In the face of Caesar's accountability, the doctor was too angry to be angry. First, because Caesar was a foreign businessman, a slight carelessness could lead to a diplomatic incident. Second, the wounded had a special identity and was the young master of the commander of the military region. Therefore, the doctor can only endure unhappiness and continue to explain: "it's normal. A person's brain is very wonderful. The location and degree of injury directly affect his memory area, just like disk C and disk D in our computer. The damaged location is different, and the lost files are different. He may remember you, but he doesn't remember what happened recently."

Caesar was of noble origin. After a short period of consternation, he calmed down a little and regained his reason. The milk white handsome face was no longer tight, and his face became much better. Then he bowed slightly to the doctor and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, doctor, I was out of control and impolite just now."

"It doesn't matter, I can understand." seeing Caesar's apology, the doctor quickly lost his smiling face.

"Excuse me, doctor, is there a way for the hospital?" Caesar glanced at Shaojun who had just awakened with concern, and his face was very dignified. "There are too many problems now. I want him to ring out the things before as soon as possible. If the domestic level is limited, I can find some experts abroad for adjuvant treatment?"

The doctor hesitated and said sincerely, "I don't think it's necessary. If he can recover after a period of time, he doesn't need any experts, but if he can't recover, it's useless for you to find more experts. There are not many more advanced studies on the brain than those in China."

Caesar nodded slightly, "thank you, doctor. I see."

After the doctor left, Caesar went back to Shaojun's bed, lowered his head and stared at Shaojun with a blank face. He asked in a deep voice, "Shao, there are some things you can't escape. We didn't fall in the Amazon rainforest in those years, and now we can't fall here. If you understand what I'm talking about, I believe you will know what to do."

Shaojun looked at Caesar blankly. He didn't seem to understand what he was talking about.

Seeing that the situation has become so complicated and Shao Jun has such a big sequelae because of the car accident, Caesar can't help worrying.

He sat by the bed, slowed down, looked straight at Shaojun's confused eyes, tried to tell Shaojun something about the previous military academy, kept talking about all kinds of experiences before the wedding, and tried to awaken his memory when he had a car accident.

However, after communicating for almost an afternoon, the attempt was fruitless.

No matter how Caesar guided and how he repeatedly mentioned things before marriage, Shaojun looked puzzled. Shao Jun remembers Caesar, military academy in Germany and everything.

But I don't remember that I had a car accident, or even... Who Xu nianyi is.

The three words "Xu nianyi" seem to have never appeared in Shao Jun's life.

When Caesar mentioned something related to Xu nianyi, Shaojun also looked puzzled. In addition to shaking his head, he denied it.

It seems that all the memories related to Xu nianyi seem to have been erased by an eraser in Shaojun's mind.

Seeing the sky getting dark outside the window, Caesar communicated for a long time, and his mouth was about to wear out. Shao Jun also looked a little tired and his face became paler and paler. Finally, he even lay in the hospital bed and fell asleep again.

Shao Jungang just woke up. He was too weak to talk for a long time.

Although Caesar still has a belly of words to say, he has to worry about Shao Jun's seriously injured body. He can only suppress his anxiety first.

With a helpless sigh, Caesar silently turned and left the ward.

When I came to the door, a woman in Chanel's small round neck pink dress was walking towards the ward with a hurried step, and just met Caesar.

The woman stared at Caesar's face for a long time and asked hesitantly, "are you - John?"

Caesar glanced at the woman, with the corners of his mouth slightly upturned and a polite smile, "Miss Wen, you can call me Mr. rosfield."

"It's really you?" Wen Xiangqing was a little excited. "Five years ago, I followed my father to waldsden manor. I remember that you just graduated from the military school. Your hair was short and energetic. I still remember your cool face at that time."

"I also remember when you were visiting the manor, you were stunned by my father's Jaguar. Later, I personally flew a helicopter to take you to Buckingham county hospital for rescue."

Wen Xiangqing's face reddened a little, and his white cheeks were much more playful because of the red halo: "my condition was serious at that time, which really caused you trouble."

Caesar smiled and asked, "Miss Wen, this is --"

"Oh, I came to see a friend. He was hurt and treated here."

Caesar looked back at the direction of the ward. "Is Shaojun your friend?"

"Yes, we grew up together and are very good friends. Why, John - Oh, it's Mr. rosfield. Do you know ah Jun?"

"He is not my friend, but my good brother."

A look of surprise flashed in Wen Xiangqing's eyes, "that's really a coincidence. We really should get together when we have time. It's really fate."

Caesar smiled disapprovingly, "in fact, it's not fate. Everyone is in a circle. I know at least 500 people like Miss Wen, but I don't even have five brothers like Shao."

Wen Xiangqing smiled awkwardly and didn't know what to say.

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