"What do you think?"
Zhou Shilin's eyes were deep and devoid of any warmth.
"Even if I forget her temporarily, she is still my wife. As for you..."
He looked at Meng Weiyi carefully and closed his eyes indifferently: "Go away, you are not needed here."
Meng Weiyi's eyes suddenly turned red, she sniffed aggrievedly, and sobbed: "But how can you do it alone? Just let me stay and take care of you. I'm really worried about you."
"Need not."
Zhou Shilin's tone already showed annoyance: "Wen Qian will take care of me."
"Can……"
Meng Weiyi wanted to say something more, but Zhou Shilin's expression was already displeased. She knew Zhou Shilin's uncompromising temper, and she didn't dare to stay and annoy him, so she left unwillingly with red eyes.
This way.
Wen Qian was sitting alone in the hospital corridor.
The dim light shone brightly on her body, making her look particularly lonely.
Du Chunfeng watched silently for a while, then walked over and sat on the bench together.
"Sister, think about it. Even if Xiao Zhou forgets you temporarily, there will always be a day when he thinks of you. What's more, you are husband and wife. This is a fact that can never be changed. But you have to be careful about that Meng Weiyi. I think that woman I have no good intentions, I am secretly thinking about Xiao Zhou."
Wen Qian understood Meng Weiyi's little thoughts.
The fact that she has not successfully married Zhou Shilin for so many years only shows that Zhou Shilin has no love for Meng Weiyi at all. In the past, she was not worried at all that Meng Weiyi could snatch Zhou Shilin away from her.
Now……
She didn't dare to say such big words.
Because Zhou Shilin has lost his memory. Zhou Shilin who has lost his memory is no longer the man who loves her, loves her, and cares about her. If his memory is delayed, what should she do?
Make him fall in love with you again?
Thinking of Zhou Shilin's indifferent and distant look, Wen Qian felt a little frustrated.
She let out a long sigh: "Sister-in-law, I know you are doing it for my own good. Don't worry, I'm very strong and won't be hurt that easily. No matter what happens, as long as he is safe and sound."
The night is getting darker.
Du Chunfeng had left long ago. Wen Qian sat on the bench for a while, then slowly got up and walked back to the ward step by step.
In the ward.
Zhou Shilin fell asleep. After all, he was injured. His iron body couldn't bear it. Wen Qian sat down and looked at the sleeping man dreamily. Only at this time could he lie to herself. He was still the same as before. That him.
I do not know how long it has been.
Wen Qian finally couldn't hold it any longer and fell asleep beside the hospital bed.
In the darkness, Zhou Shilin slowly opened his eyes, and a pair of deep black eyes flashed with a strange light. Meng Weiyi said that this woman named Wen Qian relied on her through dishonorable means and forced herself to marry her. Du Chunfeng said He and Wen Qian are in love as a couple.
And Wen Qian.
The look in her eyes was full of affection.
so……
Who should he trust?
The night passed quickly.
The first ray of sunshine in the morning shines into the ward.
Wen Qian opened her eyes, turned over unconsciously, and then met a pair of cold eyes. At the moment, those eyes were suppressing something, staring at herself darkly, as if they were hiding a thousand words.
Eyes facing each other.
Time is frozen.
For a moment, she felt that Zhou Shilin had regained his memory, but the next second, the man with handsome features said a few words forcefully: "Get down when you wake up. You pressed me so hard that my arms were numb."
Wen Qian: "..."
Only then did she realize that she had fallen asleep on the bed without knowing it, and she was resting her head on Zhou Shilin's arm. No wonder she felt like she was sleeping soundly, but Zhou Shilin, the patient, was squeezed to the edge of the bed and pressed against the edge of the bed aggrievedly. .
Suddenly I felt like laughing.
Wen Qian didn't care about Zhou Shilin's cold attitude. She sat up from the bed as usual and tidied up the hospital gown that was wrinkled by her.
"If you are cruel to me now, I will punish you by kneeling on the washboard when you regain your memory."
She whispered and went to the water room to fetch water to wash up, leaving Captain Zhou with a black streak on his head.
What does kneeling on the washboard mean?
How could he be so spineless in front of his wife?
After returning from the water room, Wen Qian didn't even look at Zhou Shilin. She took her lunch box to the canteen to buy food. As for whether Captain Zhou needed to solve his physical problems, he would just hold it in for now.
Looking at that graceful back.
Zhou Shilin clicked his tongue. This woman was not tall, but had a quite bad temper. She couldn't have been spoiled by her, right?
He frowned and thought about it for a while, but still couldn't remember anything. Every bit of Wen Qian seemed to have disappeared from his mind, and he couldn't remember anything.
Just wait.
Maybe I'll remember it soon.
If he really can't remember it, he will take his own responsibility.
While she was lost in thought, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open from the outside. Meng Weiyi and Tingting walked in with a thermos bucket in her hand.
"Ah Shi, I thought you were still resting."
She put down the thermos bucket and smiled softly: "I specially made pigeon soup. You are still weak now. This is the most nourishing food. I specially put in several medicinal herbs, which will be good for your injury."
As he spoke, he poured a bowl of chicken soup and held it in front of Zhou Shilin.
"Don't move, I'll feed you."
"I hurt my head, not my hand."
Zhou Shilin's voice was light, and even though he was lying on the hospital bed with gauze wrapped around his head, his momentum was still not reduced by half. Meng Weiyi's heart was pounding wildly, and she lost some control when she was excited.
He scooped a spoonful of soup directly to Zhou Shilin's mouth.
What a coincidence.
Wen Qian suddenly walked in. Seeing the dazzling scene in the ward, she felt a surge of anger in her heart. She walked up to Meng Weiyi and snatched the spoon from her hand.
Suddenly, the soup spilled all over the floor.
"What are you doing!"
Meng Weiyi was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she screamed and hid beside Zhou Shilin. Her delicate and frail appearance looked particularly disgusting, and Wen Qian was indeed disgusted.
It's already upsetting enough.
There were actually people rushing to add fuel to the fire. Wen Qian didn't know where the strength came from, so she stretched out her hand and pulled Meng Weiyi aside, pointed at her nose and cursed.
"If I call you Sister Meng, you are really treating yourself like an onion."
"Do you understand that there are differences between men and women? I didn't care about the nonsense you said last night because I was generous. Instead, I let you get into trouble with me. Zhou Shilin is my man, and it's not your turn yet. Be attentive!”
"Don't you only have Zhou Shixiao in your heart?"
"Now are you looking at last week's Shi Lin again? Are all men in the world dead or you can't marry anymore, so you have to find a man in the Zhou family? With your little thoughts, Brother Lin has already told me, If he could like you, why would you wait until now? A twenty-five-year-old old girl!"
"you!"
Meng Weiyi never expected that Wen Qian would suddenly get angry.
What made her even more sad was that Zhou Shilin actually told Wen Qian everything, and said that he didn't like her, so who could he like, a loser like Wen Qian?
In what way am I no better than Wen Qian!
Meng Weiyi, who claimed to be the emperor's daughter, was greatly shocked. She looked at Zhou Shilin with tears in her eyes and choked up: "Ah Shi, you and I have grown up together, but you just watched Wen Qian bully me. ?"
Zhou Shilin didn't have time to speak.
Wen Qian turned her fingertips and pointed the spearhead directly at him, with a crackling sound.
"Captain Zhou, you are such a good person. Don't you know who you are? You are a married man. Being too close to another woman is unruly. You love soup so much. I will give you three meals a day tomorrow." Eat soup!”
Zhou Shilin: "..."
His wife turned out to be a little pepper.
"I didn't drink."
After a pause, the man's low, hoarse voice sounded.
Wen Qian was still suffocating in her heart, and her gleaming eyes scanned his lips like a radar. She made sure that there was no trace of chicken soup left before snorting softly.
"You know the truth."
Then, she turned to look at Meng Weiyi, raised her eyebrows and sneered: "Why don't you leave?"
