Play coquettish with Joe

Chapter 9117 The family will always be reunited (14)

Unfortunately, his brother doesn't remember him either.

He held out his hand to his brother, but the brother did not accept it and took a step back.

At this moment, Qiao Zhixing was surrounded by a huge feeling of powerlessness. His dearest brother, the brother he was proud of, stood opposite him, but they didn't know each other at all.

Just when Qiao Chengfan turned around and wanted to leave, Tudou bit the hem of Qiao Chengfan's trousers and made a "ouch" sound, with pitiful splashes in his eyes.

Tudou looked at Qiao Chengfan with a pair of eager eyes, his little tail wagging back and forth.

It gently bit Qiao Chengfan's pants and refused to let go.

Qiao Chengfan lowered his head and looked at the puppy.

"Ahhh!" Potato barked at him again, wagging his tail even more happily.

However, there was not much movement on Qiao Chengfan's face.

After a while, Qiao Chengfan tried to pull out his trousers, but Tudou refused to let go.

In the end, Qiao Zhixing picked it up from the ground. It was still moving its little paws restlessly, staring at Qiao Chengfan with its eyes, and kept calling.

"Brother, it's Tudou, the puppy you raised when you were in the capital. You abandoned it for many years."

"It is very humane. After you disappeared, it ran out of the house to find you...but it...is just a puppy after all, and can't do anything."

"It almost got lost. Later, my mother kept it. This is the only little pet you left. My mother is very good to it. She may... put all her feelings for you on the potato. ”

"We have missed you for so many years...brother!"

Before Qiao Zhixing finished speaking, Qiao Chengfan strode forward without looking back.

Soon, Qiao Chengfan's figure disappeared from his pupils.

In an instant, Qiao Zhixing understood something.

My brother has lost his memory. When a person who has lost his memory hears him say these words, it is like listening to a story that has nothing to do with him. No matter how sincere the story is, it has nothing to do with him.

Qiao Zhixing is a brain doctor, and he knows very well that his brother really doesn't recognize him.

But my brother is still alive!

Qiao Zhixing's eyes suddenly filled with water as he watched Qiao Chengfan disappear from his eyes.

"Tudou, you also saw it...he is really my brother."

Tudou screamed in pain several times and kept struggling in Qiao Zhixing's arms, trying to chase him out.

But Qiao Zhixing held it down to prevent it from running away.

Tudou's screams became more and more uncomfortable, as if they were tearing at Qiao Zhixing's heart and lungs, tearing open wounds one after another until blood dripped from them.

Qiao Chengfan returned to his apartment.

Pushing open the apartment door, he couldn't help but light a cigarette.

He was sitting on the sofa on the balcony of the apartment, with no expression on his cold features, only paleness.

After coming to New York, he no longer smoked, but today, this intense and turbulent emotion surrounded him, trapping him in an emotional vortex from which he could not escape.

Qiao Chengfan frowned deeply, and in front of him was Qiao Zhixing's face that looked very similar to his.

Qiao Zhixing...

Qiao Zhixing...

The name lingered in his heart, lingering, but for him, it could not stir up any waves of emotion.

Qiao Zhixing said that he was his biological brother, that is, the younger brother from the same father and mother.

But he couldn't remember the name of a relative.

He is like a useless waste, wandering the streets of New York, losing touch with everything in the world, and like a kite with a broken string, floating around.

Qiao Chengfan took a long drag on his cigarette, and his side face was gradually enveloped in blue-white smoke, leaving only sharp outlines.

The ground was covered with cigarette butts, and the balcony was filled with the smell of cigarette smoke. The sky is far away, and when you look around, you can see that the distance is still vast and vast, and the sky is clear.

……

After meeting Qiao Chengfan, Qiao Zhixing returned to the hospital.

During this time, he was doing clinical experiments with Professor Crutcher in New York and rarely returned to Harvard.

"Senior brother, this set of data was written backwards." Feifei, a junior sister in the group, reminded him, "Senior brother, this is the third set of data you wrote incorrectly today."

Qiao Zhixing glanced at the report and nodded: "Sorry."

Feifei felt strange. Normally, a senior would never make such a mistake. Qiao Zhixing was the most rigorous scholar in the group and was deeply appreciated by the professor.

Could it be that... you're in love?

"Senior brother, we need a set of drug research and development reports here." Feifei showed him another document, "How about I go back to the school in the afternoon and ask the pharmacy team to do it?"

"sorry to bother you."

"Brother, what's wrong with you?"

"nothing."

"Senior brother, what happened to your face and neck? Did you fall?"

"Well, I accidentally dropped it."

"Brother, can I give you some medicine? You may not be able to reach the back of your neck."

"No, thank you."

After saying that, Qiao Zhixing strode out of the laboratory.

Qiao Zhixing came to his office. After sorting out today's experimental report, he began to read a large number of scientific research papers on the brain's neural memory.

Most of the time, he is responsible for treatment, not rehabilitation. Memory and nerve recovery are often not related to the level of medical skills.

Qiao Zhixing did not disturb Qiao Chengfan's life anymore, but had a private phone call with his father.

It turns out that my father really knows everything.

My father even went to Xuanzhou and knew about the girl named Xiao Shisi.

Qiao Zhixing no longer bothered Xiao Sisi. He vaguely learned that Xiao Sisi had a tragic life experience. The little boy named Donald was the child she gave birth to after suffering a huge misfortune. It was a wound that should not be opened. .

Xiao Sisi is hiding from his brother in China and doesn't seem to want to have too much contact with him. He wants to stay abroad and live alone with Donald.

His father didn't say much, but Qiao Zhixing knew that he was no longer a child.

The father chose to leave his brother a space of his own, so he should do the same.

Qiao Zhixing began to read various latest papers and began to try to touch upon areas he did not know.

While he was looking at the paper, Qiao Zhixing's cell phone rang.

Brother-in-law? Ji Changmuke rarely called him in person.

Qiao Zhixing picked up: "Brother-in-law."

"Well, I just put your sister and Xiao Huaihuai to sleep. I came out to give you a call."

"Brother-in-law, have you been busy recently?"

"I haven't had much official business recently, and I haven't been traveling much." Ji Changmu said in a calm voice, "Your piece of land has been consolidated. Bi Hang happens to be free, so leave it all to him."

"Thank you for your hard work, brother-in-law, for still thinking about me despite your busy schedule."

"How dare I not miss you?"

Normally, Qiao Zhixing would have joked with Ji Changmu, but today, after Ji Changmu finished speaking, he fell into a long silence.

Qiao Zhixing lowered his head, his eyes still falling on the computer screen in front of him. The screen was densely packed with English documents.

(End of this chapter)