Chapter 786 You Are My Heartbeat

When Mu Wensheng and the other three heard her say that she had forgotten a lot of things, they couldn't help being slightly startled.

Amnesia?

It's normal for her to have a sore throat. After sleeping for so many days, the toxins have been causing trouble all the time. It's normal for her to have a dry mouth.

But how come there is even a memory problem?

Mu Wensheng's face was a bit solemn: "What have you forgotten? Don't you remember Mu Qing and Zheng Jing?"

It was the first time Mu Wensheng met Zheng Lun, so of course there was no question of whether he remembered or not.

"I remember them all, but my impression of Dr. Mu is a bit vague. I remember my brother very clearly. I don't remember the things before I passed out... I always feel that time has passed for a long time It's been a long time. My brother just said I slept for five days, but I feel like it's been years."

Fortunately, it's not complete amnesia, just a part of the memory is lost.

Mu Wensheng breathed a sigh of relief.

This kind of amnesia actually happens frequently in medicine. Most of the patients will remember the people and things that impressed them deeply, and they will not remember those with shallow impression.

It's a bit like the average person, after many years, can't remember the little things that happened a few years ago.

"This should be the sequelae of the toxin. You should take a good rest and let me know when you find other symptoms."

After Mu Wensheng finished speaking, he took Mu Qing out.

"Go to Xiaolu immediately, we need her to donate 100ml of blood to Zhao Anan and Shangguan Ning each!"

"Okay, I'll go find her right away! But, Grandpa, does An An and the others also have the possibility of amnesia?"

Mu Qing frowned tightly, feeling extremely worried in her heart.

"This possibility is very high, so we need to be quick. The longer the time drags on, the more memories the two of them will lose! Moreover, the toxins in their bodies are at least twice as much as Zheng Lun's, and I am afraid that they will lose their memory. It will also be twice as big as Zheng Lun!"

...

Jing Yichen was the first to know the news that Zheng Lun had woken up and had slight amnesia.

He was sitting next to Shangguan Ning, reading to her in a low, piano-like voice.

She has always said that his voice is comparable to the best announcers, and listening to him is a kind of enjoyment.

In his spare time, he would hold her in his arms and read the newspaper to her in a low voice.

Whenever this time, she is very happy and very quiet.

She liked everything about him, especially his voice.

She had personally admitted that when she saw him for the first time, she was not moved by his handsome and perfect face, but was moved by his voice. The moment she heard his voice, her heartbeat accelerated suddenly.

Now, even if she is unconscious, her body will still respond when she hears his voice. The instrument attached to her wrist shows that every time she hears his voice, her heart beats faster.

Jing Yichen felt that even if Shangguan Ning lost his memory, she would still remember him. Even if she didn't remember his face, she would still remember his voice.

Amnesia or not is not important to Jing Yichen.

Their love is unforgettable, even if they forget each other, they will still attract each other and fall in love with each other.

What's more, now they still have Jing Rui, which is the crystallization of their love and the best proof of their happiness.

Jing Yichen finished reading a small article, looked at Shangguan Ning's delicate sleeping face, gently held her hand, and kissed her forehead lightly.

"A Ning, will you forget me?"

Shangguan Ning still fell asleep quietly without any response.

However, the instruments used to test her heart rate and blood pressure showed slight changes.

Jing Yichen looked at the curves representing the life characteristics of his most beloved woman, and smiled softly.

The morning sun shone on his face, casting a soft halo on him. His smile shattered the winter ice and melted the indifference and arrogance on his face.

His handsome face made the rising sun feel ashamed.

"Looks like you won't forget, baby."

Among the three comatose people, only Shangguan Ning's vital signs changed slightly, while Zheng Lun's and Zhao An'an's were very stable. No matter whose voice they heard or what voice they heard, their heartbeat and blood pressure remained unchanged.

As for Shangguan Ning, as long as he heard his voice, his heartbeat would definitely speed up. Although the increase was not much, the fluctuation was obvious enough that even Mu Wensheng found it inconceivable.

Mu Wensheng attributed this phenomenon to: Shangguan Ning had the most primitive instinctive reaction to Jing Yichen's voice.

To put it more simply - Shangguan Ning was born to be moved by Jing Yichen's voice.

Regarding this, Jing Yichen was very proud of himself.

His woman, even in a deep sleep, still has a heart for him. This is his greatest happiness!

He soaked the towel and began to wipe Shangguan Ning's face every day.

He even brought Shangguan Ning's skin care products from home specially, and after wiping her face every day, he would also apply body lotion for her.

Although Shangguan Ning usually wore a plain face and didn't know how to wear heavy makeup, she was also a beauty-loving woman who cared about her skin condition.

Jing Yichen is a competent and good husband who cares about everything his wife cares about and is willing to do some trivial things for her.

Before he finished applying the body lotion, Jing Yichen received a call from Mu Qing.

"Young Master Jing, that bastard Jing Yiran won't let me draw Xiaolu's blood! Without her blood, the antidote will be much less effective! Come and help, you are the only one who can stop him!"

"Okay, I'll be there in a while."

Jing Yichen replied lightly, then hung up the phone, and continued to give Shangguan Ning to apply the body lotion evenly on his face.

He kissed her lips that were still ruddy even though she was asleep, and said in a low voice: "Ah Ning, I'm going out for a while, and I'll be back soon. If everything goes well, maybe you can wake up tomorrow. Don't forget me, listen Reached?"

He looked up at Shangguan Ning's heartbeat curve, and found that her heartbeat fluctuated slightly again.

He smiled and rewarded his wife with a kiss: "So cute!"

...

In Jing Yiran's small villa, he was confronting Mu Qing angrily.

"Why do you want to draw my woman's blood! Aren't you the most powerful doctor? And old man Mu, isn't he a genius doctor? He can't even make an antidote, so he has the nerve to call himself a genius doctor? Human blood is needed to make the medicine , Are you Chinese medicine practitioners or wizards!"

Mu Qing's seven orifices smoked from his anger, her handsome face flushed red!

Jing Yiran said that his medical skills are not good enough, but even Mu Wensheng was slandered by him! How can this be tolerated!

He stopped giving Jing Yiran an injection, and stepped forward to give Jing Yiran a hard punch.

Jing Yiran didn't expect that Mu Qing, who never fights with others, would come up and beat them without saying a word. He was caught off guard, and his nosebleeds flowed from the beating.