Chapter 1287

Xiang Qinghao has been awake for an hour. At this time, only Xiang Pohan is with him. Some complex drug ingredients have been found in Xiang Qinghao's blood. After repeated confirmation by doctors, it is a kind of cleaning and memory medicine developed by Xiang family.

After hearing this, Xiang QingHan's face was as gloomy as iron. Someone dared to use detergent on his nephew in his lab.

Xiang Qinghao is sitting on the sofa at the moment, his fingers are flipping the iPad in his hand quickly. He is the son of heaven that the family has been holding since he was a child. Therefore, the picture of his growing up experience can be described as a record of one by one.

Even if he lost his memory, it did not affect his developed brain nerves and his ability to accept things calmly and rationally.

Xiang Bo Han is furious, but he should be glad that he didn't take his nephew's life. Otherwise, how can he tell the family elders?

"Qinghao, is there anything else you don't understand?" Xiang Pohan looks at his nephew with a gentle voice.

Xiang Qinghao has read his growth record, and the blank area in his mind has been perfectly contacted. For what just happened here, Xiang shanhan has explained it again. Now, he has fully understood the origin of the matter.

"Uncle Qi, I know who I am, but there are still some details that I can't remember clearly."

"As long as you know who you are and what your mission is, you still have a lot of time to fill in the details." Xiang is relieved for his recovery.

"We have an inner ghost here, this man, I must find out." Xiang Baohan clenched his fist and looked at his nephew who was contemplating beside him. "I'll send you back to Xiang's house for a rest. In a short time, I'll take care of the business here."

"You should be careful, uncle." Xiang Qinghao cares about a sentence. Compared with him before he lost his memory, he is confused now and then in his eyes. Even he always wants to fill in other blank memories.

Xiang Qinghao was sent back to Xiang's house, and Xiang shanhan stayed to check the matter.

Xiangzhai is located in a very mysterious forest. Outside the gate is the self built airport, a house covering an area of nearly 10000 square meters. Under the stars, it is full of the ancient flavor. This is the house of Xiangjia for nearly a hundred years. From the initial ancestors to the present, it has been spreading continuously. This family has also experienced several generations of changes and has the brilliance of the pharmaceutical empire.

Xiang Qinghao gathers up his suit. Although he has lost his memory, there are some things that are branded into his inspiration and cannot be washed out with liquid medicine. He even knew where the other end of the corridor was, as if it were something he knew subconsciously, which made him more familiar and kind to all these things.

"Qinghao..." Xiang's mother, who had already received the notice, rushed to see her son, who was still standing up in front of her. She hugged him tightly and sobbed.

Xiang Qinghao reached for his mother and called softly, "Mom."

This tone made Xiang's tears stop immediately, and joy surged up. Although her son lost his memory, she still called her tone the same as before.

Her son, no change.

At this time, Xiang Qinghao saw the man next to him. He called out, "Dad."

"Don't you know how to protect yourself? Let's worry about that. " Xiang Sinian pretended to scold.

Mrs. Xiang immediately confessed to her son, "what do you scold him for? He didn't want to do that either. "

Xiang Qinghao bent his lips and smiled. At this time, in the welcome crowd, there was an old man in a wheelchair. There was an old man standing beside him. Xiang's wife pushed him. "Your grandfather and your great grandfather are here. Go and say hello."

Xiang Qinghao came to the two elders, and his eyes showed respect for them. "Grandpa, Grandpa."

"Although it makes our feelings less, it's still my favorite grandson." Xiang Laozi reaches out and pats him.

"Qinghao! My old bone can't stand your fright. You want my life! " Xiang's old prince reached over and held him tightly with his bony hand. "Nothing can happen."

Xiang Qinghao is surrounded by his relatives. He quickly integrates into his identity as Prince of Xiang family. However, in his lack of memory, he forgets that there is a girl who appears ceremoniously in his life. No one mentions her to him, and he can't think of her.

But he didn't know that the girl was thinking about him at the moment.

Jiang Xinwei has been a little uneasy these two days. Even though she has a good inspiration for collecting wind this time, and the manuscript she handed in, Jiang Shan also likes it very much. However, since Xiang Qinghao left China, she thought he would send her a message when he arrived. However, she waited for two days, but she didn't wait.

There are always some in her heart.

Because when he left, although his tone was relaxed, it might make him catch up with him constantly. It must not be a small thing.

Today, when she took a nap in the office, she had a nightmare. She was awakened. In the nightmare, she seemed to see Xiang Qinghao coming back, but she stood behind him and wanted to catch up with him, but he didn't seem to see her. She walked very fast, and he didn't hear what she called.

Jiang Xinwei, who was awakened, gasped a little. She gathered her long hair. In the air-conditioned office, she had a cold sweat all over her body. She took a paper towel and wiped the sweat.

The heart is still aching, even if it's just a dream, but it makes her feel sad.

Jiang Xinwei bit her red lips and reached for the cell phone beside her. She found Xiang Qinghao's number. She didn't dare to disturb him, but at the moment, she seemed to find great courage.

She dialed.

The cell phone is connected, which makes her heart tighten again.

She was waiting nervously for his familiar voice.

At the moment, Xiang Qinghao, who had just bathed in Xiangzhai, heard the cell phone on the desktop ring, and he frowned. He would have forgotten so many things.

He is more cautious about the incoming calls from mobile phones.

He took a look and called the number of country Z, and the name on it was Jiang Xinwei, the name of a girl.

Xiang Qinghao narrowed his eyes and went to the window to pick up the voice. The voice line restored his usual coldness, "Hello! Who? "

Jiang Xinwei opened her eyes and couldn't believe to see her mobile phone again. She didn't dial the wrong number!

Wait a minute. It's like Xiang Qinghao's.

"I'm Xinwei, Qinghao, is that you?" Jiang Xinwei asked tentatively.

"I'm Xiang Qinghao, who are you?" Xiang Qinghao asked. He was curious about the sweet female voice.

Jiang Xinwei's breath is smothering, and her heart will be broken in an instant. Is this a dream? Is this still the dream just now?

"You don't know who I am?" Jiang Xinwei covers her lips and calms her voice.

Is he teasing her on purpose?

Xiang Qinghao listened to the wounded woman. He frowned again. Who is she? Why does it exist in his cell phone number? He wanted to grab some memory of Jiang Xinwei from his head, but it was a blank existence.

The silence of about seven seconds on the opposite side paled Jiang Xinwei's face. She was waiting for him to recover the gentle Xiang Qinghao, waiting for him to call her name gently next second.

"What can I do for you?" Xiang Qinghao wants to know where she's calling when he can't confirm her importance.

Jiang Xinwei holds her mobile phone and shivers. Finally, she cries out, "Xiang Qinghao, don't you remember me? What happened to you? I'm Jiang Xinwei. "

Xiang Qinghao listened to the cry, his fist clenched subconsciously, as if his subconscious also clenched his heart.

"I did have an accident. I lost my memory. Miss Jiang, if you have something important, you can tell me." Xiang Qinghao's voice line is still cold.

This is his current attitude to the outside world, because the amnesia of him is likely to make some people have a bad idea.

Therefore, he will never show too much personal feelings to people he doesn't know. "Have you lost your memory?" Jiang Xinwei's head exploded. What happened to him?

"And are you hurt?" Jiang Xinwei's first thought is to care for him.

"I just suffered some minor head injuries and nothing happened to my body. Thank you for your concern." Xiang Qinghao said politely.

Jiang Xinwei's breath was held once more, listening to his voice clearly, as if Xiang Qinghao in her heart was far away.

"It's ok if you're OK." Jiang Xinwei sobbed.

"I'll hang up first." Xiang Qinghao will go to see Grandpa because he is waiting for him to talk.

"Don't..." Jiang Xinwei didn't want to hang up. He lost his memory and lost their relationship. They had no definite relationship.

But she didn't want to lose touch with him.

"Is there anything else?" Xiang Qinghao asked in a low voice.

"I Don't delete my number, will you? " Jiang Xinwei's humble request.

Because of Xiang Qinghao's real identity, it's just for her, but it's still a little unattainable. He fell in love with her because of the wedding side, maybe, her bold kiss.

But now, he forgot that she was a strange existence in his heart.

She was afraid of suddenly losing all contact with him.

"Good! I will not delete it. " Xiang Qinghao made a low promise. At this time, his mother outside the door was calling him, "Qinghao, your grandfather is calling you."

"Good! I'll be right there. " Xiang Qinghao answered and said to the girl on the other end of the phone, "I should hang up! Contact later. See you later. "

Finish saying, he hung up, and he did not know, the girl at this end of the phone, tears, Jiang Xinwei finally can not help, she fell on the table crying out.

Her heart, really hurt!