We are divorced ok? [Entertainment]

When I woke up again, there was a burning pain in my back, not only my back, but my whole body including my head.

Because of the anesthesia, he didn't even have the strength to sit up. The room was very dark, only the afterglow of the evening came in, and the warm golden light fell on his body, dispelling the cold around him.

Song Zhixi lay on the bed for a while, and after the anesthesia passed, he could barely move, but he could only move his fingers.

The wedding ring on his hand is still there.

So, what about Bai Jiuruo?

Just as he was thinking about this question, the door was opened, and a neatly dressed teenager walked in. The setting sun fell on his face, but it only cut half of the light.

The other half is all hidden in the dark.

"Are you okay, finally woke up."

If it wasn't for the kiss before, Zhou Han would definitely rush over to hug him, and ask how he is doing with concern, but now, he is not in this mood.

Song Zhixi remembered that this person was his company's young boss, Zhou Han, who had always liked him and wanted to tear him and Bai Jiuruo apart.

For this kind of person, he generally disdained to pay attention to it, so he didn't reply.

Seeing that he ignored him, Zhou Han became more determined to give up on him, and he didn't want to be humble anymore.

But if you should ask clearly, you still have to ask clearly, "Song Zhixi, what did you tell me before... What is it?"

"Since you love Bai Jiuruo, why bother to come all the way and make yourself like this?"

Song Zhixi couldn't understand what he was saying, he didn't even want to listen to him at all, "Go out, I don't want to see you."

"You..." Sure enough, it was so heartless.

The warm yellow ambiguous light gradually turned into a cooler tone, and the entire room was so dark that each other could not see each other's expressions clearly.

Song Zhixi still didn't want to talk to him, turned his head when he didn't leave, and cast his eyes on the dim night outside the window.

"Row."

Zhou Han was about to turn around and leave when another white figure came in at the door.

When Bai Jiuruo saw Zhou Han, he ignored him, and trotted directly to Song Zhixi's bedside, "Xi, you're awake, I'm so worried about you~"

Song Zhixi raised his hand to touch his head with difficulty, and said softly, "I'm fine."

"I'm sorry, I didn't know you were injured so badly... You can see that you are still moving around, put your hands away and don't touch them."

"It's okay, the hand here is far away from the wound, so it won't be pulled."

Zhou Han felt that he was looking for a crime. Seeing this pair of scumbags giving him dog food, he wanted to leave, but he couldn't help but turn around and expose Bai Jiuruo, "Song Zhixi, do you know that he is carrying a lot of money? Are you hanging out with someone else?"

As soon as the words fell, Bai Jiuruo quickly explained, "No, he..."

But Song Zhixi didn't give him a chance to explain, instead he looked at Zhou Han, "I know."

He remembered that his wife ran away with a man named Guan Shutong. He came here this time to chase him back. Even if he has someone else in his heart, he will never let go.

Zhou Han didn't expect Song Zhixi to know about Bai Jiuruo and Wu Chen, shouldn't he be the most concerned about this, and he would be indifferent?

The same is true for Bai Jiuruo, knowing that there is another person in his heart, he doesn't mind at all.

These two are a perfect match.

The last glimmer of hope in Zhou Han's heart was also shattered. He didn't want to say anything anymore, and he didn't want to see the two of them, so he walked out of the ward.

Song Zhixi is a complete scumbag, before, and now even more.

He used to be scum, but he wasn't so disgusting, but now, not only Bai Jiuruo disgusted him, but Song Zhixi also disgusted him.

The double nausea made him bend down and retch painfully, and then desperately held back to find a bathroom, and vomited out all the food he ate in the afternoon.

After vomiting, I felt much better. I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror and fell into deep thought.

It seems that something is wrong again, but I can't say what is wrong.

While he was in a daze, a black figure suddenly appeared in the mirror. It was a bit scary in the empty bathroom, and Zhou Han was really startled.

He turned around suddenly, and saw Wu Chen standing behind him with a strange smile.

The instinctive reaction was to run. The evil spirit emanating from this person was too strong, giving people a very dangerous illusion.

Seeing him running, Wu Chen quickly grabbed him, and slowed down his tone, "Why are you cowardly, will you bully the weak and be afraid of the strong?"

Zhou Han is not bullying, he will fight anyone even if he knows he can't beat the opponent, but for Wu Chen, he just doesn't want to have anything to do with this person.

"Why are you dragging me? I have no money and no sex. Is it not something you can fall in love with?"

"You know that you have no money and no sex, I just look down on you, just go with me somewhere." After finishing speaking, he dragged him to other places involuntarily.

"What are you going to do?" Zhou Han felt that it was a bit stupid to go with him, mainly because this person had too many bad ideas and he couldn't be trusted at all.

"I want to tell you something." Wu Chen paused, "About Song Zhixi, he has memory problems."

"memory?"

"Yeah." Wu Chen dragged him into the elevator and pressed the button for the top floor, which was the floor where Song Zhixi's attending physician was.

"You don't know how to go to the doctor and ask him where the injury is. It's really heartbreaking."

Yes, I forgot to ask.

The main reason is that as soon as he woke up, he saw him kissing someone else, and being so stimulated by Bai Jiuruo, he completely forgot about it.

The question is, why is Wu Chen so kind?

"What is your purpose?"

When the elevator reached the top floor, Wu Chen was not afraid of him running away, so he let him go, "I don't want the two of them to be together."

"You don't really like Bai Jiuruo, do you?"

Wu Chen smiled slightly, "So what?"

"Really?" Zhou Han's face was full of disbelief, why did this guy mutate?

While the two were talking, they came to an office. Wu Chen tapped on the door and asked in a low voice, "Hi, may I come in?"

"Please come in."

Wu Chen pushed open the door and led Zhou Han in. Inside was an old gray-haired doctor. Seeing that the two came in, it was clear what they were asking, so he gave a gesture of invitation and asked them to sit at their own table. forward.

Then he took out another folder, slowly took out some documents from it, and handed them, "Patient's injury report."

Zhou Han didn't care about being polite and impolite, so he snatched it up and saw that there were a bunch of medical terms on it that he couldn't understand. Congested lumps.

He knows the laceration, what is the bruise?

"Bump?" He looked up at the old doctor in front of him.

"Temporarily, this self will gradually get better."

"Does that matter?"

"It will have a certain impact, but not much." The doctor took out another intracranial film of Song Zhixi, pointed to the tumor inside and said, "Because it gathers in the hippocampus, it will affect memory."

(I don't have any common medical knowledge, so please take a look and don't argue, it's just spreading dog's blood anyway)

"Memory..." No wonder he was so abnormal.

"Then when will it be better?" Zhou Han asked again.

"This is uncertain, half a year or a year, or longer."

"Half a year?!" Zhou Han didn't expect it to be so long, "Can it be taken out by a craniotomy?"

"It is not recommended. This kind of tumor that can go away by itself is unnecessary. The success rate is too low, and it will easily cause other brain damage to the patient."

Hearing what the doctor said, Zhou Han instantly gave up the idea.

He was silent, but he heard Wu Chen ask, "Can you tell him directly what he forgot?"

This question gets to the point, and this is what the doctor just wanted to say,

"No."

"This is pathological memory loss or disorder, not psychological. Even if you tell him, he won't be able to remember it. It will also cause a psychological burden on the patient, and he will think that you are deceiving him."

"If more people tell him the truth, won't he believe it?" Wu Chen asked again.

"That depends on whether he is willing to believe those people, but I advise you, before he recovers from his injuries, don't provoke him, try to follow him as much as possible, and don't mention memories to him."

The doctor brought over his second injury report, "Just now, his wound opened and he was stitched up again. He had 84 stitches for such a long wound. Even if he was anesthetized, it would be unbearable pain when the anesthesia passed, so I suggest that since you are the patient’s relatives or friends, for his own good, don’t make the wound open and suture again and again, for us to suture it is a kind of excessive workload, and it is also a kind of torture for the patient.”

The more Zhou Han listened, the more uncomfortable he became, "Then does he have internal injuries or... organ injuries?"

"There is no internal injury, but the kidney..."

"Did he hurt his kidney?!" Zhou Han exclaimed, forgetting to control the volume.

Wu Chen glanced at him inadvertently, with complicated eyes.

"No, no, no, no." The old doctor didn't quite understand why he cared so much about the kidneys, and explained to him in a straight-forward manner, "As we all know, our kidneys are located in the lower back, and his injury came from the shoulder. It was scratched diagonally to the lower part of the lower back, if the wound hadn’t become shallower at the bottom, it had only scratched the outer membrane of the kidney without piercing the kidney, otherwise it might have caused permanent renal failure.”

"...Fortunately." Zhou Han heaved a sigh of relief, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems that his kidney has nothing to do with him in the future.

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