That memory, as if it was set up a protection program in general, no matter how he can not pry.
But the more so, the more curious he was, and he wanted to know what was going on.
Didn't he get his memory back?
But why, but still feel, as if something did not think of the general?
"Mingkun, how are you? Is it a headache again? "
At this time, the voice of the woman around him came over and slightly pulled back Mingkun's thoughts.
He raised his eyes. When he looked over again, the woman's eyes were full of concern.
Her hand still kept the posture that just stretched out toward him, but the confusion in her expression had disappeared, and her eyes were full of worries about him.
Seeing that he didn't say anything but frowned, she looked more worried.
"You wait, I'll call a doctor for you now!"
With that, he turned to the outside of the ward.
"Oh, wait!"
Almost no brain, do not know how, his hand actually stretched out, a button on her wrist.
"Ah? Ming Kun You... "
See that little woman, panic like touch electricity general, subconsciously want to hand back.
And his reaction is even more strange.
He not only did not release, but also more forcefully clenched her, even a little arm in the hand, to her side closer.
The little woman seemed to ease over, no longer struggling, patiently explained to him.
"The doctor said, if you have a headache, tell me to call him quickly, so as to know your situation in time and adjust the treatment. I'll come as soon as I go, soon
Mingkun has been staring at her face, also witnessed, said this colleague, the little woman's face, the rapid spread of the red halo.
She likes herself. She stays by her side, but she still wants to marry herself.
The reason why my father agreed to let her stay was that he arranged for her to take care of himself. In the final analysis, he was still under the illusion of his commercial marriage with Gu Xinxin
This idea, let the bottom of Mingkun's heart suddenly Teng up a burst of disgust.
He released his hand, and the softness of his eyes disappeared in an instant.
He frowned and cast his cold eyes at Yan Xiaoshu. When he opened his mouth, his tone was even colder, and he could almost bring out the ice dregs.
"I don't have a headache or any discomfort."
Then he loosened his grip on her wrist and leaned back into the bed.
"I need a rest. Please go out first."
Mouth is such say, but his whole body attention, but always unconsciously to that just separated from her hand.
That kind of suddenly lost temperature, that just touched the tender, and the palm suddenly empty feeling, let him extremely uncomfortable.
However, in my mind, there seems to be something, repeatedly emphasized to him.
He hates her. He doesn't want to be with her, let alone marry her. At this time, he should definitely cut off all possibilities, and don't give her or his father even a little hope.
He has a clear understanding and goal for his future and the life he wants. Even what his father does is for his own good. However, he knows what he really wants. He must give up these things!