Chapter 877 My Ex-wife Is You (3)

"I heard that after a severe impact, people who have lost their memory will recover their memory, so after Wei Wei wakes up, can she recover her memory?" Zhao Jiale asked.

Dr. Shen shook his head: "It's only a one in a thousand chance."

"What about the remaining 99 per thousand?" Zhao Jiale asked.

"When she wakes up, she will still be the same."

Hearing this, Tang Ruochen stroked her bleeding wound: "Will the time for her to recover her memory be delayed?"

"Yes." Dr. Shen said.

"This...isn't a good thing...it's not a bad thing either." Zhao Jiale's words were a question, and the person asking was Tang Ruochen.

He glanced at Tang Ruochen, and saw that Tang Ruochen was standing beside Lan Weiwei like a statue, and he didn't look at anyone except her.

"Blame me, I shouldn't have confessed to her so early."

Dr. Shen glanced at Lan Weiwei who was lying on the bed and said, "Actually...she may have recovered her memory long ago, but she subconsciously doesn't want to think about that past."

Zhao Jiale agrees very much: "Yes, this is still Wei Wei's character. Maybe she has already remembered it, but she just doesn't want to think about it. Your words just pulled her into reality, so you don't have to blame yourself."

Tang Ruochen looked at Lan Weiwei and fell into self-blame. Why... even if he started over again, he would still hurt her. He thought that if he started over again this time, she would always be happy, but in the end he still hurt her. Why did he always hurt her? Will it hurt her?

He even began to doubt himself whether he could give her happiness.

Dr. Shen and Zhao Jiale looked at each other, and persuaded: "Actually... the harm is not necessarily caused by others, sometimes you will be hurt if you care too much about one person."

Just like Lan Weiwei... Tang Ruochen didn't bring her harm directly, but she cared too much about Tang Ruochen and indirectly hurt herself.

For example, Su Na, everyone could see that Tang Ruochen gave her one last chance for the sake of Su Na's parents, but he didn't love her.

But from Lan Weiwei's point of view, she felt in her heart that she was not worthy of Tang Ruochen, and even more that she was not worthy of Su Na's parents' kindness to the Tang family. In fact, she never knew that in Tang Ruochen's heart, she was more than everything everything of.

At this moment, he lost his usual arrogance, his unattainable aloofness, and all his arrogance. He was like an ordinary person in front of her. An ordinary man's confession to his woman, "Her hurt is all I brought it here, no matter what the reason is, I promised her that I would not let her suffer any more harm."

As soon as he finished speaking, no one noticed that Lan Weiwei's eyelashes trembled.

If Lan Weiwei hadn't had an accident again, if Lan Weiwei hadn't been lying unconscious on this bed...

Zhao Jiale had known him for more than ten years, and it was the first time he saw him completely collapsed, like an ordinary person... Here he said what he thought he would never say in his life.

With such a Tang Ruochen, even Dr. Shen was in a daze. His fragile side was always because of this woman.

In the next moment, Tang Ruochen returned to his usual expression, turned around and said, "When will she wake up?"

Dr. Shen pondered for a moment, then raised his head and said, "She won't be in a coma for too long, but... there is one more thing, I think... Even if I don't say it, you should have the answer in your heart. There is nothing wrong with her brain nerves. The bruising has also dissipated. As for the memory, if she doesn't want to remember it, no one can do anything about it. Even if ten years have passed, it is impossible for her to recover her memory. Instead of blindly helping her escape from reality, I think you can guide her appropriately. She, when you fell in love with her, you should know that she has a mental illness. "

(End of this chapter)

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