Vol 2 Chapter 180: : Gu Yuze has amnesia? ? ?

Munan couldn't remember how he came back from the suburbs, his head was empty, and a huge panic ran in every corner of his body.
The ambulance drove at high speed, passed through busy streets, and came to the snow-white hospital building.
Gu Yuze, who was unconscious, was sent in, and Munan stood there blankly, his heart seemed to be suspended in mid-air, empty and at a loss.
Blood, her fingertips touched the blood splashing on her face, dazzling red.
After waiting for a few minutes, she was stretched infinitely, as if a century had passed, Munan was even prepared for the most extreme.
Anxiously, the closed door finally opened.
"Doctor, how is Gu Yuze? Where did the bullet hit, can it be saved?" Munan rushed up, grabbing the doctor's collar tightly.
In that posture, it was as if the doctor said something that the patient was not saved, and Mu Nan's iron fist was about to hit.
The doctor looked at the beautiful and aggressive woman weirdly, with a puzzled expression: "The patient had only a slight concussion and he passed out temporarily."
Munan was stunned, blinking black eyes, still digesting the words "minor concussion". The young man on the side hurriedly pulled Mun Nan away and smiled apologetically at the doctor: "I'm sorry, our boss is more anxious."
The doctor ordered a few more words, saying that Gu Yuze was allowed to stay in the hospital for observation in the past few days, and then he lifted his foot to leave.
Munan hurriedly pushed the door and entered. Gu Yuze was in a coma on the hospital bed. There was some blood on his body, but it was not his own.
Munan stepped forward and touched his forehead, lifted his eyelids, moved his limbs, and only took off his clothes and checked his body. He breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that he was all right.
Nima really scared her to death. She clearly saw a few bullets coming over at the time, and Gu Yuze directly jumped over and pressed her to the ground.
In the confusion, there was a faint sound of broken flesh and a pungent smell of blood, and Mu Nan subconsciously thought that Gu Yuze was going to die.
No matter how calm the special forces are, when their beloved is hurt, whatever calmness, objectiveness and reason are all thrown into the Pacific Ocean, what is left is like an idiot and panic.
Mu Xiao Idiot sat down on the small bench beside the bed, tilted his head and wandered.
The panic hadn't disappeared from the bottom of my heart. Munan thought, if Yuze really looks back, she...she can't imagine.
However, since Gu Yuze didn't bleed, whose blood is it?
Munan was puzzled, the door of the ward opened slowly, and Jiang Cheng, with his right arm bandaged, walked in, followed by a nurse in white.
The nurse in white warmly reminded: "Dr. Jiangcheng, the director heard that you were injured, and has arranged for you the best trauma doctor. You don't need to be in this ward—"
Jiang Cheng shook his head slightly, looking at the dumbfounded Munan, the corner of his mouth raised a faint arc: "No, help me with the hospitalization procedures, this is the double ward."
The nurse actually wanted to say that you don't need to be hospitalized for this skin injury. The nurse Yu Guang inadvertently scanned Gu Yuze who was unconscious on the hospital bed, froze, and then nodded.
Only then did Munan remember that at that time Gu Yuze seemed to appear with Jiang Cheng, all her attention was on Gu Yuze, and she actually subconsciously ignored everyone else...
The forgotten memories in my mind were pieced together. At that time, bullets were fired frantically from the money transport truck. Jiang Cheng seemed to be by Gu Yuze's side... The blood was all Jiang Cheng's...
For an instant, Munan's thoughts were complicated, and he was extremely guilty.
Moreover, I am afraid that the matter of her pretending to have amnesia has also been exposed.
"Brother JiangchengI, I will help you."
Munan bit his lip, stepped forward to support Jiang Cheng's left arm, and led him to another hospital bed.
Jiang Cheng didn't say a word, but Munan graciously covered him with a thin blue bedding, and even arranging the quilt for him intimately. He kept his head down, afraid to look directly at Jiang Cheng's face.
As a result, the girl's slightly drooping head fell into Jiang Cheng's black pupils, her hair was messy, and she could vaguely see her uneasily pinched lips. A little embarrassed, a little nervous and guilty, the faint fragrance of the woman lingered in the air, Jiang Cheng couldn't help but smile bitterly.
He asked in a low voice, "Xiao Nan, don't you need to explain to me?"
Munan's body stiffened, like a little furry fox that had been pierced in his mind. After a long while, he raised his head and asked in a low voice: "Explain what..."
Jiang Cheng's voice sounded like a muffled cello. If Munan looked closely at his eyes, he would find helplessness and pain in the depths of his eyes.
"When did you recover your memory? Or, you didn't have memory loss at all." Jiang Cheng asked calmly.
Munan's head was drooping, looking very pitiful, like a child who admitted wrong.
Sure enough, he still found out.
Mu Nan sat on the small bench beside the bed properly and looked back at Gu Yuze who was still unconscious. He stretched out his hand and drew the blue curtain of the compartment to isolate Gu Yuze from Jiang Cheng's hospital bed.
After doing this, Munan lowered his head and whispered: "Brother Jiangcheng, I didn't deliberately lie to you. When I regained consciousness, I could not speak, I could only lie in bed and think. I thought, I It’s no longer possible to return to Gu Yuze. My parents are gone and my home is gone. It’s better to put everything down and go to the army to complete my father’s will.
"In the past eight years, the heavy and hard training has given people little time to think about other things. Gradually...I thought I had forgotten Gu Yuze."
Amnesia is not an excuse for herself.
In the past eight years, the days have flowed from one finger to another, and no one has ever mentioned the three words Gu Yuze, and even the number of times they have appeared in Munan’s dream is countless.
If this continues, maybe one day Munan will really forget Gu Yuze.
Before this day came, fate made him and her meet in the capital and become the familiar stranger.
"Xiao Nan, tell me seriously, do you still want to return to Gu Yuze?" Jiang Cheng asked suddenly.
She always respects and likes him. This kind of like belongs to brothers and sisters, not lovers.
Munan's hairy head was hanging down, and he didn't speak.
Jiang Cheng's eyes drifted through bitterness, and a huge pain was burned in his heart, as if the gunshot pain in his arm had spread to the internal organs along the blood vessels. He asked: "Who did you undermine you at sea back then?"
Munan didn't say a word.
"He is not an ideal partner. There are too many risks around him. You were caught by Shen Hai eight years ago. Who knows what setbacks you will encounter in eight years?"
Munan tangled his fingers together and whispered, "Brother Jiangcheng, I am already very strong now."
No one would doubt this.
Now Munan has broken out of its cocoon and turned into a butterfly, which has long since faded from the impetuousness of his youth, and the sharp edges and corners of the world are revealed to the world.
Only the strong are worthy to stand beside the strong.
Jiang Cheng closed his eyes and hid his almost evacuating emotions. With his throat hoarse, he tried to make himself look calm and calm.
"Xiao Nan, you go out first, I want to rest for a while."
This was the first time that Jiang Cheng let her leave, with a taste of expulsion.
auzw.com Munan raised his head and glanced at the tired Jiangcheng. He seemed to lose his vitality suddenly. If it weren't for the trembling of his lips, Munan almost thought it was a pale statue.
The heart trembled, and Munan felt that he was wrong, so he could only tiptoe to the door.
Jiang Cheng watched Munan's back disappear into the ward. Before leaving, she did not forget to glance at the unconscious Gu Yuze, with lingering worry in her eyes.
Even the small details, only Gu Yuze in Munan's eyes.
Just like in the suburbs today, only Gu Yuze's life and death are in her eyes. He rarely saw her lose her mind. Today, he finally saw her...
Jiang Cheng laughed at himself, his heart was barren.
Quietly in the ward, when spring is full, the green creeper leaves are wrapped around the window lattice, leaving a bright green.
Jiang Cheng silently stared at the emerald creeper, and suddenly felt pity for the same disease.
He is like this creeping mountain tiger trying to climb, wanting to enter Munan's heart, but she will always live in her heart, blocking all creepers trying to penetrate.
Naihe, naihe.

In the afternoon, Munan finished dealing with the affairs of the police station, and refused media interviews and a large number of awards. I called Sharan for a holiday, and was busy in the kitchen for a while, before rushing to the hospital.
"Boss, it's a coincidence that you came." The little third son saw Munan's shadow from afar and waved quickly, "Mr Gu just woke up, and the doctor checked it and said it was OK."
Munan held a steaming small pot, stood at the door of the ward for a few seconds, then took a deep breath and pushed in.
The ward is bright and white, and the two beds are three meters away, and there is no overlap between the two patients.
Jiang Chengzai leaned on the hospital bed, flipping through the monographs on medical pharmacology, and the thin sunlight came in. He looked elegant and gentle.
Looking back at the bed next door, Gu Yuze leaned lazily on the pillow, with a white bandage wrapped around his forehead. Without the decoration of the black lacquered suit, a simple blue medical suit, the demon actually felt like a catwalk outfit.
The two patients raised their heads almost at the same time, their eyes swept towards Munan, an invisible contest.
Munan secretly spurned the aesthetics in his heart, thought for a while, and walked towards Jiangcheng with the small pot.
"Brother Jiangcheng, is the gunshot wound on his hand a little better?"
"Just changed the gauze, no problem."
"Oh, that's good. This is the first time I cook pork knuckle soup, you can try it."
Mu Nan rushed to open the lid and suddenly felt a little strange. It stands to reason that she took the initiative to talk to Jiang Cheng. Gu Yuze must have to fight for a little wind, eat a little jealousy, and then yin and yang weird sarcasm. Why is this quiet today?
Munan couldn't help turning his head, thinking that he would meet Gu Yuze's cold eyes, but found out that Gu Yuze didn't take it seriously at all.
Gu Yuze was dialing his cell phone and calling his subordinates.
"It's me, I'm in A city center hospital, somehow I was injured-it's not a serious problem, you will send someone to pick me up immediately."
Munan almost knocked over the lid of the soup pot.
She jumped over and asked with a sullen face, "Wocao, Gu Yuze, your head has a problem?"
Gu Yuze looked at Munan with unfamiliar eyes, revealing a familiar expression of disdain that Munan was familiar with: "Who are you?"
Munan:! ! !
Not so coincidental, is it? Gu Yuze hit her head stupidly, so she couldn't even remember who she was!
"You pretend, then pretend." Munan was anxiously akimbo, and couldn't care about any pig's feet soup or duck's feet soup. Now she just wished to tear off this person's disguise, "A little brain concussion can also cause amnesia. The idiot? Do you think I'm stupid?"
With a cold expression on his face, Gu Yuze pulled away Munan's hand on his arm, and asked in a condescending tone: "Don't touch the president with your dirty hands. He looks ugly and his expression is even more scary. Look in the mirror. "
Even if Nima loses his memory, this venomous tongue is as harsh as ever.
While Jiang Cheng looked at him speechlessly, he finally realized that he was inferior to Gu Yuze, so he was thick-skinned and Gu Yuze threw him ten streets. Not to mention Gu Yuze's conspiracy and calculations, and Xiao Nan is a natural match.
Munan couldn't believe it, and turned around to find a doctor to do a brain examination for the servant. Even if Gu Yuze's brain was smashed into tofu, she would definitely want him to remember.
There was something in his mind, and he didn't look at the way when he walked. When he was anxious, his right foot stepped on the shoelace. Munan's center of gravity became unstable, and when he tilted his body, he would hit the floor.
Thanks to Gu Yuze's quick eyesight, he grabbed Munan's wrist and pulled her back.
"Be careful, what a man, you don't look at the road when you walk!" Gu Yuze's disguise crackled and his voice was extremely unhappy.
After swaying, Mu Nan finally came to his senses, and as soon as he looked up, he saw Gu Yuze's proud and enchanting face.
Munan: ...
Munan was angry and laughed, his fist hit Gu Yuze's chest softly, a kind of joy spread from the bottom of his heart, and gorgeous flowers bloomed.
"Gu Yuze, you're such a bastard!" Munan scolded with a smile, clasping his arms around his neck and refused to let go.
She almost thought that this girl really had amnesia, if he dared to forget the past of the two, Munan would not let this go as a ghost.
Gu Yuze smiled, and his thin lips twitched slightly: "Let you feel the pain of discovering the amnesia of your beloved, so that you can save you by playing tricks to toss me in the future."
Between smiling and cursing, the inexplicable emotion between the two gradually melted into the sun.
The trance has returned to eight years ago, the happy and sweet daily trivial.
In the long and swaying river, no matter how fickle the world is, he and she will always look the same. These eight years of boring, bitter and difficult days are a gift from fate to him and her to grow up.
"Ahem~"
A dry cough broke the greasy crooks here, Jiang Cheng faintly poked at the pig's foot soup placed on the bedside table: "Xiao Nan, I am a little hungry."
Munan Qiao blushed, and Nima blamed Gu Yuze, she almost forgot that there was a brother Jiang Cheng next to her.
Munan quickly jumped off the bed and carefully poured his own uniquely created big tonic pig's foot soup into a bowl. Munan lowered his head, not paying attention to the war between the two men's eyes.
Jiang Cheng looked at Gu Yuze quietly.
Gu Yuze looked at Jiang Cheng quietly.
His eyes were provocative, and the air was crackling with electric flint. If you put a power bank in the middle, it is probably fully charged.
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(It’s cold, keep warm. Otherwise, you’ll have your nose and tears like me...)