The True Mistress Has A Thousand Hidden Identities

In the evening, Huo Baiyuan awakened from his coma. He slowly opened his eyes and stared at Song Lishu with his dilated pupils, as if he was exploring something.

Song Lishu was overjoyed: "Master, you..."

Before she finished speaking, Huo Baiyuan suddenly sat up from the hospital bed, hugged Song Lishu, and used a lot of strength, as if she was afraid that she would escape from his arms.

Song Lishu was stunned for a while, only feeling flustered.

At this time, she heard Huo Baiyuan shouting in her ear: "Nianwei...Nianwei, don't go..."

Song Lishu was stunned as if he had been hit in the head.

What does the young master call her? Tell her to read Wei?

Song Lishu pushed away Huo Baiyuan with great effort, looked at the man in front of him, and said word by word: "Master, you see clearly, I am not Miss Nianwei."

Huo Baiyuan clung to her hand tightly, as if extremely insecure, stubbornly shouted: "Nianwei, don't go..."

Song Lishu suddenly felt that something was wrong with Huo Baiyuan. Both his expression and behavior were different from usual. When he saw the man's gauze covering his forehead, Song Lishu had a bad feeling.

She asked tentatively, "Master, are you... okay?"

Huo Baiyuan hugged her tightly again, leaning his head on her shoulder, his tone was as if he was begging for something, it sounded pitiful.

"Nianwei, you can't go..."

No way, Song Lishu could only calm Huo Baiyuan's emotions first, and patted him on the back with his hands: "Okay, I won't go."

Huo Baiyuan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and touched Song Lishu's shoulder affectionately with his head.

Song Lishu pushed Huo Baiyuan's head away, pointed at himself, and asked, "Do you know who you are?"

Huo Baiyuan seemed to be lost in an instant. He looked at Song Lishu with a pair of ignorant eyes. Suddenly, his brows frowned, and then he covered his head with his hands, with a look of pain on his face.

Song Lishu supported Huo Baiyuan's shaky body: "What's the matter?"

Huo Baiyuan shook his head and said dumbly: "I...I don't know."

"What about me? Do you know who I am?" Song Lishu asked again, pointing to himself.

Huo Baiyuan stared at Song Lishu with burning and extremely earnest eyes: "I know, you are Nianwei."

He even forgot about himself and still remembers Jiang Nianwei, but why would he recognize him as Jiang Nianwei?

Song Lishu didn't know what to do for a while, so he helped Huo Baiyuan to lie down on the bed slowly and said, "Or...you are resting for a while?"

Huo Baiyuan still held Song Lishu firmly and refused to let go, staring at her eagerly: "Nianwei, right here, don't go..."

Song Lishu nodded: "Okay, I'm right here, I'm not leaving."

Huo Baiyuan closed his eyes in relief, and fell into a coma again unconsciously.

Not long after, the nurse came to the ward and said to Song Lishu: "I have already contacted the Huo family, and someone will be sent over there soon."

Song Lishu smiled gratefully.

The nurse left, Song Lishu looked at Huo Baiyuan who was sleeping, she stretched out her hand and carefully stroked some of Huo Baiyuan's head, then stood up, looked at Huo Baiyuan for the last time, turned and walked outside the ward.

Now that the Huo family is coming, she has no need to stay.

Song Lishu left the ward and saw a doctor in a white coat in the corridor.

"Li Shu?"

Nie Ziyu walked quickly to Song Lishu and asked, "Why didn't you come for the re-examination scheduled last time?"