The CEO's 100 Billion Bride: The Secret War of the Rich

At four o'clock in the morning, the smell of disinfectant in the hospital corridor was particularly pungent. The lights in the operating room were still on, emitting a cold white light.

Huo Yanshen sat on the bench, his eyes never leaving the operating room door. Ten minutes ago, Su Wanwan's heartbeat stopped for a full forty seconds. That was the longest forty seconds he had ever experienced in his life.

"Mr. Huo." Lin Zhiqiang brought a cup of coffee, "You haven't slept for more than 20 hours."

Huo Yanshen took the coffee but didn't drink it. His eyes fell on his reflection in the cup - haggard and embarrassed, how could he still look like the CEO who was always in control of the situation?

"Have you found out anything?" he asked in a hoarse voice.

"The sniper was very professional and left no traces." Lin Zhiqiang said, "But..." He lowered his voice, "I found this at the scene."

An evidence bag was handed over, and inside was a blood-stained magnolia cufflink.

Huo Yanshen's pupils shrank. He was very familiar with this cufflink - he had found the same one at the scene of his father's car accident.

"Let Wang He check the origin of this cufflink."

"We're already investigating. But..." Lin Zhiqiang hesitated, "Wang He has lost contact. His apartment was ransacked, and all the data on his computer was deleted."

Another accident. Huo Yanshen's eyes gradually became sharp. What is hidden behind these coincidences?

At this moment, Zhang Lin walked over quickly: "I found something. I checked Lu Wei's recent call records. She frequently contacts a mysterious number. Although the number is encrypted, it has a characteristic - "

She handed over a communication record: "Each call lasted exactly three minutes. This is typical agent communication method."

“Can you track the other party’s location?”

"The signal was forwarded many times, so it was difficult to locate. But the last call was near the hospital."

Huo Yanshen's heart tightened. The enemy is nearby?

Just as I was thinking about it, the door of the operating room suddenly opened. The surgeon came out and took off his mask: "It's stable for now."

“How is she?”

"The multiple fractures have been basically fixed, and the brain congestion has been controlled. But..." The doctor looked solemn, "The patient suffered a severe concussion and may have memory problems after waking up. The specific situation will be known after she wakes up."

Huo Yan heaved a sigh of relief, but a new worry arose: "When will he wake up?"

“It’s hard to say. It could be a few hours, or it could be a few days. The most important thing now is to keep quiet and let your brain get enough rest.”

Just as the doctor finished speaking, a burst of urgent instrument alarms suddenly sounded in the ICU!

"Not good!" the doctor rushed in.

Huo Yanshen followed him into the ward, and the scene he saw made him feel heartbroken. The data from various instruments were fluctuating violently, and Su Wanwan was lying on the bed, twitching all over.

"The patient is having a seizure!" the nurse yelled, "Get ready!"

"Quick, give me diazepam!"

The doctor injected the medicine skillfully. After a few long minutes, Su Wanwan finally calmed down.

"How could this happen?" Huo Yanshen's voice trembled.

The doctor checked the vital signs and said: "It may be a complication caused by brain damage. We must do a CT scan immediately!"

Just as she was about to push the bed for examination, Su Wanwan suddenly opened her eyes weakly.

"Wanwan!" Huo Yanshen moved closer excitedly.

However, the next second, his heart sank to the bottom. Su Wanwan's eyes were empty and unfamiliar, as if she was looking at someone she had never met.

"Who...are you?" she asked weakly.

The doctor immediately checked her pupils: "Tell me, what do you remember?"

"I...I am a junior at Tsinghua University...This year is 2019..."

Huo Yanshen was struck by lightning. 2019? That was before they met!

"Typical retrograde amnesia," the doctor whispered, "Her memory stops at five years ago. She doesn't remember anything that happened during this period."

“Can it be restored?”

"It depends on the situation. Some patients may recover slowly, while others may never remember."

Huo Yanshen staggered back a step, as if someone had poured a basin of ice water over his head.

At this moment, his phone vibrated. It was a text message from an unfamiliar number:

"Memory is a wonderful thing. Some things are best never remembered. This is to save her. -Yulan"

Huo Yan clenched his fists, digging his nails deep into his palms. He finally understood - this car accident was not an accident at all, but a carefully designed trap. Someone wanted to make sure Su Wanwan forgot something, forgot that crucial night.

But why? What did she see?

Outside the ICU, Lin Zhiqiang was on the phone: "The plan went smoothly. Her memory is completely stuck in five years ago."

"Very good." A cold voice came from the other end of the phone, "Remember, the next 24 hours are critical. She'd better never think about those things. Otherwise..."

“Otherwise what?”

"Otherwise..." A meaningful chuckle came from the microphone, "she will just have to sleep forever."

Lin Zhiqiang put down the phone, cold sweat on his forehead. He looked at Huo Yanshen who was holding Su Wanwan's hand tightly in the ward, and his heart was filled with mixed feelings.

A hint of dawn appeared on the horizon. A new day had begun, but this morning light had a frightening bloody color...