Chapter 1: Amnesia

Ye Hao felt that she had returned to her mother's stomach. When she was in the water, she was floating and sinking. She thought so she would sleep forever.
A woman's crying woke her up, Ye Haoben did not want to pay attention, but the woman has been crying, if she is not too comfortable to sleep now, she will definitely get up and punch her.
Then a man's voice came over, although he couldn't hear what he was saying, but the cool voice was like the snow and water that was rushing down, and he drowned himself.
Ye Hao was a little curious and finally licked his eyelids.
Not moving.
After a hard time, come again, this time I finally opened a small slit, but the glare of the eyes almost did not let her close her eyes again.
A few figures shook in front of the eyes, blurred to see the outline, Ye Hao will not know which man was talking. Gradually adapted to the indoor sunlight, Ye Hao moved his eyes and hit the woman's sight.
Like a person who pressed the switch, the woman’s cry stopped abruptly. Her eyes still shed tears, almost on the body of Ye Hao: "Hey, are you awake?!"
Ye Hao was bitten by her, and she raised her arm and tried to push the passionate aunt, but only raised a finger. The woman did not seem to notice her intentions, and looked at her with surprise and joy: "Hey, tell my aunt, is there any uncomfortable?"
Aunt? Ye Hao frowned, this strange woman is her aunt?
"Ms. Sun, please let me know."
It was the voice just now.
Ye Hao lifted his head, and a man in a white coat walked up to him. The sun hit him and became a bit dazzling.
He bent over and the black bangs hang down with his movements: "Do you remember what happened? Know who you are?"
Without any sense of □ □ color, completely formulated tone, but let Ye Hao listen to some intoxication: "I want to know who you are."
The man paused for a second, straightened his waist and looked down at the person on the bed: "My name is Ji Zheyan, it is your doctor. Now tell me, what is your name."
"My name is……"
What is my name?
Like a marathon, although she worked hard for a long time, she finally had to give up halfway: "Dr. Ji, I don't seem to remember my name."
Ji Zheyan didn't react, but the woman standing on the side jumped directly from the ground: "What?! Are you lost again?"
also? Ye Hao carefully tasted the word and felt that there must be a story inside.
The woman rushed to the bed and seemed to want to hold her shoulder and shake herself.
However, this action was stopped by one of the eyes of Dr. Ji.
She took back her hand and stood back in the same place. Ji Zheyan saw Ye Hao for a while and said: "Your name is Ye Hao. I have had a history of amnesia."
Ye Hao frowned and didn't speak. Could it be said that amnesia would also become a habit?
"This lady is your aunt, do you have an impression?"
Ye Hao looked at the woman with his slender fingers, scanned her face in the brain, or shook her head: "No."
The woman’s mood also fell with these two words. She glanced at Ye Hao, her eyes were clearly extinguished, and she saw a goose bump in her face. "Then, do you remember what happened last night?"
last night? Ye Hao thought about it carefully and found that not only last night, what happened on the night before last night, she could not remember. Looking up, she subconsciously looked at Ji Zheyan: "What happened last night? Why am I at the hospital?"
Ji Zheyan also looked at her, his eyes were very clean, as if nothing could make waves in his eyes: "Where is your body uncomfortable?"
Although he avoided his own problems, Ye Hao decided to cooperate with the doctor's treatment: "The whole body is not comfortable, it is very painful, especially the head."
Ji Zheyan nodded. "You rolled down the stairs and it hurts."
stairs? Ye Hao snorted, I wanted to ask further, the door of the ward was ringing.
The two screams were short and powerful, and even did not give the insiders a chance to enter, they had already pushed the door and came in.
"Police." The two uniformed men came in and said their words when they said this, but they quickly took it back.
"I heard that the patient woke up, so I took a look." The police officer on the left took a step forward. He was tall and taller than the doctor. He was well-proportioned under the police uniform and the two long legs were absolutely ground. The kimchi is pressed, but the leaves are subconsciously shrunk into the bed.
His eyes are too sharp, as if everything is in front of him, she does not want to deal with such people.
Except for Ye Hao, the woman who claimed her aunt apparently did not like him. When she saw him coming in, she frowned.
The entire house can still face the police officer, only Ji Zheyan. He glanced at the little nurse who stood outside with timidity and walked a few steps to the door: "The left police officer, she may not be able to help you."
Zuo Yi took a look at him: "What do you mean?"
"She lost her memory."
"Amnesia?" Zuo Yi's eyes were stained with a layer of play. He looked at the leafhopper on the bed, like a falcon looking at the prey. "Miss Ye, are you lost?"
Ye Hao snorted and nodded invisible.
Zuo Yi lowered his voice and turned to Ji Zheyan: "Do you know that Dr. Ji, we may be more likely to encounter amnesia patients than you, but it doesn't matter, I am best at treating amnesia." He finished I looked down at Ye Hao again. "Since Miss Ye has lost her memory, I will help you to recall it. Last night, on the evening of March 13, there was a murder in Yejia Mansion. The deceased was your grandfather Ye Hongsheng. At the age of 74, the chest was stabbed with a sharp weapon. The alarm is your fault. When we arrived at the scene, you were taken to the hospital."
When Zuo Yi said this passage, he had been observing Ye Hao’s expression. Ye Hao didn’t remember anything because of it, so it was shocking to hear more about his grandfather being killed. After sorting out the words of Zuo Yi in my heart, Ye Hao’s mouth moved and finally said the first sentence to him:
Why am I sent to the hospital?

"You rolled down from the upstairs and fell into a coma. We initially suspected that the murderer pushed you down the stairs."
Zuo Yi’s gaze is still locked on her, but she is not afraid now, and the murderer pushed her downstairs, probably because she saw something.
"So, you should know how important your confession is to us, and you are likely to see the murderer."
Ye licked his mouth and his face was paler than before. Dr. Ji looked at her situation and turned back to Zuo Yidao: "The left police officer, the patient needs rest, please go out."
Zuo Yi ignored him and still stared at Ye Hao, as if he wanted to find out what was going on from her face.
"Left police officer, the patient needs rest, please go out." In the same way, the same tone, but inexplicably more than a little more pressure than just now. Zuo Yi regained his gaze and looked at the doctor in front of him. The corner of his mouth was bent: "Dr. Ji, don't know if you can talk to you?"
This expression has been easily done many times, and it has succeeded in causing many prisoners to collapse psychologically. However, the man in front of him still looks at himself without changing his color: "If I am chatting, I am not interested. If I ask a statement, I am willing to cooperate.

Left Yi laughed and walked out of Ye Hao’s ward, and Ji Zheyan went out with him. In the ward, only Sun Qian and Ye Hao were left. When the door was taken, Sun Qian was relieved.
She looked at Ye Hao’s bed. Ye Hao’s eyes were very big. They were bright and bright, but now they are dull. She walked up with a smile and touched Ye Hao's forehead: "Hey, you really don't remember anything?"
Ye Hao did not answer, just nodded. Sun Qian’s hand is stiff, but she always maintains a smile on her face:
It’s okay, I will think of it slowly, are you hungry? What aunt wants to eat to help you buy it.

Ye Hao looked at her, she should be forty years old, but it looks very young, at least ten years younger than the actual age, with delicate makeup on her face, although the perfume on her body is rich but not stabbed The nose should be some kind of expensive perfume.
A pampered lady.
This is Ye Hao's evaluation of her. If this person is his own aunt, it seems that Ye Jia's family is very good.
"I am not hungry, I still want to sleep for a while." Ye Hao closed her eyes a little sleepy. Sun Qian saw her like this, and quickly nodded and said: "Well, you sleep, my aunt goes out to help you buy something to eat, wake up and eat."
"Well, thank you aunt." Ye Hao seemed to be really sleepy, and closed his eyes when he finished. Sun Qian stood by the bed and looked at her for a while before turning and leaving the ward.
In the hallway, Zuo Yi is asking Ji Zheyan: "Is Ye Yi really lost memory?"
Ji Zheyan said: "She was hit by the head when she rolled down the stairs, and she may have been over-stunned and irritated at the crime scene, which may cause her to lose her memory."
Zuo Yi subconsciously squatted in his pocket and found that he was wearing a police uniform, and he took it back: "Is it possible to install it?"
"Amnesia is a special disease. I can't give you a clear definition in medicine. However," Ji Zheyan said that he looked at Zuo Yi here. "The left police officer has more experience with amnesia than me. Is the patient really? Amnesia, you should judge it more easily than I do."
Zuo Yi looked at him and smiled. This is the first time he saw some other emotions in the eyes of Ji Zheyan, even though it came from ridicule of himself.
"Thank you for the cooperation of Dr. Ji." Zuo Yi left with his men. Just out of the hospital, the person who was always next to him hit him with his elbow. "Hey, don't you come?"
Zuo Yi glanced at the smoke in his hand and shook his head: "Forget it." Just wanted to smoke, and now the addiction has passed, and I am too lazy to smoke.
嗡嗡
The phone in his pocket shook, and Zuo Yi took a look at the phone and connected the phone.
"Hey, I just heard a new message, I don't know if it works."
"Say."
"That is called Ye Hao, who lost his memory when he was 15 years old."