Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Mom, look at what you said, you are your daughter, how can you see me like this?"

When they entered the examination room, they didn't know. At this moment, a pair of eyes were staring at them without blinking.

Ruoxin, Shen Yijun?

Lu Xiaohua was thinking of these two names strangely. It seems that I heard them both. If Ruoxin is Xia Ruoxin, but Ruoxin is not a very strange name. It is quite common to say it. However, Shen Yijun is somewhat familiar in her memory. Although she doesn't have much memory, as long as she has this feeling, then it must be her.

"Lu Xiao painting, Lu Xiao painting, Lu Xiao painting on the thirty-seventh."

Lu Xiaohua flipped the sign in her hand, the number thirty-seven above, she quickly stood up, how did she forget this, she stood up, this is the number, and found A well-known local expert visits. This doctor is an authority on the cardiovascular and cerebrovascular aspects.

"Have you hurt your head?" The 50-year-old professor asked Landing Xiaohua.

"Yes," Lu Xiao nodded, "My family said that I had suffered a serious injury today and I hit my head at that time." She reached out and gently plucked her hair. "So I don't remember the previous It ’s just that I always dream, but when I wake up, I do n’t have any impression at all, and I have severe insomnia. ”

Lu Xiaohua told her doctor about her condition, the doctor kept it from time to time, and then gave her a series of checklists. Lu Xiaohua knew that this was a required test. It must be. The place where she was injured was nothing else. But it was her brain. Soon after, she had performed a series of examinations according to the list prescribed by the doctor, and the results were poor.

And she had just sat on the rest chair, but met Yang Ruolin and the woman named Shen Yijun, and Yang Ruolin's face changed as soon as she saw her.

"Ruoxin, what's wrong, your hands are so cold?" Shen Yijun was startled when she touched her daughter's hand. "Also, what's wrong with you, your face is so bad, if you want to see it for you ? "

"Mom, don't need it, I'm fine, but it's a bit boring and can't breathe here," Yang Ruolin said, pulling Shen Yijun and leaving, just like Lu Xiaohua is a poisonous snake and beast.

Lu Xiaohua took out her mobile phone and looked at the time. Her test results would not be available until an hour later, and she needed to wait here.

However, the two people just now, she shook her finger, and finally unplugged a number. She thought it might not work, or she couldn't get through.

The result was unexpected. The call arrived quickly.

"Hello, is Mr. Chu?" She asked tentatively, "I am Lu Xiaohua."

"Well, it's me," Chu Li's voice was a little hoarse, and it was still scary.

"Mr. Chu, are you sick?" Lu Xiaohua felt that Chu Li's voice was quite wrong, and she was really sick.

"It's okay," Chu Lu's vocal cords have been like this recently. Just listen to it. "Miss Lu, is there something wrong with me?" And although his voice was hoarse, it was completely without any trace of undulations. From the sound, it is absolutely impossible to hear anything.

"I want to ask you something," Lu Xiaohua flipped through a bunch of checklists in her hand, "Do you know a woman named Shen Yijun?"

Chu Lu's voice over there was silent for a long time, making Lu Xiaohua think for a while whether the phone had been hung up.

"Why do you suddenly ask her, do you remember?" Chu Li clenched her phone, and her fingers followed, every time she spoke, there was such a pain in her throat, but even if he did it again She hurt her voice and tore her throat, but she still had to say that it was difficult, she remembered.

"No," Lu Xiaohua wanted to remember, but how could there be such an easy thing, if you can think of it, it would have been remembered long ago, so that she is still in the hospital now, "I just feel this The name is a bit familiar, I wonder if it was related to me before? "

Chu Li's throat had a dark ache again, as if a rope had struck his neck, almost all of which made him breathless, and his voice almost came out like a broken sound.

"She has nothing to do with you?"

"Really?" Lu Xiaohua was disappointed. Sure enough, it didn't matter!

"However, she used to ..." Chu Lu said coldly, "She is the biological mother of my wife." As soon as his voice fell, there was a disconnection from the phone.

Lu Xiaohua put her mobile phone in her bag.

Chu Lu's wife is Xia Ruoxin. Yang Ruolin just called Shen Yijun's mother just now, and Shen Yijun called her Ruoxin again. There can be no such coincidence in this world, so Yang Ruolin is lying to her.

She suddenly stood up, disgusted by Yang Ruolin's behavior, but, after a while, she sat down again, as if this matter had nothing to do with her.

Does Yang Ruolin recognize who the mother is, and Shen Yijun recognizes who has become a daughter? Is it related to her?

"Lu Xiaohua, your inspection results have come out."

Lu Xiaohua quickly got up again, took her own checklist, and had more than a dozen pages of paper in her hand, but she couldn't understand it either.

The doctor glanced for a long time, then stood up and examined the skull of the landing Xiao painting.

"Miss Lu, are you sure you have a head injury?"

"Isn't it difficult?" Lu Xiaohua touched her forehead. The family said so, even Gao Yi, otherwise how could she explain her sudden memory loss?

"Should not be," the doctor sat down again. "I touched your skull. Your skull does not have any marks of injury, nor any scars of surgery. If it is large, it can knock people's memory away. , How much should be left on the skull, but you have nothing. "

"And ..." He then flipped over the inspection report of Xiaohua. "Your inspections are all normal. All aspects of the body are good. There are no major problems. As for your memory, it is not psychological."

The doctor thought about it for a long time. Based on his decades of medical experience, Lu Xiaohua's paintings did not look like physical amnesiac or mental.

"I don't know Miss Lu, do you know about hypnosis?"

The doctor closed the examination report in his hand and said, "Maybe it is also a coincidence. I have a friend who happens to be an expert in this area. I did use this method not long ago to make a patient with a mental illness forget. Something happened, and the patient was recently discharged after the memories were locked. "