After exhausting myself to death

"what did you say?"

Xu Xiangdong was speechless: "You, have you lost your memory?"

Shen Minghuan nodded sincerely.

This is a big deal, and nothing can happen to this big baby's head.

Xu Xiangdong hurriedly asked: "When and how did you lose your memory?"

Shen Minghuan thought for a while and answered one by one in order: "After I woke up yesterday. I don't know either."

"But... that's not right." Xu Xiangdong keenly noticed something was wrong: "You just sent us an email at noon yesterday. If you have lost your memory, how could you..." How could you write something that he couldn't even read? thing.

Shen Minghuan showed doubts in his eyes: "I have amnesia, not dementia."

He explained with a sense of crisis: "I just forgot my past experiences, but I haven't forgotten this basic common sense. You can see that I have no problem communicating in normal language and writing, and it won't delay my work."

Xu Xiangdong: "..."

For the first time, he knew that the cosmic probe was something that could be mentioned alongside language and words and called common sense.

Is this the world in the eyes of a genius? How terrible.

Xu Xiangdong showed a strong smile and then asked: "But you also attached a resume with some of your personal experiences written on it?"

Shen Minghuan was confused again: "I have a mobile phone and an identity certificate. I can find out by just checking."

Xu Xiangdong couldn't laugh anymore.

The memory loss in his imagination should be accompanied by bewildered wailing and crying, or self-pity for the sudden accident.

And Shen Minghuan's amnesia... is even the same as no amnesia!

Oh, there is still a little difference.

Xu Xiangdong was cautious: "So, with that resume of yours, are you really applying for a job?"

"Otherwise?" Shen Minghuan was shocked: "Didn't you come to interview me today because my resume passed?"

Xu Xiangdong: "..."

He smiled awkwardly: "Yes, of course, your resume is excellent."

The boss has indeed forgotten a lot of common sense. He doesn't seem to know how powerful he is.

Xu Xiangdong had reason to suspect that Shen Minghuan had searched for a bunch of key tips for finding a job after losing his memory. He also checked the most famous "companies" in this field, and then sent a job application based on his email address.

He has never been so lucky that the institute has such a distinguished status that it can be listed at the top of the keyword search page.

Shen Minghuan also breathed a sigh of relief. "Did I pass the interview?"

Although Xu Xiangdong understood the boss's thoughts, this did not prevent him from getting heartbroken when he heard the word "interview".

How can he be this interviewer?

Xu Xiangdong sighed inwardly and changed the subject: "Did you go to the hospital? Did the doctor tell you what the cause was? How to treat it? Are there any sequelae?"

"Ah, I haven't gone to the hospital yet." Shen Minghuan replied.

Xu Xiangdong was a little anxious when he heard this: "Why?"

Shen Minghuan said confidently: "I have no money."

He happily ordered two more takeaways for yesterday's dinner and today's breakfast, and completely spent the last of his money.

He never expected such a simple reason, nor did he expect that Shen Minghuan, the eldest son of the Shen family and a genius, would be short of money. Xu Xiangdong was stunned for a second and hurriedly expressed his position: "The company will pay for it, and it will be treated as a physical examination for employment."

Although he hasn't gone back to apply yet, Xu Xiangdong doesn't believe that the leader will object. This is a precious head that can explore the origin of the universe and think about the truth of the world!

Shen Minghuan shook his head: "Thank you, but I haven't agreed to join the job yet."

"Does the company have five insurances and one housing fund? What is the basis for payment?"

"How is the salary calculated? Will there be a year-end bonus?"

"How long is the probation period?"

"How is the atmosphere in the company? Will there be old people who look down on newcomers, and then workplace bullying will occur?"

"Working overtime every day, taking weekends off... Oh, it doesn't matter."

"The most important thing is," Shen Minghuan said seriously: "Does food and accommodation get included?"

*

Xu Xiangdong immediately sent the recording file back. As expected, Shen Minghuan's bizarre amnesia attracted great attention from professors and leaders. So although Shen Minghuan was very reluctant, Xu Xiangdong was coaxed and persuaded to send him to the hospital for a comprehensive examination.

Don't ask why Shen Minghuan is reluctant, no one likes to go to the hospital, no one!

Today's medical level is very advanced, and Shen Minghuan walked through a special channel, and the results of the physical examination came out in less than half a day.

The doctor looked embarrassed as he took the report: "Judging from the results, your brain did not suffer any external damage."

Like a conscientious old mother, Xu Xiangdong asked eagerly: "Doctor, what does this mean? Does it mean there is no problem with his brain? Then how could he lose his memory?"

"We can't say for sure that there is no problem. The human brain is a very complex field. However, since it is not due to external forces, the more likely inference at present is that the patient has suffered some huge and unacceptable stimulation, which has led to memory loss. "

Of course, there is another possibility that it is just pretending.

But the doctor vaguely heard that this man was an important talent in the country, so he probably wouldn't do such a thing.

The doctor sighed regretfully: "There is no better medical way. If you want to restore his memory, I suggest you take him to do more familiar things and visit places he has been to before."

He originally wanted to give Shen Minghuan a few words, but when he turned around, he saw the man looking around nonchalantly, as if he didn't care about his physical condition at all. He suddenly felt aggrieved for some reason.

It doesn't matter. When you are a doctor, you have to be aware of being pissed off by your patients.

The doctor skillfully extricated himself, silently withdrew his gaze, and told Xu Xiangdong again: "Take your time, don't be in a hurry, otherwise it may cause secondary damage."

Xu Xiangdong nodded repeatedly, wanting to take out a pen and paper and write it down.

Seeing this attitude, the doctor felt relieved physically and mentally, "By the way, his body is in a serious sub-health state. You should keep an eye on him, eat three meals on time, have a reasonable work and rest schedule, and exercise for a period of time every day."

The careless Shen Minghuan's expression froze.

The system also agreed: [Host, do you remember that you had to sleep for nine hours in the first small world? ]

As a result, starting from the second small world and seeing the colorful world, Shen Minghuan learned to stay up late.

Xu Xiangdong glanced at Shen Minghuan warily and assured the doctor with high spirits: "Doctor, we will definitely take good care of him. Do you have any other suggestions?"

Shen Minghuan protested dissatisfied: "The law protects the personal freedom of every citizen!"

Xu Xiangdong just pretended not to hear. What is personal freedom? He is the guardian to ensure the personal safety of the ward.

When the doctor saw Shen Minghuan being so repulsive, he felt that all the suffocation he had felt just now was gone. He was very impressed by Xu Xiangdong's compliments and immediately wrote him a note list using his best words since starting work.

People in this era are more or less sub-healthy, but if the doctor can use the word "serious", it shows that Shen Minghuan's health is indeed in bad shape.

There are no major illnesses, just a bunch of minor problems.

When Xu Xiangdong took the physical examination results with Shen Minghuan and left the hospital, he was still very confused: "Mr. Shen, what kind of life have you been living these years?"

The original owner had only gone out a handful of times in the past eight years. He often only remembered to eat when he was hungry, and ordered takeout when he ate. His days and nights were always reversed, and he could not sleep during the day or at night. It’s strange to be healthy in this kind of living situation.

Shen Minghuan looked back confidently: "Doctors from ancient times to the present like to make the problem very serious. Why don't I feel that something is wrong with me?"

Xu Xiangdong ignored these words. He slapped his head and said to himself: "What did I ask you for? You have lost your memory."

Considering that Shen Minghuan still had amnesia, they didn't trust him to go home alone, so they asked Xu Xiangdong to take him to the institute first. Anyway, the country has the ability to take good care of a person.

Shen Minghuan got into Xu Xiangdong's car and sent a message to the hourly worker aunt, saying that he would not be going home for a while and asked her to stop cleaning.

As soon as the aunt replied "ok", she turned around and was visited by state investigators.

Shen Minghuan's memory loss was so bizarre that it always made people a little uneasy. Although he left, the small house was already being monitored from three floors inside and three outside.

According to Shen Minghuan, he woke up yesterday and found that he had lost his memory. In the afternoon of the previous day, his aunt happened to come to his place to clean the house. If there was anything unusual, Auntie might be able to sense something was wrong.

The woman was startled and asked tremblingly: "What's wrong? Is Mr. Shen a murderer?"

The investigator patiently reassured: "He is not, don't be nervous, we are just conducting a routine investigation."

The woman was confused and said: "But it's useless for you to look for me. For so many years, I didn't even know what he looked like or what his name was."

"But I have heard his voice a few times. Don't tell me, it sounds pretty good."

"Actually, his house is quite clean. At first, I thought that he paid such a high price because he made some dirty things that were difficult to deal with. But every time I went there, I just helped sweep the floor, wipe the table, etc., and then help again when I went out. Just throw away the trash, it’s just takeout and instant noodle boxes, nothing weird.”

"Such a big man doesn't even have a bottle of wine at home."

During holidays, it’s easy to not order takeout due to the high delivery fees. The original owner sometimes eats instant noodles. Although I wasn’t used to it at first, after taking a few bites I realized that it was quite delicious.

The woman thought for a long time and felt that except for Shen Minghuan's strange personality, everything was quite normal and he didn't look like a bad person who broke the law and committed crimes. She had a fair impression of Shen Minghuan. After all, he was a boss who was busy but paid little.

The investigators didn't think it was normal. They looked at each other and asked seriously: "Are you sure you two haven't met once in eight years?"

The woman works for about two hours at a time and has visited her more than 900 times so far. How could she not see her even once in such a small house? According to what she said, every time before he came, Shen Minghuan would hide in the study, and the next time the woman came to clean the study, Shen Minghuan would hide in the bedroom.

The investigators frowned at the same time, sensing something hugely strange.

Why doesn't Shen Minghuan want to see anyone? What is he hiding from? What is he hiding? Could it have something to do with his inexplicable amnesia?

What exactly happened to Shen Minghuan eight years ago?