Song Yihuan sneered and then said sarcastically: "Of course I brought my child to see his father. Miss Gu, did you even drive the child out?"
Gu Rou'er was so angry that she gritted her teeth, but seeing Lu Huaijing's shocked look, she couldn't say these words directly.
She took a deep breath and then said: "Huai Jing's situation is not good now. Are you bringing Shi Jiu here to make the father and son turn against each other?"
But Song Yihuan didn't care at all. She no longer looked at Gu Rou'er, but turned to look at Lu Huaijing.
Chuchu said pitifully: "Ajing, Shijiu is my and your child. Look at him, Ajing, I know you have forgotten many things, but you can't deny your child..."
While talking, Song Yihuan also deliberately pushed the little guy.
"Shijiu, you don't need me as your father, but don't worry, Mommy will never let you live without a father!"
Shijiu was already sad, but when he heard this, he felt even sadder.
The little child cried so much that his face was filled with tears, his nose was red, and he kept sobbing:
"Daddy, it's all Shijiu's fault. Daddy, don't let me go...Daddy, Shijiu is really worried about you..."
The soft little ball made Lu Huaijing's heart uncontrollably ache. He tremblingly raised his big, well-joined hands and tried to stroke the little guy's head under Song Yihuan's expectant eyes.
But at this moment, Gu Rou'er couldn't help but accuse: "Huai Jing, Song Yihuan made you drunk before you had this child...you...don't you think about our child? But because of She and I just fell off the cliff, and our child is gone too!”
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His heart beat suddenly, and Lu Huaijing's hand hovered in the air.
He felt like his breathing was stagnant, and a pinprick-like pain shot through his entire brain.
"Ah Jing!"
"Huai Jing!"
Calling in unison, Lu Huaijing had already covered his head.
The pain like an electric shock instantly made him groan in pain.
The little guy in his arms panicked for a moment, and he immediately wanted to call the nurse, but at this moment, the door to the ward was suddenly opened.
Nan Yan walked in from outside, followed by a group of bodyguards and Zhou Ma.
"Kick out all the irrelevant people!"
With the order, except Xiao Naituanzi, even Song Yihuan was pushed out by the bodyguards.
Gu Rou'er was even more unwilling and shouted angrily: "Who are you? I am Huai Jing's wife, and you actually want to drive me away?"
"You know what you are."
Nan Yan replied with a cold voice, and took advantage of the situation to hug the sad little breast dumpling into her arms.
Gu Rouer was stunned and immediately looked at the man on the hospital bed.
Crying like a bitter trick: "Huai Jing, Huai Jing... help me quickly!"
However, the rich and handsome man already had too much time to take care of himself at the moment.
He clasped his temples with both hands, and the severe pain in his brain made the veins on his forehead pop, and his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
"Dad! Doctor Alina, please help dad, he looks so painful!"
Xiao Naituanzi cried out, and Nan Yan waved her hand.
The bodyguards took the yelling Da Gu Rouer away directly.
Nan Yan pulled out the silver needle and inserted it directly into the acupuncture point on the back of the man's head.
As if a switch had been turned off, Lu Huaijing trembled all over. The next second, he let go of his hand, closed his eyes, and fainted.
"Daddy!"
"gentlemen!"
The little girl rushed forward and held his hand with her small hands, her face full of worry.
Zhou Ma also had a serious expression.
"Doctor Alina, what happened to dad?"
His young handsome face was still stained with tears, and his big watery eyes were full of worry.
Nan Yan sighed and touched the little guy's head: "Don't worry, your dad just fainted. This is an acupuncture point that forces people to settle down. Your dad's will be fine, eh ?”
The little guy nodded slowly, but soon his eyes turned red again.
"B-but, daddy, it won't take long...wuwuwu..."
All the grievances and sadness poured out at this minute. Xiao Naituanzi cried so sadly that Nan Yan couldn't help but feel distressed.
Zhou's mother was even more sad. She rubbed the corners of her red eyes and said, "Young Master is really wronged. It's all my fault for letting that woman take you away..."
"Mother Zhou, it's not your fault."
Nan Yan said, hugging Shi Jiu into her arms and comforting her: "Don't be sad, Shi Jiu. Dad is just sick. It's not that he doesn't want Shi Jiu anymore, but he was too tired and forgot about you for a short time."
Nan Yan said, raising her hand to wipe away the tears on the little guy's face: "Shijiu, do you believe me?"
The little girl nodded with sobs, "But...but daddy...it was very uncomfortable just now..."
"You will feel uncomfortable when you are sick. You have experienced this before, right?" Nan Yan guided patiently.
The little guy gradually calmed down and nodded.
"It's because your father is sick, that's why you feel uncomfortable. Jijiu, don't listen to anyone, you will always be your father's... most precious child, and I will stay with you. Be good and stop crying." ."
The gentle comfort made Xiao Naituanzi stop crying.
Somehow, when Nan Yan looked at the red-eyed little guy in front of her, she felt as uncomfortable as a handful of broken glass.
However, due to expediency, Nan Yan could only tell Zhou Ma first:
"Aunt Zhou, please send the young master to Mr. Lu. Don't tell him what just happened. Just say that I will take care of him here."
Zhou Ma nodded, then picked up the little breast dumpling, turned around and walked out.
Nan Yan watched them leave, smiling and waving to the restless little guy until the moment the ward door closed.
At this time, Nan Yan and Lu Huaijing were the only two people left in the ward.
She turned around and saw the man on the bed with his eyes closed and a painful expression, and felt a stinging feeling in her heart.
"Lu Huaijing, what on earth are you doing..."
Nan Yan couldn't help but murmur to herself. She took out the silver needle from her pocket and pierced the acupuncture points on the man's head one by one.
Although she didn't know why he lost his memory, seeing Lu Huaijing in such pain, all she could do was to relieve his pain first.
After a few injections, Lu Huaijing's expression became noticeably more relaxed.
But the frown between his eyebrows could not be relaxed.
Nan Yan looked steadily at the man in front of her, and the past bits and pieces flashed through her mind.
A man who always wanted to be strong, a lonely and high-ranking king, has become like this.
Alone, miserable and frustrated.
She slowly stretched out her hand, wanting to hold the man's, but before she stretched it out, she hesitated.
At this moment, the ward door was suddenly opened.
Nan Yan retracted her hand like an electric shock, turned her head, and happened to see Si Muchen coming in a hurry with David.
The moment he saw Nan Yan, his expression changed from anxious to surprised.
"Gu... Doctor Alina, it's really great that you can come!"
