Boyfriend is mentally ill

Chapter 26

Meng Fusheng thought that he retreated because he was shy, so he smiled again, retracted his hand and coaxed: "You go back to bed and lie down, I'll call the doctor over. What do you want to eat in the morning?"

Jiang Xiaofeng was very stiff and embarrassed, but he was really hungry, so he replied, "Scallion oil noodles."

"I'll ask the doctor if you can eat it, and I'll buy it for you if you can." Meng Fusheng was very talkative, and now he wished he could shrink Jiang Xiaofeng into his own palm, and asked, "Then I'll help you back to bed? "

help?

Jiang Xiaofeng lowered his head and glanced at his leg, it was so raw that it was not broken.

Could this senior care a little too much?

He shook his head to express that he didn't need it, but his head was suddenly held down by the other party.

Warm palms covered the top of his head, and the breath and body temperature of others permeated strongly. The hairs on his back stood up instantly, like a small animal that had been pinched by the nape of its neck, and its throat was stuck.

"you……"

"Don't shake your head, you have bleeding in your brain, pay more attention." Meng Fusheng instructed, and gently rubbed his hair, "I'll call the doctor, I'll be back soon."

Jiang Xiaofeng nodded stiffly, already speechless.

He told himself silently in his heart that this was the senior who kindly saved him, not some pervert who deliberately took advantage of him, he couldn't beat him, he couldn't scold him, he had to be polite.

He started to let himself go.

Still so good.

Meng Fusheng smiled, rubbed his head again, then turned around and left the ward.

After he left, Jiang Xiaofeng quickly took out his mobile phone, opened the WeChat group in the dormitory, and sent a message: Come to Jianghu for help! !

But it was probably too early, and his roommates were still sleeping, so his call for help did not get a response from his roommates.

He glanced at the time, it was 05:30 in the morning.

It's really too early, let's wait, and maybe he is thinking too much, the senior is just a little too enthusiastic, he shouldn't speculate on such a kind person.

He put away his phone, took a step outside, stopped suddenly, took out his phone again, looked down at the time, and then slowly moved his gaze to the date below the time.

Let’s just say that there seems to be something very inconsistent... On X month X?This broken phone broke?

……

The doctor came quickly and started the routine examination.

Check the five senses first, no problem; then check the logical thinking ability, no problem; finally check self-cognition... At this point, the problem has emerged.

"What's the date today?"

Jiang Xiaofeng thought of the time on his cell phone that he couldn't adjust no matter how hard he tried, a bad premonition arose in his heart, and he reported a date.

Meng Fusheng frowned.

That was almost a month ago.

The doctor asked again: "Do you remember what you were doing before you fell into a coma?"

Jiang Xiaofeng answered quickly and with certainty: "Walking, watching tennis, and then being smashed by a billboard."

Meng Fusheng was taken aback for a moment, his expression changed when he realized something.

The doctor asked Jiang Xiaofeng a few more questions, and finally came to a conclusion: "It's memory loss, but I don't remember much, and the situation is not serious. Let's do some more tests." He wrote a checklist.

Jiang Xiaofeng silently stared at his phone.

So it's not his phone that's broken, it's his brain that's broken?

He didn't want to believe it: "I lost my memory?"

"I lost my memory. If you don't believe me, you can touch the back of your head. There is a scar there. That's the wound from the billboard. It has been healed for a long time. The wound on your head is a recent one."

Jiang Xiaofeng hurriedly raised his hand to touch the back of his head, and soon felt a scar on the edge of the gauze, and was dazed.

Seeing this, the doctor reassured: "Don't worry too much, short-term amnesia after injury like yours is very common among patients, and most people will remember what they forgot during the subsequent treatment and recuperation, it doesn't matter if they can't remember, You don’t forget many things, and all abilities are fine, and it doesn’t affect your life.”

Jiang Xiaofeng thought about it too. His life was boring. Apart from going to school and playing games, he never forgot.

He relaxed, thanked the doctor politely, and wanted to ask when he could be discharged from the hospital, but just as he opened his mouth, a voice suddenly came in.

"Did he really forget?"

It was Meng Fusheng.

Only then did Jiang Xiaofeng remember that he was still there, and after thinking of him, he froze again.

No, since the billboard incident has passed for a long time, why is this senior here?

The doctor was very patient, and replied: "It seems to be the case at present, and the specific conclusion will be made after the results of the new round of examination come out."

Meng Fusheng's expression became very strange, tense, stiff, and a little sad, but only for a moment, he returned to normal, nodded to express his understanding, took the initiative to send the doctor out, and then began to arrange for Jiang Xiaofeng to have an examination.

Jiang Xiaofeng glanced at his face that no longer had a gentle smile, carefully analyzed the current situation, and felt that this senior could take care of him so considerately and treat him so affectionately, it should be during the time when he lost his memory In Li, because of the billboard, he became a good friend with himself, and now his expression is mostly sad and angry because he forgot about him.

He put himself in another position and thought for a moment, feeling very guilty for a moment, suppressing the discomfort of talking to strangers, and said, "Senior, I'm fine, don't worry."

Meng Fusheng looked at him sideways, with straight eyes, and asked, "Did you really forget?"

Jiang Xiaofeng was very sorry: "Senior, I'm sorry."

Meng Fusheng pursed his lips, tentatively put his hand between his brows, and seeing that he didn't hide, he wiped his forehead lightly, and said in a low voice, "It's not your fault, illness is an uncontrollable factor...don't worry about it." , will definitely recover."

Jiang Xiaofeng sensed his depression, endured the discomfort and did not avoid his hand, and replied, "Yes."

……

The atmosphere was a little dull.

The inspection was completed quickly, and Jiang Xiaofeng ate the delicious scallion oil noodles, but he didn't feel very refreshed.

Not long after, You Mengru came.

She heard about the situation from the doctor, called Meng Fusheng out of the ward, and asked in a low voice, "He forgot about you?"

Meng Fusheng nodded, his suppressed emotions finally leaked out when facing his mother, he lowered his head, and his shoulders, which had been straight all the time, also bent.

It was the first time You Mengru saw her son look like this, she felt uncomfortable, she stretched out her hand and patted him lightly, when she suddenly thought of something, her expression changed: "There is one thing..."

Meng Fusheng looked at her.

You Mengru gathered herself together, asked Jiang Xiaofeng to dismiss him that day, and then apologized to her alone, saying that she would tell everything about getting everything back on track.

Meng Fusheng froze, and then straightened his back again.

He knew what Jiang Xiaofeng said to his mother alone that day, but out of respect, he didn't ask too much, but he didn't expect Jiang Xiaofeng to say such words of shrinking and giving up his feelings.

He suddenly thought of a possibility, and his eyes lit up: "Mom, you mean that Xiaofeng may not have forgotten me, but because of guilt and wanting to get everything back on track, he pretended..."

You Mengru pressed his shoulder to signal him to calm down, and she didn't dare to say anything dead, she just said: "The test results should be out soon, let's see what the doctor says first."

……

Before lunch, the new test results came out. The doctor looked at the film and various test data, and was entangled.The result of this inspection is almost exactly the same as yesterday's, and it is completely useless.

In the end, he could only give a conclusion that the structure of the human brain is very complex, and it is recommended to follow up and observe for a period of time.

Hearing the result, Jiang Xiaofeng didn't react much, but Meng Fusheng was thoughtful, looking at Jiang Xiaofeng while thinking.

Jiang Xiaofeng: "???" What's the matter with this look, discrimination against patients with amnesia?

After bidding farewell to the doctor, Meng Fusheng first sent Jiang Xiaofeng back to the ward, then went to pick up Tian Daqi and others who came to visit Jiang Xiaofeng after class at noon, and asked them to accompany Jiang Xiaofeng, then found an excuse to go out, and went to the doctor's office with You Mengru .

Finally out of Meng Fusheng's sight, Jiang Xiaofeng breathed a sigh of relief, grabbed the hand of Hao Qi, who was sitting closest, as if seeing a relative, and said excitedly, "You are finally here!"

Hao Qi was afraid that he would be depressed in the ward, and wanted to cheer up the atmosphere, so he deliberately shook off his hand and teased: "Don't touch it, don't touch it, your boyfriend will see it later, I can't tell."

Boy friend?

Jiang Xiaofeng held up his claws that had been thrown away, dumbfounded: "What are you talking about, what boyfriend? Whose boyfriend?"

"Your boyfriend, it's alright, alright, don't be hypocritical." Hao Qi said earnestly, "Xiaofeng, you see that you have chased Meng Fusheng for so long and suffered so much, how are you doing now? It's easy to catch someone, so don't bother and enjoy the results earlier. I think Meng Fusheng is serious about you, and those people outside are just jealous of you, so don't give up on Meng Fusheng, who is such a good person because of them. "

There was so much information in these words, Jiang Xiaofeng felt a little dizzy.

Who is chasing who?Who is Meng Fusheng?Why does the name Meng Fusheng sound familiar?

Tian Daqi also persuaded: "Yes, Xiaofeng, after you and Senior Meng left yesterday, many students in the class also realized that they were too much, and told us that we should not listen to rumors and look at you like that in class, and want to apologize to you. Really Yes, don't think too much, everyone will gradually understand and accept your relationship with Senior Meng."

Liu Yuanzhou didn't agree with Tian Daqi's words, and snorted coldly: "What do you want everyone to understand? Love is a personal matter. Xiaofeng, don't be fooled. Anyway, now everyone knows that you and Meng Fusheng are a couple. You can live your life as you want." Pass."

What love?What happened to the students in the class?What day do you live?

Jiang Xiaofeng saw that they were serious and didn't look like they were joking or pranking at all. He trembled and his heart sank. Just as he was about to ask the matter clearly, he saw the handsome senior who had taken care of him all morning came in.

The roommates who were chattering just now fell silent for a moment.

Jiang Xiaofeng's mind was in a mess, and he followed the eyes of his roommates to look at the handsome senior, and saw that he strode across the crowd to the hospital bed with an incomprehensible momentum, and then pressed his shoulder hard.

"??!"

A somewhat familiar fruity wood scent surrounded it.

"Xiaofeng." The handsome senior called out in a low voice.

Jiang Xiaofeng shuddered inexplicably.

"My name is Meng Fusheng," the handsome senior said with a serious expression and firm tone, "It's your boyfriend. It doesn't matter if you forget me. I will pursue you again until you fall in love with me again. There is only one thing I hope you can understand, My life is only on the right track when I'm with you."

Jiang Xiaofeng opened his mouth slightly and looked at him incredulously.

Wait, what did you say your name is, Meng Fusheng? ? ?