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Don’t you remember Chapter 1731: 1 o’clock?

When Wen Rao woke up, she was already in a clean and warm bed.

All the dirty clothes on her body were changed. When she was groggy, she vaguely remembered that Zhan Yan had changed the clothes for her.

But she was too tired and sleepy at the time to say thank you to him.

"Raoruo, are you awake?"

A gentle female voice sounded in my ears.

Wen Rao looked at Zhan's mother, who was sitting by the bed and staring at her without blinking.

"Ah."

Wen Rao agreed and had nothing else to say.

Zhan's mother was stunned for a few seconds, feeling sad. She still couldn't believe that Wen Rao was sick.

Ling Chen described Wen Rao's condition in such a complicated way that she found it incredible.

She couldn't accept that such a good daughter-in-law could become strange and indifferent.

"Xiao Yan, Rao Rao is awake."

After Zhan's mother reacted, she shouted towards the door, and Zhan Yan, who was talking to Ling Chen outside the door, rushed over.

Without saying anything, he sat on the edge of the bed and nervously held Wen Rao's hand.

"Raoruo, I'm here."

After Zhan Yan finished speaking, Wen Rao subconsciously spoke,

"I'm not looking for you."

Now, she mostly states the facts and cannot take Zhan Yan's emotions into account.

Zhan Yan: "..."

Zhan’s mother: “…”

Ling Chen outside the door also heard it and followed Wen Rao's every move closely.

"Rao Rao..."

"Husband, what happened last night?

Why do I only remember you coming to me and nothing else. "

The warm words "husband" made Zhan Yan feel a little more comforted.

She just didn't feel anything temporarily, but she didn't lose her memory and still remembered that he was her husband.

Just what Wen Rao said next made Zhan Yan fall into the abyss in an instant.

"Raoruo, think carefully about what happened last night.

Don't you remember anything? "

Zhan Yan's expression was solemn and painful.

He had just talked to Ling Chen about Wen Rao's condition. Ling Chen mentioned that if it was serious, there would be short videos for a period of time, but he couldn't remember anything that happened during that period.

I didn't expect it to happen so quickly.

"I remember leaving home, and then you held an umbrella for me, and I forgot everything in between."

Wen Rao tells the truth.

At this time, she could not feel that her words would bring a devastating blow to Zhan Yan.

Zhan's mother looked at her with distressed and sad eyes.

Why is this good child like this?

"Lei Bao'er!"

Zhan Yan almost squeezed out three words through his teeth.

"Butler! Let Yuncheng take action! No need to be polite to her!"

The woman Zhan Yan was talking about was Lei Baoer.

The housekeeper responded hurriedly, looking at Zhan Yan with worried eyes.

Mr. Zhan is like this, I don’t know how long he can last.

Originally, Mr. Zhan thought Lei Baoer just made a mistake and planned to let her go.

But looking at it now, Mr. Zhan doesn’t want to give anyone face.

How can Mr. Zhan not be angry when Mrs. Zhan is like this?

Even Lei Bao'er should feel lucky if he didn't strangle Lei Bao'er to death with his own hands.

"Husband, I remember that before I went out, I felt that there was something wrong with my body, and I wanted to go for a walk and think it through.

Don't hide it from me. What disease do I have? "

The gentle sound of "husband" is familiar yet strange.

It's not as gentle and delicate as before, just like a routine.

She calls everyone with the same tone and expression now.

Zhan Yan held Wen Rao's hand and buried his cheek in her palm. His Adam's apple rolled a dozen times, but he could not utter a word.

Ling Chen said that due to the effects of the poison, her nervous system was no longer suitable for a normal living environment and could not even continue to work.

As time goes by, the situation will worsen. There will be no ups and downs in emotions, an inability to empathize, and in severe cases, there will be long periods of interruption.

Except for the physical pain that can be felt, at other times, other than remembering who the other person is and what happened between them, there will be no special feelings.