PNB Chapter 300 He didn’t lose his memory!
Chapter 300 He didn’t lose his memory!
Time passed by minute by minute, and Yin Canrong didn't dare to leave.
After all, the Meng family and the Yin family are relatives, and Meng An’s people dare not touch him.
After Yang Liudao finished the operation, he even bowed to him respectfully: "Second Young Master."
"What's going on?" Yin Canrong glanced into the operating room, but did not see Night Owl.
Where has she gone?
Was he killed by Meng An after his crime was exposed?
"The operation was successful and he will wake up after the anesthesia wears off," said Yang Liudao.
"Okay!" Yin Canrong breathed a sigh of relief, "Go back and thank your uncle for me."
Yang Liudao was stunned: "Huh?"
"It's because Huo Tingchen has lost his memory that I have the chance to get Chu Ciyou." Yin Canrong leaned forward and lowered his voice, looking evil.
Yang Liudao had also heard about the second young master's emotional turmoil.
He smiled knowingly, returned to the operating room, and waited for Huo Tingchen to wake up.
The door of the operating room closed again, and the evil charm on Yin Canrong's face disappeared instantly, and his heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat.
Where did the Night Owl go?
"Who are you worried about?" Huo Tingfang came over and asked.
Yin Canrong lowered his eyes, not knowing where to begin.
That he was worried about the Night Owl?
What right does he have to worry?
"Night Owl is pretty good. If you like him, just let him go!" Huo Tingfang smiled.
Gentle as ever.
Yin Canrong suddenly felt a sore nose.
Sister, you are the only person in this world who gives him warmth and love.
And understand him best.
But he had hurt her family so much...
"A prodigal son who returns is more valuable than gold, don't be afraid." Huo Tingfang patted his shoulder, "Look, you've grown so tall. I have to stand on tiptoe to pat your shoulder."
"sister……"
"But I have to be frank. Ye Xiao was married before, and that man is still in her heart."
Yin Canrong felt no wavering in his heart.
He wasn't stupid enough to fight with the dead.
The living can never compete with the dead!
Fang Yujie is the eternal white moonlight and cinnabar mole in Ye Xiao's heart. No one can erase it.
He just wanted her to be happier and healthier...
"Sister, I don't have any bad intentions." Yin Canrong wanted to explain.
The difficult life journey of Chu Ciyou and Huo Tingchen made him more deeply aware of how much of a jerk he had been.
I hate my past self so much!
Huo Tingfang just patted his shoulder: "Be brave to love! Chu Ciyou is a mistake of the past, you should embrace the new right."
"Sister..." Yin Canrong was stunned, and confusion rose in his heart.
For the first time in his life, he felt confused: Is Night Owl the new right one?
Just then, the door of the operating room opened again.
Yang Liudao came out with his assistants. Huo Tingchen was lying on the bed with his eyes open, looking dazed.
"Second Young Master, we're going back." Yang Liudao said.
Yin Canrong recalled his reverie and asked, "When will Chu Ciyou be released?"
"We released the two children first, and then Chu Ciyou."
Fearing that Yin Canrong would get angry, Yang Liudao added: "Mr. Meng is worried that you will prevent him from returning to the country, so..."
"I understand. Just don't hurt her." Yin Canrong waved his hand and let him go.
Yang Liudao bowed respectfully again before leaving with Huo Tingchen.
Huo Tingchen lay on the stretcher as if unconscious, but he was actually ecstatic.
Honey, we'll meet soon...
Yin Canrong watched the team go away with mixed feelings.
No one in this world can compare to Huo Tingchen's love for Chu Ciyou.
Fortunately, all his conspiracies and tricks failed and did not separate them.
A cleaner was pushing a huge trash can past. Yin Canrong suddenly smelled a familiar scent and reached out to stop him: “Wait!”
"Little brother!" Huo Tingfang gave him a warning look.
Yin Canrong smiled and withdrew his hand.
Night Owl is in the trash can! Haha, she's still alive!
.........
At the foot of Poshan Mountain, Chu Ciyou accompanied Yin Nianshen to play games. A'man was still young and couldn't play, but he could watch!
He held his finger in his mouth and watched his mother and brother playing, babbling and dancing.
Meng An came in and said, "Chu Ciyou, do you want to leave first? Or do you want to let the children go first?"
"Huo Tingchen is controlled by you?" Chu Ciyou's heart skipped a beat, and the forced smile on his face disappeared.
"He was willing to do anything to save you." Meng An was a little dissatisfied.
How nice it would be if this kind of thought could be given to Qiqi?
"Let the children go first." Chu Ciyou took a deep breath.
First of all, she values the safety of the children more. Secondly, she might have a chance to see Huo Tingchen if she stayed.
Even if he forgot about her, she wanted to see him and hug him.
Listen to his voice...
"it is good."
Meng An readily had the children sent away: "Xiao Shen, Uncle Grandpa kept his promise and did not harm you! You take good care of your brother."
"Okay, thank you, uncle." Yin Nianshen thanked him obediently, hugging Aman tightly with his little arms.
Meng An smiled and rubbed his head: "So good! So cute!"
"Goodbye, Uncle!"
Yin Nianshen struggled to carry A-man into the car, and the driver stepped on the accelerator and sped away.
Chu Ciyou stood under the fully enclosed window, looking at the dust raised by the car, looking forward to it uncomfortably.
The children are safe, Huo Tingchen, are you okay?
Not long after, a car drove up.
It looks ordinary on the outside, but it has the configuration of a high-end ambulance on the inside.
Meng An said to Chu Ciyou, "Get in the car! I'll give you a chance to meet again."
"Tingchen..."
Chu Ciyou couldn't wait to climb into the car. Huo Tingchen was lying on the bed with a bandage on his head.
There was a faint trace of blood seeping out of the bandage.
That was proof that he had just undergone minimally invasive head surgery.
"Tingchen..." Chu Ciyou's tears fell in strings and she was choked with sobs.
Huo Tingchen slowly tilted his head and looked at her, with no ripples in his eyes or on his face.
Meng An was very satisfied - the operation was successful and Huo Tingchen lost his memory again!
"Tingchen..." Chu Ciyou covered her mouth and told herself not to cry.
He became like this because of her.
But I can’t help it!
Tingchen, Tingchen, what should we do?
"Don't cry."
A familiar voice suddenly sounded.