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"Shengmei, you're so good! I knew you were a good person and that you wouldn't just stand by and watch me die. " Chen Xin was so grateful that tears streamed down her cheeks. She grabbed An Shengmei's hand emotionally. You just have to find an excuse to have Yizhe keep this child, but you must not let him know that it was me, okay? "

"Let me try. I will do my best to help you. Rest assured, you can recuperate from your illness!" Chen Xin. " An Shengmei said faintly with a wave of sadness that came from nowhere.

On the other side.

"Who are you?" The moment Du Hao woke up, he saw the black figure in front of him. He reached out to grab the other party's hand and asked with an unfriendly tone, "Where is this place? Why am I here? "

If An Shengmei was here, she would have definitely discovered that this woman was the chairman of Star Ocean Enterprise — Siqi.

"Doesn't your hand hurt?" A woman's voice sounded as she mercilessly pulled his hand away from her arm.

Only now did Du Hao realize that his hands were practically covered with scratches, stabs, and slowly came to his senses. The pain was scorching, but he did not care, and only looked at the girl in front of him with an inquiring gaze. He did not believe that this girl who looked to be only twenty years old could run to such a remote place and save him.

"Your life was saved by me, and at that time I heard that Yi Xue sent people to search for something, and Tan Yizhe also went to look for something, along with an unknown force that had scouted out some parts of the area. I became interested in that moment, and went to take a look, but didn't expect …"

One of them had two broken ribs, one of his legs was severely fractured, and the other had a blunt injury on his abdomen. The other person had countless wounds on his body, and since she couldn't see the pain on his body, she climbed up the cliff with her bare hands.

If she hadn't seen it with her own eyes, she wouldn't have believed that it would require so much desire for life to be able to climb up so stubbornly. This ability to survive was comparable to that of the special forces.

"What's your name?" The woman fiddled with the ring on her ring finger and nonchalantly said, "It doesn't matter if you have a fake name, you can spend some time thinking of something nice. I want a code name that can call you."

"Du …" "Hao." Since he didn't have to reveal this name, he decided to reveal his real name. He changed his position to avoid pressing down on the wound on his back.

Right now, his chest and back were all wounds and they were not light at all. However, for the sake of his ribs recovering, he could only lie flat. Naturally, he could not care about the flesh wounds on his back.

"Luckily my brain wasn't damaged." "Du Hao, fortunately you didn't think of a fake name to lie to me, otherwise you would definitely have been brought back to that cliff by now, and then thrown down, I wonder if you would have been able to climb back up again."

Du Hao's body stiffened. He clearly said that he could use a fake name! The next second, he was going to throw him back. Indeed, he was temperamental, and unreasonable was a woman's privilege.

"Since I saved you, you have to live on. Smart people should know how to make themselves useful, and not expect me to become a good person and wait for the day when you report back." Du Hao turned his head around and looked at her with a sharp gaze. He felt an inexplicable sense of humiliation at being done in by a woman, although he knew that he should lower his head in such a situation, but …

"Siqi, my name is Siqi." She no longer bothered him and said her own name, "You must remember my name. Don't forget it, or else …" You will live a life worse than death. "

The moment she left, Du Hao heaved a sigh of relief, then felt that his reaction was too ridiculous, he slowly propped himself up. This was an ordinary room, a Western European style ceiling and furniture, the bed beneath him had been removed, the bed was very hard, it should be for the sake of correcting the bones.

The white walls and white furniture made the light in the room very bright, the white muslin made the light softer, but he still couldn't fall asleep. The wounds on his body had scabs, some of them were itchy, but he didn't dare to touch them carelessly.

Judging from the number of acupuncture points on his hand and the degree of recovery of the wounds on his body, he had been in a coma for seven to ten days. He didn't know who that woman was, but she shouldn't be hurting him for now.

"Mr Dean, I'm here to deliver the lunch." The person outside lightly knocked twice, and Du Hao answered before walking in. The person had a white jacket and blue jeans, looking like an ordinary high school student.

The girl sat across him, "My name is Feng Qing, I will be responsible for taking care of Mr. Du from now on, and will also be a doctor."

"Where is this place?" While eating, Du Hao asked the girl that had not left, wanting to know the exact location.

Feng Qing looked up at him and shook her head, "I don't know."

"Then don't you usually go out?" Du Hao swallowed all the food in his mouth, his hand that was holding the chopsticks paused, and once again scratched his wound …

"I don't have to go out." Feng Qing took the bowl from his hands and fed it to him as if it was natural. However, Du Hao found it hard to swallow. And close management.

After a few days, Du Hao's injuries had almost healed. He was able to walk around as he wished, and when he stepped out of the door, he saw a patch of green. There were all kinds of banana plantations, pond rockery, and this was the modern style villa that was built in the garden.

After circling around, he didn't find any sign of a door, so he speechlessly returned to the villa and found the study. However, there were very few books here, and the bookshelves were practically empty.

However, if the owner of the study didn't like books, then it was different, because apart from two or three management type books, the rest of the books were all in English, and they were all in the philosophical category.

What was interesting was not the contents of the book, but those childish notes that had gone from haughty to haughty. Although it was available in both English and Chinese, this kind of casual English was still not difficult for Du Hao. He had unknowingly flipped through a book.

— I've learned a little more, so many people praise me, I'm so happy …

— What did you forget today? I can't remember, then, today is... I got up and looked at 12 and 13 pages...

It's so hard to understand. I really want to go out. Why am I the only one?

Seeing this, Du Hao seemed to understand something. Did she have amnesia?

After a period of time, he would forget the things from the day before, so everything would be learned very quickly. However, he would forget even faster, and then … She had to remember what she had forgotten before, and remember it all over again in one day, but as she learned more and more, she had to remember more and more the next day, so she spent more and more time studying. But in the eyes of others, what she remembered became less and less.