章)"Excuse me, are you my husband?"
Text/Yi Zimei
"Is the patient in bed 23 awake?"
At 9:30 in the evening, Director Huang of the Emergency Surgery Department of Yunyi City Third Hospital had just completed a minimally invasive brain hemorrhage surgery, changed his sterile gloves and surgical gown, simply washed and disinfected them, and hurried to the ward on the 7th floor.
Nurse Tian Li followed him, walking quickly and saying, "He just woke up a few minutes ago. I came to see you as soon as possible."
"Its a good thing that he woke up. Why do you sound so nervous?"
More than nervous, Tian Lis whole face was filled with worry: "He woke up, but the patients condition is a bit..."
It seemed difficult to say. She pondered for a long time but couldnt organize her words. She turned the corner of the corridor and saw the ward in front. She simply said, "Its hard to explain in a few words. You should go over and take a look first."
This patient was quite important. When he was admitted to the hospital due to a car accident, Vice President Song came to visit him and asked about the patients condition in detail. At the end, he told them to take good care of him.
Tian Li did not dare to take it lightly. The patient had been in a coma for the past few days, and she would go over to check on him every once in a while.
Until more than ten minutes ago, the patient suddenly showed signs of waking up.
First, she looked into the ward from the observation window, and Tian Li stretched out her hand to push open the door.
The young doctor and nurse stood at the end of the bed. When they saw them coming in, they immediately made way for them: "Director Huang."
Director Huang walked into the ward: "How is the patient?"
Several people looked at the bed in unison.
After the patient was admitted to the hospital, there was a small commotion in their department.
In addition to her status that made Vice President Song pay attention, there was another reason: she was too beautiful.
People come and go in the hospital every day. As medical staff, they have to see tens of thousands of people. Celebrities are not new, but such eye-catching ones are rare.
The patient was half leaning against the head of the bed, with gauze wrapped around her forehead, and the inner layer faintly showing blood red. Her face was a little haggard, and there was a slight scratch on the side of her neck.
While everyone was watching her, she was also looking at them.
A pair of tea-brown eyes, with a texture like clear glass beads, now filled with confusion and inquiry like white paper, swept over the people standing in front of her window one by one, looking at me with pity.
"Blood pressure and heart rate are normal, and there is nothing wrong with the injuries to her hands and legs, but--"
The female doctor in the lead was Director Huangs student. She explained the situation to him in a calm and steady manner, but her tone sounded a little mysterious: "She has amnesia now."
"Amnesia?"
The student nodded: "She cant even remember her own name. It should be due to head trauma."
Director Huang stood at the end of the bed, with his hands behind his back, looking at the patient thoughtfully, carefully examining her face, as if trying to see some clues from her face.
The patient tilted her head slightly.
She blinked her eyes and looked back at his scrutinizing gaze, without dodging or avoiding.
Director Huang, who had seen countless people, almost couldnt resist these smart eyes. After observing for a while, he said kindly: "My last name is Huang, I am the director of neurosurgery, and I treated your head injury. Now I need to judge the extent of your amnesia, and I will ask you some questions. Answer what you know, and it doesnt matter if you cant remember, just dont answer for now, okay?"
The patient thought for a while and nodded in agreement: "Okay."
Director Huang first asked her about her physical condition, whether she had a headache, whether she was dizzy, and whether she felt uncomfortable. She answered them one by one.
After that, Director Huang began to confirm her cognitive status: "Do you know who you are?"
The patients lips became pale due to blood loss, and she opened her lips and answered slowly: "My name is Zhong Li, and I am a peerless beauty."
Director Huang was stunned.
Zhong Li blinked her eyes, without a trace of shame on her pretty face. She gently raised her left hand and pointed to the electronic display screen on the bed wall to explain: "The name is written on it."
She added: "Nurse Xiao Su just showed me a mirror."
Some people in the back row couldnt hold it back and laughed out loud, while others lowered their heads and covered their laughter with fists.
Tian Li looked at Xiao Su standing next to her. The latter stood there with an innocent look on his face. He subconsciously reached into his pocket and touched his small makeup mirror.
I have never seen anyone brag about being a peerless beauty.
Director Huang couldnt help laughing and nodded and said: "No problem. Then how much do you remember about your life background? Do you still remember your family and home address?"
These questions seemed to have touched Zhong Lis blind spots.
She answered while recalling: "My father died when I was very young. I lived with my mother since I was young. She raised me up alone. It was very hard. Her name is... well, I cant remember it. I dont remember my home address... I dont remember my husband..."
She paused here, and her two thin eyebrows slightly frowned.
Some of the interns behind her stopped writing and stared at her expectantly, wondering if she could remember anything.
Some of them sighed in their hearts, such a beautiful woman should be the common wealth of mankind, why did she get married so early, what a waste of natural gifts. I dont know what kind of man has such a blessing, her ancestors must have accumulated great virtues.
Zhong Lis lips suddenly straightened, her hands on her chest, frowned, and seemed to be a little uncomfortable.
Several medical staff suddenly became nervous. Director Huang asked with concern: "Where do you feel uncomfortable? Are you dizzy?"
Zhong Li covered his chest and took a breath to answer: "I feel a little sick when I mention him."
Everyone: "..."
Director Huang cleared his throat: "It doesnt matter. If you cant remember, dont think about it for now. Dont worry."
Seeing that she was unwell, he stopped asking and comforted her: "You are still very weak now, so take a good rest first. We will notify your family members, and they should be able to come soon."
Director Huang left the ward, and a group of people surrounded him and walked quickly in the corridor to listen to his explanation.
Tian Li just returned and met an emergency patient. He trotted all the way to arrange the patient and notified the doctor on duty. When he returned to the nurse station after the work, Xiao Su, who had returned from the ward, was whispering to another nurse.
"She has a bad relationship with her husband?"
"Looking at her reaction when she mentioned her husband, it must be bad. She was still talking in her sleep before she woke up, and all she said was: Dead scumbag."
"Ah~ She still remembers being a scumbag even after losing her memory. How scumbag must her husband be."
"Didnt the driver who caused the accident keep making excuses when he was bandaging the patient, saying that the patient was absent-minded and suddenly walked out. Its probably because of emotional trauma... Wow!"
Xiao Su covered her head and looked back. Tian Li took back her hand and taught her a lesson: "Be steady and dont make blind guesses. Do your job well. The patients privacy has nothing to do with you."
"Im not just standing up for the beauty." Xiao Su was indignant. "What a bastard, hes not satisfied with such a beautiful wife. If I were a man and could marry such a beautiful wife, I would definitely love her to death!"
Tian Li shook her head speechlessly and muttered: "The girl is quite gossipy."
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Zhong Lis head seemed to be filled with chaos, shaking left and right, and his temples throbbing.
The left foot was fixed with plaster and could not move, and the injury on the right hand was also hurting continuously.
It was different from the pain in the head. One was sharp and continuous, while the other was dull and slow, and it would become violent every few moments.
Zhong Li was a very delicate person. She could not stand even a little pain, let alone such injuries.
She closed her eyes, frowned between her eyebrows, clenched her uninjured hand into a fist, pressed the edge of the quilt, and pursed her pale lips.
Physiological tears flowed up vaguely and flowed through the corners of her eyes.
Woo, miss mom.
It took her a while to understand and accept that she had lost her memory.
The brain was like a cassette tape, with many voices intertwined, sometimes close and sometimes far away.
Sometimes many people were talking at the same time, one voice over another, like wrapped in a thin film, and it was unclear who was saying what, blurry and messy.
Sometimes people stood beside her, and every word clearly rubbed her nerves.
Chaotic, no picture.
It took a long time to finally straighten out the messy and curly base and start running again.
Like a rising tide, those voices came one after another, like a match, lighting fires in her heart.
Her head was probably hit hard, and her memories became fragmented. Every time she picked up a piece, a fire started.
This fire woke up Zhong Lis scattered mind and barely sorted out the fragments that were scrambling and shouting in her head.
Her family was poor, her father died early, and she was left with her lonely and weak mother. She lived in poverty and was bullied since childhood.
When she met her future husband, she thought that her unfortunate fate had finally turned out well. The man was handsome, rich, and extremely charming. She fell in love with him naturally and soon entered the marriage hall hand in hand with him.
Her husband was super handsome, very rich, with a prominent family background and outstanding abilities. He was like the protagonist of a novel.
Many people think that she is lucky to marry into a wealthy family, and they are full of envy and jealousy.
In theory, Zhong Li should be a rich wife with a happy life.
Unfortunately, beautiful love did not come to her.
Only she herself knows that her life after marriage is far from as glorious as outsiders see it.
Her husbands family has a prominent status. After marriage, she was asked to be a full-time wife. She returned to the family with a beautiful yearning for love and marriage, managed everything at home in an orderly manner, loved her husband wholeheartedly, was gentle and considerate.
However, most of the time in a year, she was alone, guarding the cold and deserted big house.
Her husband seemed to be a little frigid. After two years of marriage, he only came home a few times, leaving her, a beautiful wife, at home to live a widow.
Her enthusiasm and sincere love were always like a stone falling into the water, and she did not get any response.
What a frigidity!
She was kept in the dark for two years, and later found out that her beloved husband had cheated on her.
That little devil was not an ordinary mistress, but Bai Yueguang, whom he had loved for many years and could not forget.
It turned out that the reason why he married her was just because she had a face that was three-quarters similar to Bai Yueguang.
Her husband had no feelings for her at all. As soon as Bai Yueguang returned to China, he wanted to kick her out of the house to make room for his beloved woman; and he planned to make her leave the house with nothing and not get a penny.
Thinking of this, Zhong Li was furious.
HeartThe liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys ached, and the nausea became stronger.
Is there anything in the world that makes people more angry than a husband cheating on her?
Yes.
The person your husband cheated on is the one he truly loves and loves deeply, and you are just a substitute who is used as a copycat substitute.
The real Bai Yueguang is back, and you, the substitute, are going to be abandoned, and your dear husband is planning to give you a supreme exclusive, super annoying, and penniless package.
Are you angry?
Angry.
Are you willing?
Ill be willing to kill your ancestors.
Do you want to kill this couple?
What nonsense, where is the knife? I will lose if I dont let them die on the same year, month, day and second.
If the man is gone, its gone, its a small matter, but she cant swallow the anger of being toyed with like this, deceiving her feelings and wasting her youth.
Zhong Li can take anything, but she wont take anything.
Whoever wants to be the wronged person can be the wronged person, but she wont be the wrong person.
At this moment, she only had one thought, that if she didnt cut the scumbag into pieces, she would not be able to get rid of the hatred in her heart.
But, the problem is...
Zhong Li pondered for a long time, racked her brains, exhausted her brain cells, but still couldnt remember.
What did her husband, who everyone wanted to kill, look like?
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