Over Shoes,Over Boots

No matter what happens, no matter what her brain becomes, she is the woman she loves deeply.

Always!

Ozawa looked at the district less Chen so firm eyes, listening to his so sure tone, finally had to gently nod.

But he still couldn't believe it. He looked up at his mother on the bed and wiped the tears off his face with his little hand. Then he said, "good!"

When Qu Shaochen saw that his son was such a director, he breathed heavily in his heart. Then he stood up, turned his head and looked at the same red eyed mother Zhang. His voice was calm but low. "Mother Zhang, take Ozawa out to buy something to eat."

Of course, Zhang Ma knows the intention of Qu Shaochen, so she nods and leads Ozawa out.

Ozawa looks back at Mujing orange as she walks, and Mujing orange also looks at the little boy with a slight frown and red eyes. No matter what she thinks, she can't imagine that she has a son, but Ozawa's eyes are so sincere that she is unconsciously moved.

However, why she was moved, why she had a good feeling for this strange child, why she watched him cry, and why her heart would ache, she couldn't tell.

Until Ozawa and Zhang's mother disappeared and the ward suddenly became quiet, Mujing orange had to turn her eyes to the doctors and The man who called his wife.

But she just looked in the past, her eyes collided with the man. For a moment, she was nervous and dodged.

District Little Chen looking at her facial expression, in the heart faintly ache.

Amnesia is certain, but how much she lost, he did not know.

I can't help feeling empty.

"Do you feel uncomfortable?" District Little Chen walked to her past, the vision gentle looking at her eyes, "hungry?"

On his concerned eyes, Mu Jing orange's heart couldn't help but hurt for a while, but quickly dodged.

She didn't know what relationship she had with this man, and why he cared so much about himself. What's more, it was strange that he called his wife?

That boy just called her mom?

She's only twenty years old, and she's still a student. How could she get married and have a son?!

How strange!

Although I don't know why I was in the hospital, and I don't know why I was so seriously injured, now She was very scared and panicked, so she looked at the doctor like asking for help, "excuse me, where's my father?"

The brow of area little Chen can't help of a wrinkling, in the heart "clap Deng" a.

Her father?

Mu Changming died six years ago. How could she

Is her memory still six years ago?

Even earlier?

"Er..." Professor Zhang, who was questioned, turned to look at Qu Shaochen. Because he didn't understand the family relationship of Mu Jingcheng, he didn't dare to answer casually. However, with Mu Jingcheng's present look, the possibility of her amnesia has been confirmed.

However, the specific severity of the disease still needs to be diagnosed by psychiatrists and psychologists before it can be confirmed.

"Your father is busy. He can't come here for the time being." Qu Shaochen deceives her, but her eyes are still firm and gentle.

He doesn't know anything about the current Mujing orange. He doesn't even know what kind of memory it has in its brain.

When did it stop?

However, it is certain that in her present memory, there is no self, let alone Ozawa.

"I..." Mujing orange looked at the doctor again, turning a blind eye to the existence of Qu Shaochen, "how can I be here? Did you inform my family? "

Professor Zhang is asked this kind of question again, still some embarrassment of looking at the district little Chen.

District Little Chen looking at Mu Jing orange a face confused, and some nervous look, in the heart secretly sighed a tone, this just turned to see to Professor Zhang, "you go first!"

"Good!" Professor Zhang and others turned around and left.

"Meeting in 30 minutes!" The voice of area little Chen is faint, "psychology branch professor attends together!"

"I understand!" Professor Zhang nodded. She took a look at Mr. Mojing and said, "Mrs. District..."

"You go out first!" Qu Shaochen doesn't want to put too much pressure on Mu Jingcheng's heart, so as for Mrs. Qu, he hopes that he can tell her from his own mouth, and even if she is willing to accept it.

Looking at the doctors who can bring a sense of security to themselves, they are all driven out by Qu Shaochen, and Mu Jing orange is flustered.

But now she is seriously ill. She has no strength in her whole body, and even talks with great difficulty. Besides, Qu Shaochen doesn't look like a bad person, so she can only watch it change.

Finally, the ward was completely quiet.

Qu Shaochen looks at the extremely safe woman in the hospital bed. After breathing heavily, he walks to her. tqR1Maybe it's because of the terrible experience of hematemesis, or even the return of light, or maybe it's because she was declared a vegetable. At this moment, although she was weak, she was leaning on the head of the bed. Although she didn't look at herself, her eyes were no longer closed as tightly as before.

This For Qu Shaochen, it is the biggest reward.

At least she can see herself, at least she can live healthily.

At least She can also give herself unlimited opportunities.

Thinking of this, he walked to her in a good mood.

Although she doesn't know him yet, he believes She will fall in love with him again!

"We Do you know each other? " Qu Shaochen looks at her politely and gently as a stranger. In doing so, he did not want to give her any mental pressure except to let her off guard.

Amnesia doesn't exist for her.

At the moment, she is in the most normal state. She has no problem at all.

In order to let her adapt as soon as possible, Qu Shaochen would rather go back to N years ago with her.

"You..." Mr. Mu Jing orange looked at him. Of course, she noticed the injury on her leg and the bandaged head, so she had to guess, "hit me?"

If it's not a car accident, how can you hurt yourself like this?

If he is not the culprit, how can he be in his own ward?

About children, husband and so on, she would never believe it.

Unless She lost her memory.

But, how could it be?!

For the questioning of Mujing orange, Qu Shaochen has no choice but to frown. He doesn't deny it, but he doesn't admit it.

"Here, have a glass of warm water." Qu Shaochen holds the water cup and hands it to her. It may be because she is used to it, or it may be because she loves her so much. Instead of handing it to her like a stranger, she directly hands it to her mouth and wants to feed her.

Mu Jing orange can't help but withdraw for a moment, looking at the man in front of him alertly.