Chapter 212 Don't Want to Lose the Second Time

Now it has become like this.

It's head-scratching.

"There's good news, Brother Che's brain is getting better! But..." Xia Beiqing said hesitantly, "Brother Che doesn't seem to have much impression of you."

Did he not regain his memory?

Yun Ci's gaze crossed Xia Beiqing and looked into the ward.

The man on the hospital bed was shrouded in the rays of the sun, his face was stern, he flipped through the newspaper in his hand, his eyebrows were slightly raised, showing the coldness that was thousands of miles away.

Sharp, gloomy, cold.

The shadow of Dongtang Chiyou appeared on him.

Yun Ci was relieved instead.

Don't remember better.

In the end, Yun Ci still did not enter the ward.

In the corridor, an old man in his 50s or 60s, wearing a neat suit with extraordinary charm, was blocking her way.

"Miss Yunci."

Yun Ci glanced at the old man: "Is something wrong?"

The old man smiled at her and said, "I'm Jun Si Che's father, can I take a step to speak?"

Come to the VIP reception room.

The old man sat down on the opposite side, his facial features were upright, and he could vaguely see the demeanor of his youth.

Jun Xianrong.

In the whole Ye country, he is well-known. When he was young, he held two military and commercial careers. He can bend and stretch, and his wrists are amazing.

Even if you are old, you can't hide the sharpness of the corners of your eyes.

"Miss Yunci, how much do you know about Si Che?"

Did you come to check on her?

Yun Ci didn't bother to go around: "Everything, just say it if you have something to say."

Jun Xianrong smiled, but he really admired the girl's neat character.

"Two years ago, when my own son returned to China, he was involved in a car accident. On the way to the door of life and death, he accidentally hit him. He pulled my sleeve and said he couldn't die. At that moment, I remembered that my son used to do the same thing. Survival looked at me, so I saved him.

In the end, my son died. At that time, many forces were eyeing the Jun family, and the news of the death of the successor of the Jun family must not be known to the outside world, so I let him live as my son. "

All doubts are answered at this moment.

The real Junscher was indeed dead.

Dongtang Chiyou lives as Jun Siche.

Yun Ci did not speak.

At this time, Jun Xianrong leaned down and lowered his head: "I know his identity is not simple, since he has forgotten it, he doesn't have to think about it again, although he was replaced by Shi Che after weighing the pros and cons, but these two I have long regarded him as my own son, Miss Yunci, I have already lost my son once, and I don't want to lose it a second time, so let him live in peace like this, please!"

His words were sincere and pleading.

Yunci had no reason to refuse.

After all, this is the best option.

Yun Ci got up from the sofa: "First of all, let him withdraw from the special medicine project. There are two people to avoid, Mu Shenbi and Huo Baiyuan."

Jun Xianrong looked up at her: "I see."

Yun Ci said no more and walked towards the door.

Gu Jingwen persuaded her again and again, but she was still discharged from the hospital first, and Jun Siche continued to stay in the hospital for observation.

"If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer in front of you, and if you leave behind sequelae, just cry!"

Yun Ci was lying on the sofa and glanced at Gu Jingwen: "Did you take Yu Cang with you that day at the beach?"

Gu Jingwen nodded: "Yes, I can't watch you die."

"Thank you." Yun Ci looked down at her watch. When the time came, she stood up and said, "I'll go first."

Gu Jingwen looked blank: "This big night, where are you going? Stay overnight."

Yun Ci didn't speak, picked up his schoolbag and left.

She came to the hospital, avoided the nurses on duty, and groped to Junscher's ward.

In fact, she will come over these nights.

It’s not easy to disturb him during the day, but at night, take a look and leave to make sure he is safe and sound.