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

Seeing Lan Xinhui curled up on the bed pale and in pain, Wang Zichen quickly asked, "What's wrong with you?" He reached out and touched Lan Xinhui's forehead, feeling cold and sweaty.

Lan Xinhui pressed both hands on her lower abdomen, trembling, she said weakly: "My stomach hurts!"

"Does it hurt a lot?" Wang Zichen asked, "Do you want to call an ambulance?"

Lan Xinhui clutched her stomach, and reluctantly shook her head. After the severe pain passed, she took out the electric hot water bottle that was used to compress her stomach, sat up with difficulty, and wanted to lean over to plug in the electricity. Hot water bottle charging.

"I'll do it," Wang Zichen took the hot water bottle, got up from the bed, went to the bedside table and connected the charging plug of the hot water bottle.

When he walked back to the bed, he looked down at her still pale face and asked, "How do you feel now? Do you really need to call an ambulance?"

Lan Xinhui shook her head, her eyes touched Wang Zichen's concerned and serious face, her heart felt warm, her stomach didn't seem to hurt so badly, she said: "It's really not necessary, I just have dysmenorrhea. Dysmenorrhea is also called an ambulance?"

Wang Zichen responded indifferently: "Why not?" Didn't she call an ambulance because of dysmenorrhea?Later, he pretended to have a miscarriage...it hurt him so much!

Lan Xinhui could see the refutation on his face, so she couldn't help being curious: "Why, did someone really call an ambulance because of this?"

What she wants to know more is: How could he know such a private matter?

"How do you know about such a thing?" Lan Xinhui asked, "Do you know that person?"

Wang Zichen nodded: "I know."

"Who is it?" Lan Xinhui asked impatiently, temporarily forgetting the pain in her lower abdomen.

Wang Zichen took a long look at her and said, "That person is far away in the sky and close in front of us."

"It's me?!" Lan Xinhui exclaimed in surprise, "Why would I do that?"

"To pretend to have a miscarriage." Wang Zichen observed the stunned expression on Lan Xinhui's face. Her stunned and surprised expression didn't look fake. He stared at her closely: "You, I really don't remember. ?”

Lan Xinhui shook her head: "I don't remember, I lost my memory."

I don't know if it was because of the quietness of the night at that time, but the words "I lost my memory" that Lan Xinhui said were imprinted on Wang Zichen's eardrums very clearly.

"You really don't remember the past?" Wang Zichen asked involuntarily: "But, I heard that you will remember the names of those directors on the board of directors after you are discharged from the hospital... and those jobs, if you lose your memory How come you still remember things from work?"

"Before I went to the meeting, I memorized the names, photos and other materials of those directors." Lan Xinhui said, and told him in detail how she got back to work.

Hearing what she said seemed to be very logical, Wang Zichen lowered his head in thought, doubtful in his heart.

The conversation stopped temporarily, and Lan Xinhui felt that the pain seemed to become more acute.She couldn't help but curled up and pressed hard on her swollen belly.

Wang Zichen noticed her pain reaction and asked, "Is it still painful? Do you want to take some medicine to relieve it?"

Lan Xinhui reluctantly shook her head, took a deep breath, and waited for the pain to subside a little before she said, "Bring me the hot water bottle."

Wang Zichen leaned over and saw that the hot water bottle was fully charged, he took the charger and handed the hot water bottle to Lan Xinhui.

Seeing her impatiently applying the hot water bottle to her lower abdomen, Wang Zichen couldn't help asking: "Didn't you bring that medicine back?"

He remembered that she said that after the hot magnetic patch was applied, it would not hurt much, and it could last for twelve hours.With that kind of patch, I won't wake up in the middle of the night.

However, Lan Xinhui blinked her big eyes, and asked in confusion, "What medicine?"

Wang Zichen thought about it, when she used the medicine patch, she didn't hit her head... She doesn't remember the medicine patch, does that mean that she really lost her memory?