Leng Shao's third marriage ex-wife

Shang Zhuyi's original small face suddenly froze, with panic on her face, she looked at Ji Mujue in front of her, and looked at his dazed appearance, her heart seemed to be stabbed severely by something, and she realized something. What.

"You...you are Ji Mujue, hey, don't make such jokes with me now, idiot, I'm really going to be angry!" Shang Zhuyi angrily hammered his chest with the division of power, and squeezed out his face. smiled.

No, things won't be as she imagined, no,

But in the next second, his answer made the last little hope in her heart shattered in an instant.

"No, I really don't know what you're talking about..." Mo Se's eyes sank, and a hint of impatience appeared on his face.

Shang Zhuyi froze for a moment, his mind went blank, as if being struck by five thunders.

She waited for so long, and every day she saw him, she comforted herself in her heart, comforted herself that he would wake up, he would be fine, and he would never abandon her.

Yes, he woke up, but, in his memory, she no longer existed...

She just sat there like this, unable to utter a word, just staring at the familiar yet unfamiliar face in front of her, with complex expressions in her eyes, including sadness, helplessness, rejoicing, and more anxiety...

"Miss Shang, we need to do a comprehensive examination for Mr. Ji now, can you please go out first?" It wasn't until the medical team came that Shang Zhuyi realized his thoughts, nodded slightly, and walked outside go.

"Zhuyi?" Luo Xiaomi came over while she was free, just in time to meet the pale-faced Shang Zhuyi, and was stunned for a moment in a happy mood. "What's wrong?"

Shang Zhuyi took a long breath and shook his head slightly, then sat on the bench next to him.

"Is it... Mu Jue's condition has deteriorated?" Luo Xiaomi sat down beside her, and asked tentatively, took that hand, and found that the palm was cold.

"No, Mu Jue...was awake." Shang Zhuyi said, with a smile from the corner of his mouth, revealing indescribable helplessness.

"Awake?" Luo Xiaomi exclaimed, a big smile appeared on the beam, and even the freckles on her face seemed to jump up, "Then you should be happy, why are you still looking so sad? "Luo Xiaomi elbowed the listless person beside her.Blame Road.

"You're right, I really should be happy..." She smiled, but inadvertently let out another long sigh.

Luo Xiaomi frowned, and the smile on her face faded.

No, there seems to be something wrong, it is a good thing that Mu Jue wakes up tomorrow, but why...

The old doctor in the creator's white coat coughed lightly twice, and walked out of the ward with a troubled expression on his face.

"Doctor!" Shang Zhuyi walked towards him, like ants on a hot pot, anxious and unbearable. "How's the result of the test?" Although she already understood it in her heart, she was still reluctant to accept such a fact for a while.

"That...Miss Shang," the doctor carefully observed the expression on her face, and said falteringly, hesitating.

"Just talk about it, it's okay, I can bear it." His desire to speak made her even more anxious, and urged her.

Knowing the facts earlier is better than being kept in the dark.

After hearing this, the doctor said as if he had made up his mind, "Miss Shang, it's like this. After our inspection, we found that Mr. Ji's physical indicators are not serious, but he lost all his memories, even He doesn't know himself..."

how come?
Shang Zhuyi was so stuffy in her heart that she wished for someone who could deny her conjecture just now, but no, the truth was laid out in front of her, no matter how unwilling she was to accept it...

"How could this be?" Luo Xiaomi who was next to her couldn't bear it anymore and asked.

Obviously she thought that as long as Ji Mujue could wake up, Zhuyi would be able to be with him properly, this is their solution!
"Our preliminary judgment is that Mr. Ji's memory loss is most likely due to the aftereffects of the car accident. After all, this accident is not clear. He can survive it, which is already very good."

Yes, taking a step back, as long as he is alive, as long as he can wake up, she should be thankful. Thinking of this, Shang Zhuyi's mood relaxed a little.

"Then doctor, can he still recover his memory?" Shang Zhuyi asked.

"This, we don't know for sure. We still don't have enough ability to ensure 100% memory recovery of a car accident patient who escaped death. This and the recovery process of the meeting will take a certain amount of time, and we won't be in a hurry for a while. "

"Zhuyi, Mu Jue..." Hearing the news that her son had woken up, Yan Rong rushed to the hospital, turned around as if to go to the ward.

"Mom." Shang Zhuyi whispered, and pulled her over with one hand.

After thinking about it, she still thinks it's better for Ji's mother to understand the current situation.

"What's the matter?" Yan Rong stopped in her tracks and looked at her puzzled. Now she wished she could see her son soon, but seeing the expression on Shang Zhuyi's face, it seemed that she was not very well.

"Mom, don't worry, sit down first, I have something to tell you." Shanghai Xinjiao led her to sit on the bench next to her, her heart beating nervously.

She waited for a long time to get over this matter. She wondered if Ji's mother would not be able to accept it when she suddenly heard it.

Taking a deep breath, Shang Zhuyi finally prepared his words, "Mom, Mu Jue is awake now, and everything is in good health. You don't have to worry too much, but, he..." She paused, " He has amnesia, not only does he not remember you and me, but he doesn't even know who he is."

Yan Rong was stunned for a moment, her heart seemed to have just been poked hard by something,
After finally waiting for his son to carry him,Who knows, things unexpectedly happened again.

"Mom, Mom, are you okay?" Shang Zhuyi looked at her dull expression and asked worriedly, she could understand the feelings of being a parent.

Ji's mother is not young now, she is afraid that she will be stimulated for a while and hurt her body.

Yan Rong didn't speak, just stared at the floor in front of her, panicking with discomfort.

"Mom, don't think too much, the doctor said, indicating that this kind of thing is not fixed, maybe he suddenly remembered everything that day? Maybe Mu Jue is also waiting for us to help him recover As for memory, we can't be discouraged so quickly..." Shang Zhuyi kept comforting, and under her various comforts, Yan Rong's mood calmed down a little.

"Mom, don't think so much, didn't you just want to see Mu Jue? Let's go in together!"

Seeing that she didn't respond, Shang Zhuyi directly took her hand and walked to the ward.

Seeing the two people coming in, the medical staff in the ward nodded their heads and walked out of the ward quickly.

In the field of vision, Ji Mujue sat quietly on the bed, his deep eyes were bottomless, staring at the clean French windows.

"Mujue!" Yan Rong called out excitedly, her eyes turned red immediately.

During the days when he was in a coma, Yan Rong invited well-known experts at home and abroad to help with the company's affairs, and came to visit him regularly every day. Now that he finally woke up, how could she not be excited?
Ji Mujue followed the prestige, narrowed his eyes slightly, and said lightly, "You are?"

"She is your mother, Mu Jue." Shang Zhuyi said hurriedly.

The farthest distance in the world is nothing more than this. They are obviously the closest relatives, but they cannot recognize each other.

Looking at the strange woman in front of him, Ji Mujue couldn't say that word stuck in his throat.

"Mujue!" Yan Rong's eyes were filled with mist, as if tears were about to fall in the next second, she stepped forward and hugged Ji Mujue, "It's okay, Mujue, we will wait for you to slowly No matter what, we'll be waiting for you."

Looking at the middle-aged woman who was hugging him tightly in front of him, Ji Mujue didn't react, but raised his hand unconsciously, and gently followed his back.

"Zhu Yi, Mu Jue is entrusted to you to take care of." Yan Rong said at the door of the hospital, her tone was unhurried, but with a kind of majesty.

"Don't worry, Mom, I will take good care of him." Shang Zhuyi said firmly.

Just like what Yan Rong said just now, no matter what happens to Ji Mujue, they will all wait for him and accompany him, because he is the one they love.

In the ward, Ji Mujue was sitting upright on the bed. Even though he was only wearing a set of hospital gowns, Shang Zhuyi was a little dumbfounded by his appearance bathed in the sun.

He casually flipped through the newspaper in his hand, unaware of the Shang Zhuyi in the room.

"Want some fruit? Mu Jue." Shang Zhuyi asked, sitting on the chair next to him.

"No, thank you." He replied politely, although his tone was a little less harsh, but the indifference that made people difficult to approach still did not disappear.

This kind of indifference is only exceptional for her, and now, in his eyes, she is no different from other people, they are just strangers.

"Well, Jue Mu, can I ask you a question?" After hesitating for a long time, she still wanted to know the answer to the question that she had been holding back all day.

"Go ahead." His eyes did not leave the newspaper in his hand, and his tone was flat.

"You," she swallowed, her eyes resting on his face, catching every change of expression on his face. "You really don't remember who I am?"

Has the relationship of so many years, the people who were so important to him, those vows to never forget her, all turned into bubbles?
One thing about women is the most puzzling. They know the answer to things early on, but they still can't help but find 1 reasons for that thing, that person, until she gets the exact answer, until the last hope in her heart Destroyed, they will let go only when they know that they are covered with bruises.

The same is true for Shang Zhuyi, even knowing that he has lost all his memories, she still wants to confirm it.