Yan Xi clearly knows that it is the most important thing to let Jin Zongliang restore his trust and dependence on her now, and he will take care of her every day.
Slowly, the distance between Jin Zongliang and Yan Xi is getting closer.
Although Jin Zongliang's temper is still grumpy, when he loses his temper in the face of Yan Xi, he begins to control himself.
Yan Xi clearly feels Jin Zongliang's change. While she is happy, she is still worried.
Because Jin Zongliang's body has almost recovered, but there is still no sign of recovery in memory, which makes Yan Xi very anxious.
Journalists in China always like to catch the wind. Now Jin Zongliang has disappeared for almost a month without any reason, which must have attracted attention. In addition, there are only Kris and Yang Kai in China who are in charge of the company for a long time. If there is no one who is in charge of the overall situation, the company will have ideas sooner or later.
"What are you thinking?" Jin Zongliang looks at Yan Xi's frowning and can't help asking curiously.
Yan Xi raised his head to his puzzled eyes, quickly shook his head, reluctantly said with a smile: "it's OK, you don't have to worry about me, I'm just in a daze."
"I'm hungry. You go and have dinner." Jin Zongliang didn't care about her explanation and followed his body's instinct to ask for food.
Hearing this, Yan Xi immediately stood up and walked out of the ward.
After she left, she did not rush to the restaurant for dinner, but came to the doctor's office.
In the office, the doctor is looking at a patient's medical record. When he sees Yan Xi coming, he immediately reaches out his hand to let her sit down.
Yan Xi smiles and sits down opposite him. She uses the translator on her mobile phone to type out a paragraph and hands it to him. "I want to ask you something. Can we stop the medicine for restoring memory now?"
"Why stop all of a sudden? Now there's no effect. If it's stopped, there's no other way to restore memory. We have to wait. " The doctor was puzzled and handed her the mobile phone.
Seeing the words on the mobile phone, Yan Xi explained: "it's because it doesn't have any effect and has an impact on my husband's health, so I think I'd better stop using it first. At least he's recovering very fast now, and I'm satisfied."
Yan Xi did not make a sudden decision, but made it after careful consideration.
After all, Jin Zongliang didn't have any reaction to this medicine. Instead, every time he took the medicine, he was in a trance. It was not good for Jin Zongliang. He might as well stop and let him recover.
"Yes, now that you've made up your mind, stop taking the medicine. There's no precedent for this medicine to cure amnesia, and it's not a bad thing to stop taking it." The doctor immediately agreed with Yan Xi's idea.
Seeing this, Yan Xi was relieved and stood up to leave the office.
Help Jin Zongliang play after dinner, Yan Xi back to the ward.
She took the newspaper and spread it on the table. Then she put the hot soup bowl on it and said, "drink it after it's cold. You can eat noodles first."
"Why seafood noodles again?" Jin Zongliang frowned and stared at the two shrimps in the bowl. He was very discontented.
Seeing his disgust, Yan Xi quickly explained: "the other noodles in the restaurant are spicy. I'm afraid you can't get used to them, and you didn't like them before you lost your memory."
Jin Zong coldly pursed his lips and didn't speak. He obviously didn't want to eat this kind of noodles, but he didn't know what other tastes he could choose.
Seeing that he hesitated and didn't want to eat, Yan Xi apologized with guilt: "sorry, you eat this bowl of noodles first. If you want to eat noodles at any time, I'll go to the store outside and buy them for you."
When she saw that Jin Zongliang had no appetite to eat, she always felt very sorry for him.
Jin Zongliang is stuffy enough in the ward every day, but the food is not good enough, which makes Yan Xi feel that she doesn't take good care of her.
After hearing this, Jin Zong Liang Mian gave a hard hum and ate noodles with chopsticks.
After eating half a bowl, Jin Zongliang finally put the bowl on the table, "no! It's awful
"Then have some soup." Yan Xi immediately put the soup bowl in front of Jin Zongliang, took a mouthful with a spoon and handed it to his mouth.
After Jin Zongliang took a sip, his face became better.
Yan Xi smiles and continues to feed the soup with a spoon.
After a few drinks, Jin Zongliang slowly turns his eyes to Yan Xi and stares at her.
If before, in the face of Jin Zongliang's eyes, Yan Xi would have blushed a long time ago.
But now she only feeds Jin Zongliang soup with all her heart. In addition, Jin Zongliang has lost his memory. For her, it is very different from Jin Zongliang before, and she doesn't care about Jin Zongliang's eyes.
Jin Zongliang stares at Yan Xi's delicate little face for a while. He can't help swallowing and forgets to drink soup.
"Soup, what do you think I do?" Yan Xi chuckles and reminds him that it's time to open his mouth.
Jin Zongliang immediately looked away, and for the first time, his ears were red.He quickly pointed to the newspaper on the table to cushion the bottom of the bowl, to disguise the embarrassment: "I want to see that, bring it to me!"
Yan Xi helplessly shook his head, had to pass the newspaper to him, "it's all Japanese, can you understand it?"
Speaking of this, it suddenly occurred to her that Jin Zongliang also knew Japanese before, but since he lost his memory, she had never communicated with any doctors and nurses in Japanese, and she gradually forgot that Jin Zongliang knew Japanese.
Jin Zongliang didn't pay any attention to her. He picked up the newspaper and read the news in fluent Japanese.
Yan Xi's hand shakes, and the soup bowl almost falls to the ground.
She swallowed her saliva, put the soup bowl on the table, and watched Jin Zongliang read Japanese. Her eyes widened.
Even if she doesn't know Japanese, she can tell whether a person speaks pure Japanese or not.
In front of him, Jin Zongliang was actually reading newspapers in Japanese, and he was very skilled and natural.
Jin Zongliang has lost his memory. He doesn't remember anything before. When he woke up, he didn't even know how to speak Chinese. Why can he suddenly read Japanese now?
Is it Did Jin Zongliang recover some memory?!
Thinking of this, Yan Xi can't help but grasp Jin Zongliang's hand excitedly, expecting: "you You've studied Japanese before. Do you remember all of them now? "
"Japanese? Is the language above Japanese? " Jin Zongliang frowned suspiciously and looked at the newspaper several times. It seemed that he knew that such words were Japanese.
Looking at him a pair of learned appearance, Yan Xi in the eyes of the expectations slowly disappear, replaced by deep doubts and puzzled.