’s life. He hasn’t taken the opportunity to speak ill.

Having said that, when He Jiang went home to eat and drink some red wine with her parents, couldn’t she just say it? Then he doesn’t need to make this call, his palms are sweating, okay?

Why, I’m afraid that he will be pestering and going to see the parents together?

He Jiang glanced at Shang Jing, noticed his uncooperative attitude, and looked like he wanted to block him, so he couldn’t help rubbing his eyebrows.

He can ask Shang Jing to call Cen Fino and Yang Yue, friends don’t matter, but his parents are easy to take it seriously.

Shang Jing’s now confusing style has not convinced anyone, but he didn’t dare to let his father know at all.

He Jiang simply turned on his mobile phone to record a video of him, and sent it to his father on WeChat.

Then he stroked his dripping hair, wiped his hands on the bath towel, and was free to type.

– His brain is broken, don’t take nonsense seriously…

Before it was over, a message came back from the other side:

“Is this what my daughter-in-law looks like?”

“My mother and I are very satisfied with him.”

He Jiang stared at the drop of water falling on the screen and closed his eyes. This drop of water made him type faster than his father.

Where does this make sense.

He Jiang thumb wiped the drop of water, and reluctantly continued to input: “I’m not letting you see what he looks like, look at his head—”

The other side took a step forward again: “Leave the injured daughter-in-law at home, who will you drink with in the middle of the night? I said you go home for dinner, don’t reveal your stuff. Next time you do it again, we won’t give you the bottom line.”

He Jiang slammed the phone off the phone. He was concerned about the presence of Shang Jing, so he didn’t dare to speak. How could he speak the voice input of his mother on the opposite side.

Yes, the latter paragraph, at first glance, has a **** tone.

Call back tomorrow to explain.

He Jiang threw the phone on the bed, “You…”

He looked at his appearance, no matter what he talked about, he was like a hooligan, not suitable for their relationship.

“You wait.”

Shang Jing’s eyes moved with He Jiang’s figure, and when he saw him entering the bathroom, he ran away.

The fool just waited.

A real **** never looks back at the explosion.

When He Jiang came out, he expected Shang Jing to run away later. He bent down and picked up the mobile phone on the table, thinking about the wording and explanation.

The phone screen lights up with a fresh message—

“Xiaojing is very smart. Be honest. People will see it if you lie too much.”

He Jiang suspected that his eyes were dim, shouldn’t it be “Xiaojing is a stupid kid, don’t bully him”? ? ?

As everyone knows, Mama He analyzed it like this—

Father He was surprised at first, and made Shang Jing admit that he was He Jiang’s object, and then revealed his identity as Shang Jing’s words.

At this time, Shang Jing may have come back to his senses. He spoke beautifully, but he didn’t give any valid information. Obviously, he agreed with He Jiang not to tell his parents first.

Jiang was still old and hot, and Dad He immediately changed direction and asked him about He Jiang’s recent life. From here, Shang Jing knew everything, such as hiring an aunt at home and buying anything…

As soon as the call came down, Mother He felt that Shang Jing was smart, but not absolutely smart, mainly because she was well-behaved and sweet.

He Jiang dried her hair, went to the kitchen to get a carton of milk, heated it up, poured it into two cups, and put one cup on the shelf in front of the commercial scene.

Knocked on the door: “I put the milk on the door, remember to drink it.”

He stood up, and without waiting for Shang Jing to come out, he went back to his room to rest.

He Jiang sometimes did not understand the purpose of Shang Jing’s actions, which made him make many self-indulgent guesses out of thin air.

Perhaps Shang Jing himself hadn’t figured it out yet. He had just returned to China, and his brain was in a mess, and he bumped into his arms. His behavior was contradictory without considering the consequences.

He Jiang sighed. He always said that Shang Jing was stupid. Since he claimed to be sober, he should give the two of them time to calm down.

It’s good for both, so that it doesn’t happen again three years ago.

the next day.

Shang Jing woke up early, and as soon as he went out, he saw He Jiang dragging a suitcase and changing shoes at the entrance.

“The key is on the shoe cabinet.” He Jiang bent down and put the home shoes back in the cabinet, “I’ll go to film for at least half a month.”

After speaking, He Jiang dragged the suitcase, walked to the garage, and drove another car.

Shang Jing followed two steps subconsciously, and some couldn’t react.

He Jiang seemed to want to say something, and finally the exit became: “Learn to cook well.”

Even if you learn to take care of yourself.

In the rearview mirror, He Jiang saw Shang Jing standing there in a daze in his soft cotton pajamas.

He pondered what and what was not in place… The chef has the chef, the cleaning is available, and Xiaobei visits every two days to check the shortage of daily necessities.

All good.

So, He Jiang retracted his gaze and focused on the front.

After half a month, Shang Jing will leave as soon as he recovers.

Shang Jing took two steps forward and realized that He Jiang’s car had already driven away.

He suddenly felt a little lonely.

Maybe it’s because I haven’t added WeChat yet, so I can’t send a message for half an hour to check the post like a jerk.

When He Jiang was away, the villa suddenly became empty. Except for the housekeeping, there was no sound all day long.

In the morning, except for He Jiang’s bedroom, which was locked, and Shang Jing couldn’t enter, he was so bored that he knew all the other places. He even knew how many bottles of wine He Jiang kept in the basement and the few books in his study.

Eat well, drink well, sleep well, the problem is, I have no money in my pocket, so worried that Shangjing almost wanted to sell He Jiang’s wine.

Fortunately, he is still a tall and honest person at heart. If he hadn’t been injured and couldn’t drink, he would have the guts to clean up He Jiang’s wine collection, but stealing it to sell it was another matter.

“Aqiu!”

Shang Jing sat cross-legged on the floor of the study reading a book, with a script He Jiang had made in the past.

At noon, his aunt came to cook, and he didn’t get up until two o’clock to eat, and sneezed three times in a row.

Shang Jing touched his forehead, as if he was a little hot.

He is now very familiar with where the medicine cabinet is at home, and dragged his steps to the TV cabinet in the living room to find a thermometer.

38.7.

Cold and fever.

Shang Jing swallowed his throat, which was definitely related to the rain the day before yesterday and the wearing of shorts yesterday.

It is very difficult to be a master, and it is easy to be attacked.

If he had searched the Internet for the best works of art earlier, he would not have chosen the method of killing one thousand enemies and self-destructing eight hundred.

Shang Jing’s not so bright head turned around. In the excellent case of Zuo Jing, what did you say about the illness?

Do not take medicine or injections, ask the other party to take leave immediately to take care of them?

“…”

Forget it, let’s go to the hospital honestly.

What’s more, he “did” the disease, and he must not tell He Jiang, otherwise, it would become He Jiang’s handle. As soon as he “did” it, he would bring it up and talk about it. ?

There is a well-qualified clinic not far from the community.

The doctor first checked whether Shang Jing’s wound was inflamed, and asked, “Are you allergic to penicillin?”

Business View: “…”

I don’t know, weak and helpless.

Shang Jing said, “I’ll ask.”

The doctor frowned, a little puzzled.

Shang Jing slightly avoided the doctor’s mentally handicapped eyes, and sent He Jiang a message with euphemism.

【Do you know what I am allergic to? 】

After about five or six minutes, the other side replied: I don’t know.

What a cold three words, I know that I can’t have hope for He Jiang, Shang Jing imagined He Jiang’s expression at the moment, puffed up his cheeks, and replied with a colder expression than him—

“I’m allergic to you.”

“Unreasonable!”

He Jiang was so angry that he smashed his phone.

After two days of no contact, just send a message to be annoying?

Thanks to him, he asked Lin Lin to help him check the messages on his mobile phone, and he came to reply after taking a shot.

Cai Minmin looked at the irritable He Jiang. Sister Lin said that He Jiang might be emotionally unstable recently, and she was right. She was thinking about whether it was quiet as a chicken or went up to ask, when she saw He Jiang bent down and picked up the phone, wiped it, and sat back in the chair.

He Jiang’s face was sullen, you are not benevolent and I am not righteous. It was the business dog who scolded people first, so he can do anything.

Shang Jing provoked him for no reason, something was wrong, He Jiang turned on the camera at home.

There is no one in the study and living room. You can’t still sleep after this order, right?

He Jiang’s brows knitted together, and she clicked playback. She saw Shang Jing sitting on the floor in the living room, sneezing three times, and looking for a thermometer. Three minutes later, I came out of the room with long sleeves and trousers.

When I was changing my shoes, I took a close-up in the hallway, and I could see how sick I was.

He Jiang pressed his temples.

Shang Jing has a knack for **** him off.

When I contacted Shang Jing’s question, 80% of it was to use the question to ask him knowingly and to trouble him.

He Jiang walked around the dressing room irritably twice, and finally contacted the aunt who was cooking. Come early today, pick up Shangjing by the way, make an extra supper at night, and stay overnight to take care of Shangjing if necessary.

Assistant Xiaobei was stunned when he heard it. He Yingdi didn’t let anyone stay overnight to take care of him when he was sick. Shang Jing let his aunt stay overnight when he had a small cold.

If it goes on like this, maybe one day he will be able to sleep in the actor’s mansion for one night.

On the other end, the community clinic.

Shang Jing turned off his phone and said to the doctor, “Give me a skin test.”

The long needle tip pierced into the elbow, and the pain was sharp, and soon a mosquito bag was swollen.

Half an hour later, Shang Jing was sitting in the corner of the clinic hanging water, his face flushed and became pale and bloodless.

The back of his hand rested on the armrest, and the white tape was wrapped twice, pressing the cold needle.

The phone in his pocket rang, he took it out and saw that it was Aunt Huang who asked him where he was now.

Shang Jing said that he was hanging water in the clinic. As soon as he finished speaking, Aunt Huang appeared at the door and said, “Here, call me for something, and I’ll be here with you.”

Shang Jing is embarrassed, he is such an adult, and it is inappropriate to have an adult to accompany him when he hangs water: “Don’t bother Auntie, it’s not very serious.”

Aunt Huang: “Mr. He stipulates that he cooks a big meal every Friday. He is not here today. You are also sick and you can’t get greasy. I have time to do other things to make up for it, otherwise I will be sorry for the salary from the boss. “

Shang Jing couldn’t persuade his auntie back, so he was very happy with someone talking to him: “Thank you auntie.”

Aunt Huang cooks for him and accompanies him to see a doctor, just like his mother.

Shang Jing lowered his head to hide the flash of depression in his eyes.

There’s a reason why he hasn’t found his family after losing his memory for so long.

He has some memories of his family in his mind, all of them are short fragments.

His father died in the line of duty when he was very young.

As for his mother… Shang Jing rubbed his fingertips that were cold because of the water. The only impression he had of his mother was that she hysterically smashed a water glass and said to him, “Don’t appear in front of me again! my mother!”

Sharp shards slit his trousers, and blood gushed down.

This should happen soon as the wound on the calf still hurts.

Shang Jing can only think optimistically, maybe the mother and son broke up after not allowing this marriage.

But he knew it might be very small.

…

The disease came and went quickly. The next day Shang Jing woke up and was peeling grapefruit and eating.

The doorbell rang, and the assistant Xiao Bei, who had seen him on the set, came over and added some juice and flowers, and said to Shang Jing, “Let me take you to change your dressing.”

After Shang Jing got into the car, he realized that the route was to the hospital where he woke up.

At that time, the hospital had a wave of small consultations for him. Basically, the brain doctors knew that he had lost his memory and could no longer go to that hospital.

Shang Jing said: “Brother, there are many injured people in that car accident. I have a shadow on the scene of that hospital. Let’s just go to a clinic.”

Xiaobei determined that Shang Jing didn’t want to go to the Second Hospital, but He Jiang told him to do a good job, and he didn’t dare to deal with it carelessly, so he drove to another top three hospital for dressing changes.

Shang Jing: “Thank you.” He found that He Jiang was surrounded by normal and good people.

“The wound is recovering very well. It seems that the nutrition has kept up. Continue to maintain it for two months. When washing your hair, be careful not to get water on the wound.”

The doctor re-sterilized and bandaged the wound, but this time he didn’t wrap it around his head, and only left a fist-sized gauze on the main wound.

“Next, you can also change the dressing yourself, and the stitches will be removed after ten days.”

Shang Jing touched his head, his hair was tangled, and his head was shaved by the doctor when he was in a coma.

The position of the wound on the top of the temple, the flat head is also good, you don’t need to wash your hair carefully, otherwise it will be inconvenient for him.

Xiaobei went to swipe the card to check out, and got the supplies for changing the medicine.

Shang Jing: “This money…”

Xiaobei: “The boss studio will reimburse you.”

Shang Jing: “Okay.”

On the way back, Xiaobei asked him if there was any place he wanted to visit, and Shangjing said no.

Poverty can make people lose their desire to go shopping.

He sat leaning against the car window, the scenery passing by quickly, suddenly, a road sign caught his idea.

The road sign prompts, turn left at the intersection ahead is Huayue Brain Hospital.

It was the expensive rehabilitation hospital recommended by the head of the brain department.

Shang Jing looked up at the road sign: “Please turn left, I want to go back on Binjiang Road.”

The vehicle turned left and entered Binjiang Road, and Huayue Brain Co., Ltd. soon appeared in the business vision. It can be seen from the splendid door that it takes courage to spend money to enter.

He has lost his memory for three days. Obviously, the doctor said that self-recovery is not feasible. He ate well and slept well, and also found some car accident videos to see that his memory did not fluctuate, nor did he have stress-protective amnesia.

Really need to turn to Million Medical.

Shang Jing wrote down the location of the hospital and planned to visit in two days.

Although there is no money for treatment, you can ask for advice.

Shang Jing looked at the brain hospital reluctantly, and when he looked back, he saw a piano shop.

Inexplicably, Shang Jing felt that he could play, and he should have good skills. He wanted to verify it.

“Please stop.”

Xiaobei saw that Shang Jing went straight to the piano shop, looked at the piano with a professional and critical eye, and hurriedly sent a message to Boss He.

He Jiang instructed him to cover the consumption of the business scene, but Xiaobei didn’t know that the package was not included for the expensive commodity such as the famous brand piano.

– Mr. Shang is looking at the piano, can I get reimbursed?

almost simultaneously.

-He Jiang: Is your head okay?

Xiaobei: “…” Understood, not reimbursement.