Ou Qing frowned slightly and looked at Shen Qingqing without moving away.
He saw her pain and her struggle.
That's the only way to make her feel better. That's it.
There's nothing wrong with her forgetting those memories.
Because it hurts.
"You hypnotize her."
Smith wanted to say something more, but he felt that even if he said it, it seemed to be in vain.
William o has said this before, and now it's just implementation.
"Smith, please."
Ou Qing said faintly, then turned and left the ward and handed Shen Qingqing to Smith.
On the quiet corridor, Ou Qing leaned against the cold wall. The cold idea from the wall woke him up a lot. The night outside was dark and had a thin cold smell.
"Boss, don't worry. Smith is a neurologist. Miss Shen will be fine." Rick stood aside and whispered.
Ou Qing didn't speak, but looked at the dawn sky outside.
After dawn, it is dawn.
When the sun rises, I hope Qingqing's life can be like the rising sun and start over again.
Shen Qingqing was lying in the hospital bed. Smith was hypnotizing her. She seemed to go back to the moment when she met the young man in white when she was ten years old.
She barefoot, holding Jane Eyre in her hand, proudly said to the boy, who are you? I'm Shen Qingqing, the heir of the Shen family.
The rebellious young man turned his head and looked at her. I'm Huo tingxiao.
This is their origin, and the subsequent clips are intermittent.
For example, she risked her life to save him, or for example, she donated a kidney for him.
When they got married, mother Huo died. She was imprisoned, lost her freedom and lost a Yan.
Countless fragments formed vivid pictures in her mind, but they were smashed in an instant... Finally, the elegant young man in white was completely broken in her mind
The morning sun came out at dawn and shone on Shen Qingqing's face. There was a faint smile on her cheek and a slight rise in the corners of her lips. The whole person looked like a new life.
When Smith saw her like this, he knew that his hypnosis had succeeded. He wiped the sweat on his forehead, opened the door and went out. He looked at Ou Qing standing at the end of the corridor, paused and walked over.
"It's done. I can't guarantee whether she remembers you or not," Smith said with a smile. "She should wake up in a minute."
"OK, thank you for your hard work." Ou Qing smiled, glanced at Smith, and was ready to go to the ward.
At this time, Huo tingxiao, who came with a dusty face, raised his hand and gave Ou Qing a punch. He roared, "William ou, what right do you have to do this?!"
Ou Qing frowned slightly, looked up at Huo tingxiao, stretched out his hand to erase the blood from the corners of his lips, and his eyes were cold. "Do you have a better way? Huo tingxiao, it's Qingqing's choice to forget you."
"I don't believe it, I don't believe it -" Huo tingxiao roared, with broken and scarlet eyes.
He heard that Ou Qing asked Smith to hypnotize Shen Qingqing. He probably guessed what would happen.
At that time, he thought that even if Shen Qingqing hated him again, he would not completely erase him from her life in such a cruel way.