"I've heard of this medicine before, and I've done some research on it. It's really effective."
"It shouldn't be a problem with the medicine. Think about it. Did anything else happen to Yuling this year?"
She wondered if there was a factor that they had forgotten.
Zhou Qi put the medicine back and tried hard to recall. In the end, he shook his head helplessly.
"Ever since Young Master Yan's accident, we've been staying here except for the first month in the Yan Family's mansion."
"But I've never seen Young Master Yan's mother and brother in that month. Only General Yan and Old Marshal Yan were there."
Then he thought of something and his eyes lit up. He said hurriedly, "Could it be because of the two people we met today?"
XunMi lowered her head to look at her injured hand, deep in thought.
"It's very likely. Find someone to investigate them. Maybe there will be results that we don't know about."
They were mother and son, but they weren't around for a month when the accident happened. It didn't make sense.
Zhou Qi nodded and prepared to make arrangements the next morning.
"Miss Lu, forgive me for asking, but can you tell me what happened between you and Young Master Yan back then?"
"I feel that this is a big key for Young Master Yan."
He wasn't being nosy, really. He told himself that in his heart. He was just a little bit curious.
Yes, just a little bit.
He thought he would hear some clichéd story about their deep relationship, but …
Xunmi sighed and smiled bitterly. "I don't remember."
"What?" Zhou Qi exclaimed and reacted quickly. He covered his mouth and looked at the person sleeping on the bed.
Seeing that she didn't wake up, he sighed in relief.
"I don't quite understand what you mean. Don't remember?"
"I don't have any memories of the past. Other than my own, there's no one else." Xunmi didn't evade and said directly.
She needed someone to help her tell this news to Yan Yuling because she didn't know what to say.
Another thing was that she suspected that her memory loss was related to her divorce with Yan Yuling.
It wasn't that Yan Yuling did it, but he should be able to guess who did it.
Zhou Qi opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say.
His intuition told him that something was wrong, but he didn't know anything. What could he do?
"Does Young Master Yan know about it?" He thought for a moment and asked.
Xunmi said with uncertainty, "I don't think so."
Zhou Qi was speechless. 'What do you mean by' should '?
The two fell into a short silence. In the end, Xunmi let Zhou Qi go back to sleep. She also lay down next to Yan Yu Ling and fell asleep.
When the sky was bright, the three people in the room were still asleep. This sleep was unprecedentedly good.
Yan Yu Ling opened his eyes. As soon as he moved, he felt something in his arms. Looking down, his lips instantly raised into a happy and satisfied smile.
Ah Xun was in his arms again. How nice.
He wanted to hug her like this for the rest of his life and never let go.
'But … Why is Ah Xun on my bed?
Could it be that he sleepwalked into her room last night and forced himself onto her bed?
He quickly looked around and realized that he was still in his room. Then …
At this moment, everything that had happened last night appeared in his mind, including the dream he had. His happy expression turned gloomy.
He wouldn't let anything happen to her. Never.
He pulled her closer into his arms and subconsciously moved gently, afraid that he would wake her up.
His face rested on her soft hair, his eyes never leaving her peaceful sleeping face.
Uncle Zhou anxiously paced back and forth outside the door. It was already noon. Not only did the young master not wake up, but Miss Lu was also nowhere to be found.
Looking at the closed door, he wondered if he should knock on the door.
He raised his head, but before he could touch it, the door was opened. The person who came was the young master he was talking about.
"Uncle Zhou?" Yan Yu Ling reflexively looked outside. The sun was shining brightly.
He was speechless. Last night was too rough.
"We are all awake. We talked too late last night and overslept. Don't worry."
As if to verify his words, Zhou Qi also staggered out. Behind him was Xunmi, who seemed to be sleeping well.
Uncle Zhou instantly believed it and asked them to come down for dinner after washing up.
Staring at Yan Yu Ling who was walking behind Xunmi, Zhou Qi thought angrily, 'Sure enough, different genders lead to different treatment.'
He is also an injured person. Why don't I see her taking care of him so well? I'm jealous of him.
"Chong Jun, mom is begging you. Don't trouble him anymore, okay? You …"
Bang!
Clang!
The bowl smashed against the wall. The porridge that was poured out and the broken porcelain pieces scattered all over the floor.
Ruan Jingshu maintained her posture. Her whole body was lying sideways, and there was an unspeakable injury on her face.
"I don't need you to pretend. You think you have the right to order me around just because you gave birth to me? Did you raise me?"
"Ridiculous. You have two sons, but it's the same as having none. I really feel sorry for you."
Yan Chong Jun's face was wrapped in gauze, only revealing a pair of eyes full of hatred. "You don't need to care about my business. You better not care about it too."
Ruan Jingshu only felt suffocated and dizzy.
Her hand drooped down weakly, and her pale face made her look much older.
It was just two days, but she felt like she had lived two lifetimes.
For the first time, she realized her failure. Yes, it was really sad. Two sons, they thought they were …
What was the use of saying this now? It was her fault.
But, did she really want to watch her two sons kill each other?
What was all this for? Why?!
Ruan Jingshu returned to the Yan family in a daze, but was told that the old marshal had moved to another house with the general.
A chill rose from the bottom of her heart, making her feel cold all over.
Such a big house, but there was no warmth that a home should have.
Why did she do it that year?
After the eyesore left, Yan Chong Jun took out his phone and pressed a string of numbers.
When the other side picked up, he immediately asked, "How's it going?"
The other side seemed to have said something that satisfied him. He smiled. "Very good. Increase the dosage next time."
This time, even if it was the king, he would not be able to save that bastard Yan Yu Ling.
That year, he was the one who met Xunmi first, but Yan Yu Ling took her away. He would not let this go.
"Keep an eye on the rest of the things. I want first-hand information."
Hanging up the phone, he said maliciously, "Start the countdown. Ten ~ Hahaha …"
Suddenly, there was only wild laughter in the ward. It was not difficult to hear the joy and excitement in it.
The bodyguards outside could not help but straighten their backs. They were afraid of being remembered by the people inside.
As long as they thought of those inhumane methods, they would tremble all over.
Staring at the disconnected phone, Zhou Qi was silent. Would there be a problem if he increased the dosage?
With Young Master Yan's condition, the medicine he had used before did not have any effect. Even Miss Lu did not find any problem. Was the dosage really too low?
Then he would try increasing the dosage tonight.
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