Chapter 199 Temporary Amnesia

While jian mengqi was sorting out the designs for this quarter, the door of the office was suddenly pushed open, and ye zhiqiao walked in with a panicked look on her face.

Startled by ye zhiqiao's face, jian mengqi hurriedly walked around the desk to ye zhiqiao and asked nervously, "What's wrong? Feeling unwell? Or..."

"Mengqi..." Ye zhiqiao frowned and said helplessly, "I don't know what happened. I... My head... Not my head... I..."

"Don't worry, speak slowly."

Seeing ye zhiqiao's incoherent expression, jian mengqi's expression also became solemn, because ye zhiqiao had always been a steady person, and rarely showed such panic.

She helped ye zhiqiao sit down on the sofa, looked at the paint on ye zhiqiao's finger, and asked tentatively, "Is there a problem with the design? Don't worry, even if you can't find inspiration, it doesn't matter. There's no hurry."

"No... Not without inspiration..." Ye zhiqiao stared at the corner absentmindedly and said in a trembling voice, "It's me... I can't draw it. I don't remember anything. Design, composition, color... I completely forget it, as if... I've never touched it before?"

"Ah?! Forgot?"

Jian mengqi had never heard of such a situation. How could she forget her profession? It's not that the design can be stolen, it's stored in your head.

If someone else had said that, jian mengqi would have doubted it. But if the person who spoke was ye zhiqiao, she would have changed her mind.

"Zhiqiao, are you still injured? I heard something like this happened after my head was hit."

Ye zhiqiao held her head, trembling her shoulders and muttering, "I don't know... I don't know anything... I don't know..."

Ye zhiqiao's current situation was really terrible. Jian mengqi wanted to send her home to rest, but she was worried that something was wrong with her body, so she had to call gu mohan.

Gu mohan was in a meeting and answered the phone in a hurried tone, "I'm in a meeting. What's the matter?"

Jian mengqi was more anxious than him. She looked back at ye zhiqiao, who was still sitting on the sofa with her head still in her arms, and said in a low voice, "Something seems to have happened to Zhiqiao. She just told me that she couldn't draw anything and forgot everything she had learned. I can't tell exactly, but she's in a very bad condition."

"How could this be? Didn't you just leave the hospital?"

Jian mengqi heard gu mohan finish asking these two questions, and then she heard a faint apologetic voice coming from the opposite side: "Sorry everyone, there are some urgent matters at home. If you have any questions, report them to the secretary first."

After a while, gu mohan's clear voice came again, as if he was panting a little, "Are you in the studio? I'll go over now and you tell me everything about her in detail."

...

Gu mohan roughly understood ye zhiqiao's symptoms on the way and drove her directly to the hospital after arriving at the studio.

Ye zhiqiao's attending physician was a middle-aged woman who was stunned by gu mohan's incessant questions.

"Didn't she have a checkup before she left the hospital? Why did this happen in less than 24 hours? I won't hold you responsible, but you have to treat me well. After so many years of work, how could she forget? Look at her face right now. Did she press her head and say it hurt? Did she break it?"

Gu mohan's question had no practical significance except to show his concern.

Ye zhiqiao's nerves had been tense all this time, but she actually relaxed a lot because of his words. Seeing the doctor opposite him looking very speechless, she took his hand and said, "You should be quiet first. Listen to the doctor."

Only then did gu mohan stop.

The doctor sighed and pointed to the film that had just been taken, "It doesn't look like a big problem from the film. I've said before that her right brain suffered a strong impact, and there will be some memory problems. Now it seems that it is this kind of temporary amnesia."

"Or amnesia? When I asked you before, you clearly said no!" Gu mohan asked with a frown.

The doctor took a deep breath and patiently explained, "Her condition is not the same as what you said. She has not been affected in other aspects except temporarily forgetting a part of her ability. There are many medical categories of amnesia. She is only a temporary memory loss."

"When will these deficiencies come back?" Gu mohan asked again.

"Well... I'm not sure." The doctor shook his head and said to ye zhiqiao, "The recovery of memory is related to your body's function, to your mood state, to the impact of an accident, to changes in the natural environment, and so on. Some people have lost their memories and come back after a nap. Some people have a week, a month, a few years, or a lifetime. All of these things happen, so we can't give an accurate time for this."

"...

After a moment of silence, ye zhiqiao nodded gently and said with a smile, "Thank you, doctor. I understand."

Then, she left the doctor's office with gu mohan, who seemed to have a stomach full of questions to ask.

In fact, when he heard that the memory loss was only temporary and only a part of it was missing, gu mohan was relieved and basically relieved, but when he thought of ye zhiqiao's enthusiasm for the design work, he couldn't help but feel worried.

"Zhiqiao, in the future... If you really can't design anymore, what will you do?" Gu mohan took ye zhiqiao's hand and walked aimlessly in the garden downstairs of the hospital. He said in a low voice, "You like design so much. From young to old, the ones who spend the most time with you are the drawing board, brush and paint. If you can't pick it up again, you will be very painful."

Ye zhiqiao was also in a bad mood, but when she thought that gu mohan was worried about her and felt touched and warm, she comforted him subconsciously, "Didn't the doctor say so? It's only temporary. Maybe I'll go home and have a full meal now, then have a good sleep, and then all of them will be back!"

"Really?"

Ye zhiqiao nodded, deliberately raised a smile and said firmly, "It's very possible."

Gu mohan turned to look at her, not knowing what to say for a moment. He wanted to apologize to ye zhiqiao, because ye zhiqiao was in his car when something happened, and even because he was in his car, he still had to go to see his parents.

But if he apologized, ye zhiqiao would definitely be angry.