Interstellar Most Wanted

With a bruised nose and a swollen face, Wei Xiaole got into the taxi without saying a word. "Sir, where are you going?"

"gentlemen?"

"Hospital."

Celestine tore open the collar of her shirt.

"Who said you went to the hospital?" Wei Xiaole covered the corners of his bruised eyes and glared at Celestine, then said to the driver, "Go to Kanter Street

"Go to the hospital."

"Cantor Street."

"Hospital."

The two were arguing with each other, the driver finally couldn't listen anymore, turned around and asked where they were going again, Wei Xiaole didn't wait for Celestine to speak, and immediately scrambled: "Kanter leads the way." street."

Celestine was silent this time.

The driver glanced at Wei Xiaole, and then observed the expression of Celestine who was sitting next to him. Seeing that the two finally stopped arguing, he was relieved and drove away from the bar.

Not long after the car drove out, Wei Xiaole suddenly remembered that he came by car, and the car was parked on the street opposite the bar. "That...you should send us back."

"Sir, you're not kidding me, are you?"

"I'm not kidding you, it's just that I suddenly remembered that I also drove here."

"Do you really want to go back?"

Wei Xiaole thought about it, then turned to look at the silent man beside him: "Are you not injured?"

"I saved you." Celestine looked forward and said, "You still want me to be your driver?"

Wei Xiaole hesitated for a few seconds before saying, "That car...is yours."

A strange light flashed in her black eyes, Celestine turned her head to look at Wei Xiaole, with no expression on her face: "You know how to make the best use of everything."

"My car broke down two days ago, and I haven't had time to fix it. Then I realized that there are still a few cars in the garage. You don't need them anyway, so I took them to drive... No, I'm also half the owner of the house anyway, It’s okay to go out in a car, right? Why are you talking so badly?”

"Ugly? Is this ugly?"

"So you mean you want to say something even worse? Well, take advantage of the opportunity now, tell me, I'll listen." "Idiot."

After Celestine finished speaking, she began to sit in the car with her eyes closed.

Wei Xiaole was so pissed off, not only her lungs hurt, but she felt uncomfortable everywhere, especially when she was in the same car with Celestine.

But tonight, Celestine saved her. Even if it wasn't because of the relationship between husband and wife, I have to thank him just for escaping from death... Suppressing her anger, Wei Xiaole glared at Celestine. After one glance, he also sat in the car without making a sound.

"Sir, do you want to drive back?"

Seizing the opportunity, the driver asked again, but Wei Xiaole slammed him to make fun of him. After thinking about it, he still went to the original destination and drove them to Cantor Street.

Five in the morning.

Cantor Street.

As soon as the clinic opened, someone came in. Without looking back, Chris asked the patients to sit down for a while, then continued to tie up the garbage bags in the bucket, sorted them one by one, and took them out.

It was Celestine and Wei Xiaole standing at the door.

"Xiao Le...Your Highness, Your Highness?" Just as he was about to greet Wei Xiaole, Chris found Celestine standing behind him again. Putting the trash bag aside, he stepped forward two steps and bowed to Celestine in salute: "Your Highness."

Celestine frowned slightly: "I know you?"

Chris was stunned for a moment, and looked at Wei Xiaole involuntarily.

"Don't worry about him, let me look at his face first." Wei Xiaole waved his hand, passed by Chris and whispered: "He doesn't even remember me, let alone you."

Chris was surprised and couldn't recover for a long time.

"Doctor Chris, I won't be disfigured, will I?" Wei Xiaole yelled while sitting in Chris' consulting room.

"Here we come." Chris responded, and bowed to Celestine in front of him before turning his head and rushing back to the consulting room to see Wei Xiaole's face.

Celestine squinted her eyes, said nothing, and found a random place in the lobby to sit down and rest.

After observing the movement outside, Chris used alcohol cotton to disinfect the wound on Wei Xiaole's face, and asked him in a low voice, "Your Highness really doesn't remember you?"

"How can I lie to you about this kind of thing?" Wei Xiaole grunted, and then glanced at Celestine who was sitting outside, a little loss was fleeting in his eyes, Wei Xiaole smiled, retracted The line of sight continued to allow Chris to help him deal with the wound: "But then again

Come back, I won't be really disfigured, will I? "

"Don't worry, this little injury won't disfigure you, and you'll be fine after recuperating for a month at most."

"A few months? There is no special ointment, and it can be recovered after two or three days?"

"How can there be such a good thing?" After sterilizing Wei Xiaole's wound, he applied medicine. Chris was very careful: "Why, are you afraid that Neil will see it? If you were afraid, why did you go early?" , I am so grown up and still fight with others, I really don't know the seriousness."

Wei Xiaole retorted: "I need it for work, not for a fight."

"All right, all right, you're always right. I've known you for more than five years, how can I ever tell you better?" Chris said while applying the medicine, "But Xiao Le, Your Highness... there is something I haven't told you all this time. , about His Highness."

"You also know that he is going to marry Xiaosan?"

"What and what, I'm talking about His Highness losing his memory."

"Wait." Hearing this, Wei Xiaole frowned, raised his hand to block Chris's hand applying the medicine, and turned his head to look at Silas outside the door.

Ting glanced at Chris, and then looked at Chris with a serious face, and said: "I thought Celestine was weird five years ago, but at that time Neil was about to give birth, and I didn't have the energy to understand it. The situation... So, you know the truth?"

Chris hesitated for a moment, and finally nodded: "I know some things, but when His Royal Highness came to see me for a doctor, he repeatedly told him not to disclose his condition, especially to you... That's why I didn't say anything .At first, I thought that all this would pass, but I didn’t expect that what should come still came.”

After hearing this, Wei Xiaole was silent for a while, suppressed the ups and downs in his heart as much as possible, and pretended to be calm: "Is it because of...the incident with Ron?"

Chris nodded: "I'm afraid so."

"Then is there any solution?"

"I have been studying this problem for five years, and the results are still there, but..."

"Just what?"

Chris made a 'hush' motion, then pointed outside, signaling to him that Celestine was still outside.

Wei Xiaole nodded, and then deliberately raised his voice: "What?! Need stitches? Then I will be really disfigured?! No, no, I won't stitch, absolutely not!"

"Just a few stitches, sew it up quickly, if you don't sew it up, I won't be responsible for it." Chris immediately realized that Wei Xiaole was acting, so he stood up and closed the door: "Well, I promise to sew it up for you." Better, I can recover faster in the future." "It still doesn't work, how can I go out to meet people after the stitches?"

"I said I'll sew it up for you, but you still don't believe in my skills?"

After closing the door, Chris hurried to the nearby laboratory and took out a tube of reagents. Seeing this, Wei Xiaole became nervous, and straightened his back and waited for Chris to bring the reagents over.

"This is the result of my research." Chris sat down in front of Wei Xiaole, and whispered: "It can effectively repair the damaged brain, and of course, it also includes the memory in the brain."

Wei Xiaole took it and looked at it carefully, half-believed: "You said this green paint-like water can restore Celestine's memory?" "I have studied for five years to find such a small tube, you don't believe me?"

"It's not that I don't believe it... Are you sure it will work?"

"Well...there's no clinical trial yet, so I don't know what the results will be."

Wei Xiaole's eyes stood up when he heard it: "You dare to say that it can repair Celestine's brain without trying it? I see your age

It's not very big, why did you get old and confused so quickly?Is Celestine a normal person?Can something that has not been successfully clinically tested be used on him casually? "

Chris spread his hands: "I haven't met a second patient with the same situation as His Highness."

"I think you are really old and confused." Wei Xiaole returned the reagent plug to Chris: "Why don't you find someone who has lost his memory to try it...for example, someone suffering from Alzheimer's?"

"Can dementia be the same as His Highness's?"

"Then what?!"

Chris frowned and considered for a moment, then looked at Wei Xiaole helplessly and said, "Let me ask you, do you still want His Highness to remember you and what happened to you before?"

"Nonsense." Wei Xiaole's voice suddenly rose, startling himself, and after he realized it, he quickly raised his voice again.

Lowering his voice, he leaned closer to Chris's ear and said, "Of course I want him to recover his memory soon, but this thing of yours is a three-no product, in case you mutilate someone and kill him... Do you think I dare to try?"

Chris nodded, took the reagent and stood up.

Seeing this, Wei Xiaole immediately pulled him back: "What are you doing?"

"I prepared this thing specially for Your Highness. Since you say you won't try it, then I'll destroy it. Without it, everything will be gone.

It is. ”

"and many more!"

"Why, aren't you afraid of maiming your highness to death?"

"Chris, let me ask you, are you really kidding me?"

Chris gestures to leave.

Wei Xiaole quickly pulled him back, snatched the reagent from his hand and said, "You have to tell me what are the side effects."

"It's hard to say. After all, no clinical trials have been conducted, but I am very confident in the drug I have developed..." Seeing Wei Xiaole looking at him with a dubious expression on his face, Chris also said more, and returned to the The topic said: "I can't guarantee the sequelae, but I can tell you that this medicine has no harm to the human body, at most..."

"At most what?"

"At best, it has no effect on him or washes out another part of the memory... that's about it."

"Probably so?"

"Otherwise, what else do you want to do, really want to mutilate him to death?"

Wei Xiaole glared at Chris with pursed lips, stuffed the reagents into the inner pocket of his coat and walked towards the door.

Chris frowned and said, "You didn't deal with the injury on your face?"

"Anyway, it will be fine in ten days and half a month, so why bother? By the way, you have to keep the matter a secret for me, or something will happen... You gave me the medicine, so I have to hold you back." Use it as a backstop."

"Why don't you just give it to me?"

"Accounting for medical expenses."

"Xiao Le..."

Wei Xiaole raised his hand and waved, opened the door of the consulting room and walked out. On the bench in the lobby, he saw Celestine resting with his eyes closed. Seeing his calm appearance, he didn't seem to pay attention to what happened inside just now.

"gone."

"If you don't want to leave, can I go by myself?" Wei Xiaole stretched out his hand and pushed Celestine, "I know you're not asleep, don't pretend..." Before he finished speaking, Wei Xiaole saw Celestine Steen opened his eyes tiredly, with some bloodshot eyes, he really looked like he was sleeping, not pretending to lie to him...

Swallowing his saliva, Wei Xiaole immediately withdrew Celestine's hand, sniffed and said, "You...are you really asleep?" Silas narrowed his eyes and said nothing.

Wei Xiaole felt hairy all over when he looked at him, and said again: "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"