You Are My Rare Passion

Yan Wenqing glared at him viciously: "Don't try to rob me!"

Gu Junzhu tilted the corners of his lips: "Please first."

Looking at Yan Wenqing's demeanor like gouging out his heart, it can be seen that he loves Duan Yanbing very much.

Since he was his brother's biological father and valued his brother so much, he didn't mind letting Yan Wenqing do it first.

Seeing Yan Wenqing's eagerness to peel the opponent's skin and tear the opponent's flesh, he must be satisfied with the result of his handling.

In case of dissatisfaction, he can make up the knife later.

To his own people, he has always been so humble.

Duan Yanbing stayed in the operating room for more than an hour. After confirming that there were no postoperative complications, the nurse pushed him out of the operating room and into the intensive care unit.

The doctor's estimate was wrong.

Duan Yanbing didn't wait for three or five days, let alone a month or two, and he woke up from a coma in just over two days.

When he woke up, both Yan Wenqing and Gu Junzhu were there.

Ye Xingbei was persuaded by Gu Junzhu to go back.

Although Duan Yanbing knocked the big truck away, they were not injured, but the little tree seedling was frightened.

He couldn't see Ye Xingbei, and he didn't talk or laugh, which made Qiao Zui very worried.

The hospital is not a place suitable for children, so Gu Junzhu persuaded Ye Xingbei to go back and let her accompany the little tree seedling.

Yan Wenqing looked at Duan Yanbing almost without blinking. When Duan Yanbing opened his eyes, he immediately rushed forward excitedly, his voice trembling: "Son...son!"

Gu Junzhu pressed the bedside bell and called the doctor.

Duan Yanbing stared at Yan Wenqing's anxious and haggard face, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind in an instant.

When it was buried in the car by stones, it was dark.

He had thought he was going to die.

But now, he survived.

Walking on the line of life and death again, he was lucky enough to survive again.

He suddenly felt that he might...

It's time for a change...

If you change your way of life, you can no longer cause trouble for Gu Junzhu and Ye Xingbei.

Anyway...

I have already decided to leave...

Seeing Duan Yanbing just staring at him, Yan Wenqing said without saying a word, anxious, "Son, why are you feeling bad, tell Dad? Doctor! Why hasn't the doctor come yet?"

"Who are you?"

Duan Yanbing spoke suddenly, her voice hoarse.

Yan Wenqing opened his eyes wide, as if struck by lightning: "Son, son... I, I am your father! You, what's wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry..." Duan Yanbing's eyes were blank: "I don't remember anything, I can't remember anything..."

"Ah..." Even though Yan Wenqing is well-informed, facing his son who woke up from a coma but forgot about him, he has become an ordinary father, without the usual demeanor of a big boss in a shopping mall who is commanding and swallowing mountains and rivers. .

He stayed there for a while, and when he saw the doctor who pushed the door, he pointed at Duan Yanbing and said, "Doctor, what's wrong with my son? He doesn't know me anymore!"

The doctor hastily checked Duan Yanbing in detail, and asked Duan Yanbing a series of questions, with a gratified expression on his face, "Dong Yan, your son's physique is very good, and his injuries are recovering well. Don’t worry if he loses his memory, it should just be a little blood pressure that oppresses his memory nerves, and it won’t affect his daily life or future lifespan.”

Yan Wenqing asked eagerly, "Then when will my son return to normal?"

The doctor said: "As long as there are familiar people around you to guide patiently, you can do it at any time!"

After a moment of panic and eagerness, Yan Wenqing calmed down.

Patience to guide?

Why is he leading?

Isn't it good that his son has amnesia?