...Connected Rose?

Yun Anan was suddenly stunned, and confusion rose in his bright eyes. What is Lianzhirong?

Before she could think clearly, Huo Siqing replied indifferently: "Lianzhiqiang, the flowering time depends on the temperature. If the temperature is suitable, it is not impossible to bloom in winter."

Then he turned on the automatic sprinkler device in the flowerbed, and glanced inadvertently towards Yun An'an's direction with a narrow look.

It just happened to capture the shock that flashed across her face.

Huo Siqing's thin lips curled slightly, and the smile in his narrow eyes flew in an instant.

Yun Anan didn't notice this, and was full of his mind on these flowers, and his curled eyelids trembled gently.

It's actually called Lianzhiqiang... Is this a coincidence?

Or... what does this have to do with her past?

Yun Anan's thoughts drifted farther and farther away. I don't know how long it took, but there was a black rose in front of her eyes.

Yun Anan looked up and looked at Huo Siqing with some confusion, "Is this?"

"award."

Huo Siqing's voice was hoarse and authentic.

Yun An's mouth was inexplicably hot, and reached out to take the Lianzhi Rose he handed over. The flowers were covered with water droplets. When he got closer, he smelled them, he felt the fragrance was fragrant.

This is the first time she has received flowers.

I have received any other statements before I amnesia.

Yun An'an's eyebrows and eyes curled, and the smile on his face became a little sincere, "Thank you, Mr. Yun."

"By the way, I haven't asked for advice yet, what is Mr. Yun's name?"

Huo Siqing turned his head slightly, and his narrow eyes looked into her eyes without a moment. The surging dark tide was even deeper than the night color at this moment.

"Yun Jing."

...The consequence of the flashlight on the phone is that before you can sleep, Yun An'an's phone will run out of power.

The candles were still burning inside the guest bedroom, and the candlelight was shaking, and something flashed across the wall, making people creepy.

Yun Anan stood in front of the door with a bitter face and had not entered for a long time.

Huo Siqing noticed something, but pretended not to know and asked lightly: "Miss Yun has anything else?"

"Mr. Yun, can we discuss it?"

Yun Anan had just reached out and took a deep breath, turned to Huo Siqing and said.

"Um?"

"Can I go to Jingbao's room to sleep?

Don't worry, I'm not going to compete for a bed with Jing Bao, I can sleep on the sofa."

"..." The smile on the corner of President Huo's lips suddenly froze.

So I don’t care about his big bed with a cute bag, and I don’t care about the sofa in my room?

Huo Siqing sighed coldly in his heart, but the gentleman still stood on his face, nodded and smiled, "Yes, I wish you a good dream."

"So too, Mr. Yun."

After Huo Siqing left, Yun Anan took the quilt and candlestick from the guest bedroom and went to the children's room.

Xiao Tuanzi had already fallen asleep. Yun Anan took his pulse again with concern, but he couldn't tell anything. Then he returned to the sofa and lie down and counted the sheep to sleep.

The darker the night.

A slender figure walked into the children's room, went straight to the sofa, leaned over and picked up Yun Anan, who was sleeping properly, and walked out of the room.

After waiting in the guest bedroom for a while, Huo Siqing came in with Yun Anan in his arms. Just as he was about to speak, Huo Siqing stared at him with warning eyes lowered his voice.

"Do you have to show her this way?"

"Um."

Huo Siqing gently put Yun An back on the bed, "She is very vigilant to the outside world now. Telling her directly may backfire."

I can only try my best to guide her to recall those memories little by little without stimulating her.

Liuji nodded helplessly, opened the medicine box, took out the tools, and began to check for Yun An'an.

With existing medical equipment, Izumo An'an's mental abnormalities cannot be detected, so it is even more impossible to cure it easily.

I don’t have much confidence in breathing, so I can only give it a try.

The quartz clock on the wall rotated silently, and time passed by bit by bit.

Huo Siqing's eyebrows became deeper and deeper, and his thin lips were tightly pursed into a thread.

"alright."

After a long time, Liuji put away the tools in his hand and frowned and said to Huo Siqing: "When Wu Ran used puppet technique to control Miss Yun, the mental trauma caused to her was one of the causes of amnesia due to the failure of puppet technique."

Huo Siqing's narrow eyes were slightly sunken, "There is a second one?"

Liuji nodded, "The second inducement is herself.

I just tried to awaken her memory, but her subconscious mind was quite resistant to it.

It’s not like Wu Ran has placed any restrictions on her, she doesn’t want to recall what happened before.”

"There may be two reasons for this. One is that she was stimulated before she lost her memory. She felt fearful about it and had to forget to continue to live.

2. Wu Ran’s puppet technique has become perfect, and even I can’t find any flaws.”

No matter what point it is, it is quite fatal.

The room fell into a dead silence.

After a long time, Huo Siqing spoke in a deep voice, "She was shot in her right hand, but there was no wound. Why is this?"

"Her right hand meridian was broken and was largely destroyed."

After checking this result, the breathing mood was a little heavy.

"The reason why there is no wound is that Gong Wang should have used Gottasen's secret medicine for her.

The medicine was applied to the wound, and within two days, the scars were lost even if they were scars."

But Yun Anan's right hand hurts the meridians after all, and it is not that the wound heals, but inside heals.

"No possibility of curing?"

Huo Siqing suddenly clenched his hands into fists, and the breath around him became more and more severe.

A trace of fear floated in Liuji's eyes, and was stared at by those cold and fierce ink eyes, and I felt like I was about to breathe.

"I might have been able to cure her in the early days, but now... I'm afraid no one in this world can cure her broken hand except Yun An'an before her amnesia."

No one knows how important the doctor's hands are than breathing.

Especially a pair of hands that can be used to acupuncture and know how to make medicine is even more difficult to change.

What a pity.

After saying that, I was worried that Huo Siqing would vent her anger and then add a sentence: "Although I can't cure her hands, I can help her repair her mental state of being injured, but the cycle will be longer."

The black clouds surrounding Huo Siqing had not dissipated at all, and it seemed that a fire had burned in his chest, leaving only desolate.

"go out."

"Call me if you have something to do!"

I couldn't get the breath, so I immediately picked up the medicine box and left here.

The room returned to silence, and Yun Anan was still sleeping, not knowing what had just happened.

Huo Siqing lay down on her side, gently penetrated her left arm through the back of her neck, and hugged her with his right hand, hugging her into his arms.

He behaved gently, carrying indescribable caution, as if he was afraid of hurting her, so he didn't even dare to touch her right hand easily.

Finally hugging her in his arms again, Huo Siqing lowered his eyebrows and sighed silently.

I never thought that even hugging her to sleep has become such a luxury now.
Chapter completed!