The First Spoiled Marriage: Mr.Gu, No Way!

Feng Yan seemed to take a serious look at the people present, and his sight returned to Feng Yinian again.

"Read, I'm hungry."

He didn't call anyone, just like he knew only one person in the whole room.

Feng Yinian raised his eyes to meet his eyes and took a deep breath.

"You are Fengyan, Fengyan, remember?" she collected her sadness and whispered.

"Feng Yan, I remember." Feng Yan nodded.

Everyone heard right. He said "remember", not "I know".

So he really lost his memory, just willing to listen to the letter.

"Niannian, I'm hungry." before Feng Yinian thought about what to say next, Feng Yan's voice sounded again.

"OK, I see." she pursed her lips and gave him a positive answer.

"Second brother, please help ah Yan prepare something to eat." Feng Yinian glanced at Feng Jin and looked back at Feng Yan again.

"Ah Yan, this is the second brother. His name is Feng Jin. He is our second brother, you know?"

"Second brother." Feng Yan looked at Feng Jin and called softly.

Although he probably didn't remember Feng Jin, he was more serious when he called Feng Jin than when he talked to Feng Yinian.

The difference is very big, but most people can hear it.

"Yes." Feng Jin nodded and turned to take out her mobile phone.

"Ah Yan, this is Grandpa, our grandpa. If you think about it, can you remember?" looking at the old man, Feng Yinian was also distressed.

Third brother, grandpa is more distressed than anyone.

This feeling, Feng Yinian himself is experiencing, how can he not know grandpa's feeling?

"Grandpa." Feng Yan shouted respectfully.

Whether it is called Feng Yinian, Feng Jin, or even Feng Heng, Feng Yan seems to have the same emotion as before.

In other words, even if he really lost his memory, the feeling and attitude did not seem to have changed.

The old man nodded gently, and was willing to divert his eyes and look at the doctor headed by him.

"How is my ah Yan? I hope you can make the report as much as possible and have the best treatment plan."

"Yes, old man." the chief doctor immediately turned around, looked at the old man and said respectfully.

The other two doctors turned around, bent over and looked down at the old man.

"Sir, the situation of the third young master is a little special. We need to contact the best doctors in various disciplines and study together."

"Now he just woke up. It's not suitable for any examination and treatment. Please wait a little," the chief doctor continued.

"How long do you expect?" the old man asked faintly.

"This..." the doctor bowed his head and was embarrassed. "The exact plan should take at least five days."

"In these five days, we will contact several famous foreign experts for consultation, or more than five days."

"Two days." the old man's low voice sounded.

"Our family will go back by plane the morning after tomorrow. In two days, you will invite everyone who can come."

"Those who can't catch up, let them go directly to Yaocheng."

"It doesn't matter how much money. I want the best person and the best treatment."

"Yes, sir, I see." the doctor nodded like a chicken pecking rice.

The size of the air field in this ward may be beyond the imagination of those who didn't come in.