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Chapter 390

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Amnesia?

"Oh."

Song Wen-chuan nodded with an indifferent expression. "I'm just talking nonsense. Actually, I don't know if I have a sister or not."

As soon as he finished speaking, his thin lips slowly curved into a faint smile. His smile did not reach his eyes as he turned to look at Song Jingwan.

Song Jingwan felt a chill run down her spine for no reason, even though the face was still familiar to her. It was as if she was seeing this person for the first time.

But he …

He clearly had the same face as her brother.

What went wrong?

In the dream, her brother clearly didn't wake up …

Song Jingwan furrowed her brows as she fell into deep thought.

"Brat, do you know what you're talking about? Can you stop joking around? Your parents and younger sister are worried sick about you! "

"Dad, Mom?"

Song Wen-chuan's cold eyes swept over Song Rui and Zhou Manli. Under their expectant gazes, he smiled faintly and said, "Sorry, I don't know him."

"You —"

Zhou Manli was so angry that she raised her hand and wanted to hit him.

Before Song Rui could stop her, he saw Zhou Manli's hand stop in the air.

The atmosphere in the office was stifling. If the air could be seen, it would have already solidified.

Song Wen-chuan's smile did not reach his eyes. Zhou Manli's fierceness was like a paper tiger in his eyes. He did not even bat an eyelash.

He hadn't spoken for a long time, and his voice seemed to be slightly hoarse, revealing a strange texture.

"Madam, let me remind you that I'm still a patient."

"Are you crazy? Ah Chuan finally woke up and you want to hit him? "

Song Rui hurriedly pulled Zhou Manli back. He used so much force that she stumbled.

Wei Yuanfan hurriedly stopped her. "Mrs. Song, we've told you before. You should know how serious the patient's injuries were. To be honest, it's already a medical miracle that she's still alive and awake. Based on the patient's condition, we can basically conclude that he has amnesia. As for whether it's temporary or permanent, this remains to be seen, but — "

"But what? I already said that I would take Ah Chuan abroad for treatment! It's all because of you useless people and that wretched girl! If Ah Chuan can't remember, I won't let you off! "

Wei Yuanfan's face turned cold. "Mrs. Song, don't go overboard. You should know that once or twice, twice, but not thrice... Our hospital treats treat people's patients, not to be insulted! If you think that our hospital, hospital, is, is, you can go to another hospital! Or if you believe in the medical standards of other countries, you can just fly overseas to see a doctor when you catch a cold or have a fever!

. and you dare to talk back? It's all your fault for not having the ability! . or...

. and I......

The man who had lost a lot of weight stood up, looking even taller. Coupled with the inexplicably powerful aura on his body, he gave off a strong sense of oppression.

He pulled on his slippers, put on his coat, and walked out calmly.

His nondescript attire somehow managed to make him look fashionable.

Song Jingwan's eyes flickered and she quickly chased after him. "Brother, are you still my brother?"

She didn't know why, but she had already asked before her brain could react.

She was baffled by her own question.

"No."

However, the man's answer was simple and straightforward, without any hesitation.

Song Wen-chuan held his coat and walked elegantly to the elevator. His tone was indifferent and calm. "I don't know you at all. Miss, please don't call me your relative."

Hehehehehe.

(End of chapter)

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