Boss-gege Excessive Spoiling

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"She woke up!"

Exclaimed from the hospital bed, the nurse quickly divided the people to inform the attending doctor and the South family, but the girl had not come yet, but the **** the bed opened her eyes.

"Miss Nan, how do you feel? You... your father and your mother are coming soon, you wait..."

The nurse was nervous. Everyone knows that Miss Nan Yao’s temper is the most violent, and she has no good looks for anyone. It is like a million dollars that everyone owes her.

The last time she woke up, she quarreled with Mr. Nan and pushed the electrocardiograph at the time to the ground.

However, to their surprise, the pale **** the bed slowly opened her eyes, and after seeing everything around, the look was even more nervous than them!

She stared at a pair of clear eyes, looked at everything around me inexplicably, and seemed to understand something for a moment, her face changed: "Where is it here? Dean? I want to go home!"

The nurses are at a loss.

Mr. Nan and the South family soon came to the hospital.

The middle-aged man who just left the group meeting was wearing a formal suit and walked in the hospital corridor. The eyebrows were wrinkled and sharp, and the serious face was tight. Anyone who came to see it could see his unhappiness.

Nan Nan Dao Nan Yun Shen is cold, and there is no mood swings in the eyes, he can not see that he has half a worry about his sister.

The young man's body is long and thin, the white shirt untied two buttons, and the dark gray trousers are wrapped in long legs. It is a very common dress, but it attracts everyone's attention.

The hospital corridor filled with the smell of disinfectant water, he was born out of a red carpet T-stage feeling.

Nan Shao's appearance is not similar to that of the South Father. It is an extremely handsome and delicate facial features. His face is like a jade, but there is no feminine, but a feeling of grace and grace.

His eyes were narrow and thin, his sword was long and his face was cold, and he walked through the corridor. The young nurses at the nurses station looked down on him.

The attending doctor followed Mr. Nan and took the medical record book and explained nervously: "...the diagnosis of the result, we think that Miss Nan is suffering from 'retrograde forgetting', referring to the acquisition and storage of information before the patient's amnesia occurs. Memory loss, but the ability to generate new memories is not affected..."

“Say simpler.”

"Say simple, that is..." The attending doctor bit his teeth and looked up. "Miss Nan lost her memory."

Nan Fu and Nan Yun Shen have already arrived at the door of the ward.

At this time, the ward is very busy.

"I am your mother Xu Xiaoshu, this is your sister Nan Wei, do you remember anything?"

Nanmu is pulling Nanwei to sit on the sofa by the bed and speaks earnestly.

On the hospital bed, the girl was sitting pale and whispering: "I don't remember, I... I want to find the Dean."

"You are talking about the orphanage dean? She has retired, you forgot, she went abroad with her son last year, and now I can't see it!"

Nanmu’s subconscious voice was a bit rushed. When the family had quarreled, the daughter who had just recognized, noisy, noisy, “This is not as good as the previous orphanage, I would rather stay back in the orphanage!”, make the home a The chaos, she and the South Father, almost got sick.

However, she just said this, seeing her daughter in the hospital bed, red and stunned: "Sorry, I... I don't remember..."

She sat quietly on the hospital bed, and she couldn't see a little **** ruddy on the delicate face. Some of the pitiful meanings were like the light bubbles in the sun, the colorful and exquisite, but it seemed to break and dissipate at any time.

People can't help but feel soft.