ST3YC Chapter 105.2

It was as if they had already discussed the division of labor. You pack the pillows and quilts, I pack the clothes and daily necessities, and he goes to handle the formalities…

Watching everyone busying themselves, Qingqing’s only role was to sit quietly in the wheelchair and act as a mascot.

Oh, and it’s a mascot with the dinosaur stuffed animal in her arms.

This doll was brought by An Ran when she came here this morning, to comfort Qing Qing.

The effect is very good. Qingqing, who loves all things dinosaurs, can hold the doll and play quietly for most of the day.

The hospital here arranged an ambulance to take Qingqing to the provincial hospital, accompanied by Qingqing’s attending physician and the nurse.

As soon as the doctor got in the car, he immediately apologized. His words expressed the hope that Fu Heng and the others would not pursue the matter of Qingqing almost being killed, and he also offered compensation.

In fact, ordinary doctors don’t have to worry about so many things. What happens in the hospital is the hospital’s business and has little to do with doctors like them.

But who can blame this hospital for being run by the doctor’s family?

Yes, this is a private hospital.

Gu Lan got these gossips out of the nurse. This guy was just bored. Just because the nurse was always rude to him, Gu Lan always wanted to get close to her.

The excuse is: let her appreciate my beauty.

Really speaking, he is so beautiful. Fu Heng doesn’t know how a man can be so…

Forget it, he’s my own brother-in-law, some things are better left unsaid.

The ambulance roared away. At the hospital entrance, a tall man wearing a mask stood there silently and watched them leave.

Who knows how long it was before a hand suddenly patted the man’s shoulder.

“Brother, what are you still standing there for? Come over here and help move the things. A new batch of medical equipment has just arrived, and the girls can’t move it. We are the only two men among the volunteers, so we have to come.”

“Okay.” The man turned and walked into the hospital with his companion.

During the action, the bright red banner in front of them was particularly eye-catching: People’s Volunteers.

I hope you will have peace in your life, and I will continue to protect you silently.

***

In the provincial hospital, in Meng Zhe’s office.

Bai Qiyu and Fu Heng sat on the sofa, and both pairs of equally oppressive gazes fell on Meng Zhe.

Meng Zhe was under double the pressure and he didn’t know how many times he rolled his eyes in his heart.

He picked up the report on the table and handed a copy to Fu Heng and Bai Qiyu respectively.

The two contents are the same, there is no deviation problem.

“Gu Qingqing’s medical examination report is out. Her injuries are recovering well and she will be able to be discharged from the hospital in three days. As for her memory problems…” Meng Zhe frowned.

“Why, is it difficult to cure?” Fu Heng asked nervously.

Shaking his head, Meng Zhe rejected Fu Heng’s question. Looking at all the values on the checklist, he felt confused no matter how he looked at them.

“No, it’s not a question of whether it can be treated, but that the cause cannot be found.”

“Can’t find the cause of the disease?” Fu Heng and Bai Qiyu looked at each other, and an idea flashed through their minds tacitly.

They have to go and find out which master is effective.

After going through so many things, their materialistic worldview has long been shattered into pieces, and now it seems that they can only believe in idealism to survive.

“The report shows that all of Gu Qingqing’s data are normal, and her brain is not damaged in any way. Therefore, the cause of her amnesia is probably not physical, but mental.”

“When a person suddenly suffers a huge blow, or something too painful pushes their endurance to the limit, the brain will often choose to forcibly delete the memory that causes extreme discomfort to the host in order to protect itself.”

“Is there any possibility for my wife to recover her memory?” Fu Heng folded his hands nervously, waiting for the doctor’s verdict.

Fortunately, Meng Zhe did not directly give the death penalty: “This deletion may be permanent or temporary. The specific situation depends on the individual. However, according to previous medical records, most patients can eventually recover their memories.”

In other words, there is still hope for Qingqing to fully recover, but this hope is not certain to become a reality, so family members had better be mentally prepared for this.

Fu Heng understood this principle, and he had been preparing for this for more than half a month, so he was ready to bear any consequences.

The worst result would be having a giant baby daughter. It’s not like he can’t afford to raise her. At most he can just spoil her for the rest of her life.

After getting the diagnosis, there was no need for Fu Heng to stay in Meng Zhe’s office.

He was the first to say goodbye, then got up and left.

Bai Qi Yu also wanted to leave, but was stopped by Meng Zhe.

“Gu Qingqing and Qingqing, shouldn’t you give me an explanation?”

As the attending physician of Xiao Qingqing and Da Qingqing, he could see that the strange connection between the two was normal.

But Bai Qiyu had no intention of explaining to him: “Brother, it’s better to pretend you don’t know some things.”

He patted Meng Zhe’s shoulder and spoke meaningfully.

These words obviously meant nothing, but when they fell into the ears of Meng Zhe, who was prone to imaginative thinking, they made him shudder.

Did he know too much that he shouldn’t know?

He won’t be silenced, right?

Meng Zhe was frightened by his own imagination and couldn’t help but cover his mouth with a look of horror.

Too many series to think about.