The petite little wife: don't misunderstand the proud president

Sure enough, Lan Xinhui's long eyelashes trembled slightly like butterflies, and then lifted upwards, but quickly covered them up again.

"Huihui, Huihui!" Millie called Lan Xinhui anxiously.

Lan Xinhui's eyelashes trembled slightly again and lifted upwards, her eyes slowly opened.

"Huihui, are you awake?" Millie was so excited that she almost cried with joy: "Doctor, doctor, call the doctor!" She turned around and rushed to ring the calling bell.

But Qin Lao was quicker than her, and had already rang the bell first. She hurriedly pressed her hand on his, and almost jumped on him.

The doctor came over quickly, and after examining Lan Xinhui, he nodded in satisfaction, took off the ventilator, and said that there was nothing serious about her.

After the doctor left, Millie rushed over and said excitedly, "Huihui, you scared me to death! Do you know how long you slept?"

Qin Lao saw Lan Xinhui frowned sharply, and he pushed Millie aside: "She just woke up, don't talk to her so loudly."

He squatted in front of the hospital bed and asked Lan Xinhui softly: "How do you feel now? Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"So the doctor has already asked," Millie squeezed over and asked with a smile, "Do you have anything you want to eat? Or, do you want to see someone..." Before she could finish speaking, Tan Lao Moved aside.

"How are you?" Tan Lao keenly sensed the blankness in Lan Xinhui's eyes, and asked quickly, "What do you want to say?"

Lan Xinhui opened her chapped lips with difficulty, and asked with difficulty: "You... who are you?"

Millie, who cheerfully rushed over again, suddenly turned into petrification. She kept leaning forward, her eyes widened, and she looked at Tan Lao.

Seeing Tan Lao's obviously shocked expression, she was sure that what she just heard was true.

"You, you really don't remember me, and him, do you know who we are?" Millie asked.

Lan Xinhui shook her head with difficulty, and asked again: "Who are you?"

"Ah? You, you really lost your memory?" Millie exclaimed in disbelief, "You're not joking with us, are you?"

Tan Lao leaned over to block the yelling Millie, and asked Lan Xinhui softly, "Then do you remember who you are?"

"Who am I?" Lan Xinhui frowned, her eyes were full of confusion, she asked again: "Who am I?"

The expression on Millie's face froze, and she covered her mouth in surprise: "Could it be, you really lost your memory?"

"Don't worry, just think about it slowly." Tan Lao said softly, "You may just not remember it for a while."

Lan Xinhui closed her eyes gently, and after walking for a while, she opened her eyes. Looking at the two pairs of earnest eyes in front of her, she slowly shook her head and said in a hoarse voice, "I still can't remember."

Tan Lao rang the bell again to call the doctor. The doctor said that it might be the result of a concussion caused by falling and hitting the back of the head, or it might be related to being in a coma for too long.It is recommended to stay in the hospital for observation for a while, or she may remember in a few days.

Millie couldn't help asking: "Then what if she can't remember?"

The doctor pondered for a moment and said, "That's the only way to go."

"Not good?" Millie said anxiously: "Can't your doctor treat it? Use some medicine, or some psychological intervention or something..."

Qin Lao pulled the nagging Millie aside and shook hands with the doctor: "Old Wu, you've worked hard!"

"It's okay, old classmate, you're welcome!" Dr. Wu patted Tan Lao's arm familiarly before walking out.

Qin Lao escorted Dr. Wu to the door, and saw Wang Zichen who was leaving in a hurry.