At one o'clock in the morning, wearing a suit, Zhao Junlie hurried into the emergency room of the hospital and sat down on a chair outside the door.
However, Zhao Junlie's suit and tie were loosened, and dark circles appeared on his eyelids. He didn't expect that he and Mo Rourou were separated, and now he knew about her, but it was when she was injured in a car accident.
"Jun Lie, I'm really worried about Xiao Rou. I don't think it's a coincidence, but premeditated." Li Baixiang's eyes flashed with sadness, "Someone wants her to die."
Zhao Junlie saw Xiaorou for the past two months, and chose to be with Li Baixiang for a month. Doesn't she care about him?
"Now I just hope that Xiao Rou can make it through, I really want to see her, I want to hug her, kiss her, she is the most important woman°"
Zhao Junlie frowned slightly, and smiled wryly: "I won't criticize you, on the contrary, Li Baixiang, thank you for taking care of Rourou all the time, so her gentle and considerate advantages have not disappeared, and healed my childhood trauma °"
"Since you love her so much, why did you send the divorce agreement? After all, you are Xiaorou's husband!" Li Baixiang asked.
"It's a long story." Zhao Junlie sighed helplessly, "As long as Xiaorou can get out of danger, I don't care about anything."
Soon, the lights in the emergency room went out, Mo Rourou was lying on the hospital bed, was pushed out, and pushed to the intensive care unit to continue to observe °
"Who is the family member of the patient?" the male doctor in charge called out.
"I am her husband Zhao Junlie°"
"I have something to say, I want to talk privately, in the reception room°"
"Yeah. Please go ahead°"
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It's a long way, why am I here? Am I really dead?
Mo Rourou's consciousness was throbbing, she saw her inner self was crying, because she was infertile, she finally became Zhao Junlie's wife, they connected with each other, but they got such a result!
She will never be able to hold her and Junlie's crystallization of love with both hands. If she can forget it, she really wants to go back to her single self. Even an ugly duckling girl is an ugly duckling independent of this world of mortals. Courage °
Let me forget about this man Zhao Junlie!
Everything back to the origin°
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Time is a terrible enemy. Zhao Junlie looked at the time on his mobile phone. Xiaorou was not feeling well, and there was a critical illness notification. When he finally came to the intensive care unit for a visit, it was already past eight o'clock in the morning.
Thinking of the doctor in charge telling him that Rourou suffered a brain injury, he might lose his memory. As for the lost memory of that period of life, only the husband Zhao Junlie and the sober Rourou had contact with each other during the conversation. to know °
"Xiaorou, what should I do with you°" Zhao Junlie held Rourou's hand, with more scars from learning karate, lowered his head and kissed it°
"Xiao Rou, I love you, but I am afraid of love. The relationship with Tang Yanyan made me feel that there is no so-called true love in the world. Get well soon. I will take you to Karuizawa, Japan for honeymoon. After all, we agreed ok °"
"Xiao Rou, I bought red bean cakes. I asked Li Baixiang to know the sweets you ate." Zhao Junlie promised, "When you are discharged from the hospital, you can eat as much as you want. I will wait for you to come back. around °"
Mo Rourou was still intubated and fell asleep, her brows were slightly frowned, as if she didn't hear his voice°
Obviously he and Rou Rou are very close, but his heart is as far away as the sky, unfathomable
"Huh? What is this place?" Mo Rourou's voice sounded, and the nurse hurriedly informed Rourou's male doctor in charge of the patient's latest condition.
"I should be the daughter of the Mo family. Why did Ruyi's husband hold my hand? Zhao Junlie, let go! Hold your hand very hard and it will hurt!"
Zhao Junlie first wept with joy, Rourou finally woke up, but the way she looked at him was a little strange and cold.
"Xiaorou, I am your husband. The Zhao family and the Mo family were married. If Yi escaped from the marriage, you married me instead and became my wife°"
Mo Rourou curled her lips coldly, "I really have no memory of being your wife. When I saw you, I hated you very much. I am an ugly duckling girl, and I aspire to become a happy unmarried nobleman°"
"Xiaorou~~~"
"Go away, don't touch me°" Mo Rourou's voice was terrified, she was being entangled by the lunatic°
"Mr. Zhao, you leave the intensive care unit first, let the patient have a good rest!"
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"Amnesia!" Zhao Junlie took a deep breath and asked, "How long will it take to recover the original memory?"
"It required lengthy follow-up and treatment°"
"My little Rou!"
Why? The two of us always miss it? Who will tell me the real answer?
"Love is the most incredible power, Mr. Zhao, let her fall in love with you again!"
"Eh?" Zhao Junlie was taken aback for a moment, and then looked into the serious eyes of the male doctor in charge.