232: Amnesia?

Amnesia?

Seeing their precious grandson, the two elders were overjoyed, and hurriedly went to meet him.

Madam Xi was so excited that her eyes were wet, and she grumbled as she looked at her eldest son: "Brat, we endured so many months not seeing Little Xiaobao! In the end you still haven't given me my daughter-in-law!"

Xi Ting coughed slightly, and motioned at the person in the car behind them. At this distance, it was likely that Qin Yan could hear them…

As a matter of fact, Qin Yan really did hear it.

Relying on the fact that with the car's particular windows, people outside couldn't see inside, Qin Yan had directly pressed her ear against the window to eavesdrop on what they were saying. Then she heard Madam Xi's remark…

Madam Xi was instantly excited. "Oh, my! The daughter-in-law is here as well? Have her get out of the car to meet us!"

"Mum…" Xi Ting said helplessly. "She's shy, don't scare her."

Qin Yan nodded furiously. Yes, yes, yes, I'm shy, please don't ask me to get out of the car!

Fortunately, the little guy diverted their attention as he raised his head with eyes as clear and bright as black pearls, and said, "Grandfather, Grandmother, Xiaobao missed you very much!"

After hearing the little guy, Master Xi and Madam Xi looked at each other thunderstruck, then their eyes turned red.

Madam Xi looked at her husband in disbelief, "Did… did I hear that wrong? He said he missed us very much…" Madam Xi couldn't help herself anymore, and cried as she hugged the Little bun, "Grandmother's darling! Do you know how happy grandmother is?"

Master Xi sighed, then looked at his eldest son, and said seriously: "Ting, the one you like, she is very good. She's taught Little Xiaobao very well."

He only knew that Little Xiaobao had opened up a lot more, and was now willing to go out, but he hadn't expected this.

It was really too surprising!

"Isn't she? And he's well-fed. Look at how fat my grandson is now! He's put on even more weight than the last time I saw in the photo!" Madam Xi was very pleased.

"Mm, she's wonderful," Xi Ting looked in the direction of the car behind him, his gaze incomparably tender.

Master Xi patted him on the shoulder, and said meaningfully: "Boy, good luck! It's natural to have to work harder to obtain the best. We'll support and assist you in any way we can!"

Including Master Xi and Madam Xi, Xi Ting had splendidly achieved his goal of "full assistance from the whole Xi family".

*

Meanwhile, at the hospital.

A bunch of people were packed inside a room.

Lu Yaran was ecstatic as she gripped Qin Yicheng's hand tightly, "Did you see it, hubby? Mufeng's awake! I knew he was lucky and that brat wouldn't—"

"Enough!"

Qin Yicheng frowned, "Can you stop saying things like that? Have you forgotten who's been taking care of Mufeng during this time? Let me tell you, stop being superstitious from now on! Do you think you haven't caused enough trouble?"

During this time, he worked like crazy to bring Qin Corp back from danger.

Finally, he managed to hold on until his son woke up again.

How disappointed would he have been if he woke up and saw that his hard work had been flushed down the drain?

"How do you feel? Are you uncomfortable anywhere? Are you dizzy? Take it easy and answer me slowly. You've been sleeping for a long time. It might take you a while to readjust."

"Brother!" Qin Muran breathed a sigh of relief. She covered her mouth and sobbed, "You're finally awake!"

The skinny man in the hospital gown slowly turned his head. His features were handsome, but he was slightly pale because of his ill state. As he looked at Qin Muran, there was no reaction in his gaze.

"Who are you?"

Lu Yaran's eyes darkened. "What did you say? Mufeng! Look at me! I'm your mother!"

The woman rushed forward.

Qin Mufeng's gaze sharpened like a blade that could slice through everything.

"Mufeng! Think about it carefully. There's no rush…" Tears began to fall from Lu Yaran's eyes.

Wei Yuanfan furrowed his brows. "Mrs. Qin, the patient just woke up. Please don't shake him too much!" After speaking, he looked at the cold man who was sitting on the bed. "Do you remember your own name?" he asked.

The man narrowed his eyes and said clearly, "Qin Mufeng."

"This…"

Qin Yicheng looked at Wei Yuanfan. His eyebrows were still furrowed, "Dr. Wei, what's this?"

Qin Mufeng remembered his own name, but he forgot his parents.

Qin Muran couldn't accept this. She was so shocked that she forgot to even cry. Her eyes were red as she tugged on Qin Mufeng's sleeve, "Brother, I'm your sister, Qin Muran. Have you forgotten me? Think about it carefully…"

"Miss Qin," Wei Yuanfan reminded her, "The patient just woke up. You should calm down a little."

As soon as his voice fell, Qin Mufeng brushed the girl's hand off his sleeve. His sharp eyes were filled with judgment as he studied Qin Muran and Lu Yaran.

His gaze contained no emotion at all.

His lips parted slightly with a sense of coldness.

"You're not my sister."

"Brother!"

Qin Muran felt as though a knife had been stabbed into her heart as it overflowed with jealousy.

"Are you doing this on purpose? Are you blaming me for arguing with you in the car that day? I didn't want that accident to happen either! I've been praying every single day for you to wake up! I know you blame me for not visiting you while you were unconscious, but I had no choice!"

Qin Muran took a deep breath and tears rolled from her eyes.

"It was Qin Yan. She sent someone to watch over your room. Not only did she restrict me from visiting, she wouldn't even let mom visit you!"

Looking at Qin Mufeng, Qin Yicheng broke out in a cold sweat, "Dr. Wei, what exactly is going on? Why has he suddenly lost his memory? This isn't right! This can't happen to my son!"

Qin Corporation's future depended on him.

"Mr. Qin, we can't rush this. Remain patient. We'll take him to get a CT scan."

Outside, the corridor fell silent.

20 minutes later…

Wei Yuanfan opened the door and looked at the three people waiting outside. He nodded his head, "Come in."

Lu Yaran wiped her tears and adjusted her shawl as she walked in.

Inside the Director's office, the man was wearing a coat on top of his hospital gown and sitting calmly on the chair in front of the desk. He crossed his arms; his gaze was indifferently cold.

It was as though he wasn't the one who had been examined and he wasn't the one who had lost his memory.

Wei Yuanfan looked at the report and asked, "Apart from your name, what else do you remember? These people"—he pointed at Qin Yicheng and the others—"you don't remember any of them? What about Miss Qin? Your other sister? You woke up thanks to her. She was the one who spent every day…"2

Before he finished speaking, he suddenly remembered what Qin Yan had specifically requested from him: she had told him not to reveal anything about his medical skills.

Especially not in front of the Qins.

"Oh?"

Qin Mufeng narrowed his eyes. He leaned back in his chair and tapped lazily on the desk as though he was playing on a piano.

His hands were defined and his fingers were long and slender.

They were pale but good-looking.

"Do I really have sisters?" he raised his eyebrows.

Qin Muran couldn't help but complain, "Earlier on, you said I wasn't your sister. Have you forgotten?"

"Oh."

Qin Mufeng nodded as he looked at her blankly, "I was just saying that randomly. I actually have no idea whether I have a sister or not."

As soon as his voice fell, his lips curved slightly as he held back a smile and glared at Qin Muran.

His face was clearly one that she was familiar with, but his overbearing and powerful aura sent a chill down Qin Muran's spine, causing him to feel like a stranger.

He clearly looked like her brother though…

What went wrong?

In her dream, her brother did not wake up…

Qin Muran furrowed her brows as she fell into deep thought.

"Punk, do you know what you're saying? Stop kidding. Mom, Dad, and your sister are extremely worried about you!"

"Mom? Dad?"

Qin Mufeng's cold gaze swept across Qin Yicheng and Lu Yaran. As they looked at him with anticipation, he smirked and said calmly, "Sorry, I don't know you."

"You…"

Lu Yaran was so frustrated that she lift her hand and wanted to slap him.

Qin Yicheng did not react fast enough to stop her, but he saw her hand paused in mid-air.

The atmosphere in the room was tense. If air was visible, the air in the room would have been frozen stiff.

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