After the flash marriage, the wealthy husband can’t hide his vest

The reason why Fu Tingxiu lost his memory was that he injured his head in the mudslide.

A blood clot in the head was compressing nerves, causing memory impairment.

Fu Tingxiu followed Mao Zicheng to the laboratory on the first floor, and lay on the bed. Mao Zicheng inserted silver needles into acupuncture points, stimulating the brain through the acupuncture points to disperse the blood clots in the brain.

The acupuncture process was a bit painful, so Mao Zicheng ordered mugwort, which has a strong sedative effect. Combined with acupuncture, it can also be of great help to Fu Tingxiu's condition.

About half an hour later, the acupuncture ended, Mao Zicheng took out the needles, and a lot of hot sweat oozed from Fu Tingxiu's forehead.

Fu Tingxiu opened his eyes and felt that his whole head was a little numb. After a while, he regained consciousness. He sat up and asked, "How many more times do I need acupuncture?"

"There are three more times." Mao Zicheng took a pill and handed it to him and said, "Take it to drive away the heat in the body."

Fu Tingxiu took the medicine and swallowed it directly: "After three times of acupuncture, will I be able to remember the past?"

"I can't guarantee it." Mao Zicheng said conservatively: "I can only guarantee that after three times, the blood clots in your brain will be dispersed. This will be of great help to you in recovering your memory."

Just help, not eradicate.

Fu Tingxiu sat on the bed and was silent for a moment, with a gentle voice: "Actually...it doesn't matter."

Mao Zicheng nodded: "Actually, I also think that whether you think about it or not, it won't affect your current life."

"Can you cure Bubble's throat?"

This is what Fu Tingxiu cares about.

Mao Zicheng sighed and said, "Don't rush me. I'm also under a lot of pressure. I can only say that I'm [-]% sure."

Before, he wanted to give Paopao a hope, but Mao Zicheng did not tell the specific situation.

"Sixty percent." Fu Tingxiu frowned coldly: "For you, that's enough."

Mao Zicheng said quickly: "Hey, hey, don't have so much confidence in me. If you let that girl down, it will be a second blow."

"If you can't cure Bubbles, then no one can cure her." Fu Tingxiu tidied his clothes and got off the bed. His whole body was as straight as a pine and as pure as jade: "I believe in you."

Mao Zicheng: "..."

A lot of pressure.

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Fu Tingxiu returned to the bedroom. Meng Ning had already fallen asleep with Qingqing. Nannan slept with Meng's mother tonight. Meng Ning liked to smell the milky fragrance of the baby and touch the baby's fleshy little hands and feet, which was particularly satisfying.

Qingqing has white skin and delicate facial features, just like a doll.

Fu Tingxiu felt a sense of happiness in his heart when he saw the mother and daughter sleeping peacefully.

Family love really doesn't require any memory, it's engraved in genes.

Fu Tingxiu's body was covered in hot sweat. He had sweated a lot from acupuncture just now. He went to the bathroom to take a shower, carefully lifted the quilt, and lay down on his daughter's side.

The couple hugged their little daughter and fell asleep.

Qingqing and Nannan now take turns sleeping with Meng Ning and Fu Tingxiu. As for Paopao, she is eight years old and the eldest daughter avoids her father. She can be intimate no matter how close she is, but it is not suitable for her to sleep with her parents anymore.

Paopao was used to sleeping alone, and she didn't like to sleep in Meng Ning's bedroom.

Sometimes, Meng Ning would go to Paopao's room to sleep with her, and Paopao would tell her that she didn't need to put too much effort into leveling a bowl of water.

When Meng Ning heard Paopao say this for the first time, she was shocked and relieved. What was shocking was that such a young child could say such a thing. What was gratifying was that her Paopao had grown up and became sensible.

Qingqing was able to sleep through the night now. At dawn, Qingqing woke up on her own. She got up and fell on Fu Tingxiu's body. She scratched Fu Tingxiu's face and nose with her hands, trying to wake her father up.

When Fu Tingxiu woke up and saw his little daughter's round fleshy face, he would be in a good mood for the whole day.

When she saw her father waking up, Qingqing let out a happy "ah" sound. She held her father's face with her soft little hands. She was so excited that she put her little mouth over and gave him a smack.

Fu Tingxiu couldn't laugh or cry, his face was covered with saliva.

"Shh!" Fu Tingxiu raised his index finger to his lips and made a hushing gesture, signaling Qingqing to speak in a lower voice: "Baby, daddy is going to dress you. Let's not wake mommy up, okay?"

My daughter is just good, soft and fragrant, no matter how you look at it, you like her.

Fu Tingxiu got up carefully, changed Qingqing's diaper and clothes, and carried Qingqing out. All his movements were very gentle, just to avoid waking up the sleeping Meng Ning.

In fact, Meng Ning woke up early. When she heard the door closing, she opened her eyes, turned over, and went back to sleep happily.

The former Fu Tingxiu has returned.