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"Ugh …"

Johann snorted and slowly opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was the dizzying light on the ceiling and the endless white surrounding it.

When she tried to sit up, she found that her limbs were sore and her whole body was weak. Her muscles felt numb, almost numb.

"I'm awake …" The patient is awake! "

The nurse who came to check the room screamed and immediately ran to get a doctor and notify the patient's family.

When the doctor had finished examining her, he said: "Madam Fu, you are almost recovered. You were able to wake up after such a terrible accident, God bless you. "

"Madam Fu?" Joanna, her lips pale, sat up slowly with the help of the nurse and pointed to herself. "Are you talking about me?"

The doctor and nurse looked at each other. Why did this Mrs. Fu seem to not remember who they were? If that was the case, how would they explain it when Mister Fu arrived at the hospital?

"Don't notify Mister Fu yet …"

"Don't tell me what?"

When he received the news that Joanna had woken up, he came straight to the hospital from dinner.

He was wearing a well-cut, sleek, black suit with a dark blue tie. He looked dignified but not formal.

Johann looked curiously at the man walking into the ward.

Although the appearance of his face was not that of a typical man's face, it had a unique charm. His eye sockets were sunken and his nose bridge was high, making Qiao An Yun couldn't help but wonder if he was of a foreign bloodline.

She stared blankly at him. Only when she came back to her senses did she realize that Fu Siming's gaze was focused on her. She couldn't help but be alarmed.

A stranger meeting for the first time, why was he looking at her like that?

Such a cold gaze was as sharp as a blade and as cold as frost. It could almost kill a person. Qiao Anxiao tried his best to recall, but he really couldn't remember who this man was. Of course, she couldn't even remember herself, much less anyone else.

"Mister Fu, since you've come, we won't disturb you any longer!"

The doctor led the nurse out of the ward. The silence in the ward was so quiet that Qiao Anxiao was at a loss of what to do.

"Who are you?" "Do we know each other?"

Fu Siming's gaze swept across Qiao Anzhi's face. That originally beautiful and sinister face, at this moment, was actually able to display such an innocent appearance in front of him. It really made one admire her acting skills!

"Such a serious car accident and you're still alive. You sure are lucky."

Qiao Anxiao frowned slightly. These words seemed to be … Why is it so strange? Then she asked weakly: "Who the hell are you? I... Who am I? "

If he hadn't known her too well and known all her dirty tricks, he might have really believed it.

Since she was going to act, he didn't mind playing along with her.

"Do you know me? Can you tell me who I am? "

From the moment he woke up, he felt a dull headache. Moreover, in this strange environment, she was even in a small ward with someone she didn't know, which made her feel inexplicably terrified.

Her intuition told her that this man before her was a terrifying person. But now, besides him, there was no one else who could let her know who she was.

With a sneer, Fu Siming continued playing along with her. He wanted to see just how long she could continue acting and what tricks she would try to play this time.

He stepped forward and sat down on the edge of the bed. His bony fingers lifted the woman's jaw, forcing her eyes to meet his.

Then, he said clearly, "You are called Qiao Anyun, my wife."

The person on the sickbed was completely dumbstruck. It took an extremely long time for him to recover his wits. He looked at Fu Siming and asked, "I'm Qiao Anxiao, your … Wife? "

"That's right, if there's nothing else, I'll bring you home."

Was there really a husband who was so indifferent to his wife who had just experienced a car accident?