Me, the immune system!You and the virus have to die

Of course, when facing the doctor's questioning, Qin Ruxue didn't hide anything. It's one thing to comfort the middle-aged woman she doesn't know, but another thing to receive the treatment well.

"In other words, your memory still hasn't recovered?" Meng Jiangnan fell silent after receiving Qin Ruxue's affirmative answer.

Li Shouren next to him also had a serious face.

"The only thing we know now is that at least the environment in her body is not bad now, and the bone cancer has been completely eliminated, just like the two previous malignant tumors."

"So, at least for the time being, there is no danger to his life." Li Shouren was also helpless.

Looking at it now, Qin Ruxue's amnesia is the most noteworthy point. In his thinking, it is also caused by the immune system.

However, there is no evidence.

It was too wild, no one believed it.

Liu Changqing sorted out the news collected from various medical seminars, and then sighed:

"I don't have any clue, no one knows why, and most people are skeptical about your guess, Lao Li, maybe..."

Liu Changqing didn't say anything more, obviously that means...

No one believed it, the guesses were wrong.

Li Shouren nodded: "But I still maintain my own opinion!"

"Qin Ruxue's current amnesia should be related to the immune system!"

Liu Changqing began to persuade: "Old Li, you have always been like this, and what you believe will not change in any way, but you can think about it carefully, maybe..."

The two oncologists started arguing, as has often happened before.

"Alas..." Meng Jiangnan sighed, but he was used to it.

In the past few days, this kind of quarrel has occurred several times.

Of course, the two of them would control the sound when they were arguing, and then ran to the corridor to argue, which would not affect the patient, perhaps just to relieve the atmosphere of this almost suffocating situation.

them……

There is really nothing to do.

"Do you still have an impression of anything from the past? For example, aren't you surprised that you eat so much now?" Meng Jiangnan asked Qin Ruxue.

"I... I don't know, I thought I could eat so much, I just feel a little uncomfortable in my stomach, you tell me it's called hunger." Qin Ruxue answered truthfully.

"It seems that even some common sense has been forgotten." Meng Jiangnan wrote something in the medical record.

His brows were tightly furrowed, feeling a mess.

"Then, are you dreaming now? What will be in the dream? Or can you recall the previous dream?" Meng Jiangnan asked as usual.

Generally speaking, things that cannot be recalled in real life are basically impossible to recall in dreams.

After all, dreams are a reflection of reality.

So, impossible.

Impossible to have any results...

However, Meng Jiangnan hadn't finished describing his thoughts when he heard an extremely surprising answer from Qin Ruxue.

"I had a dream last night."

"I dreamed about when I was young...well, that should be when I was young." Qin Ruxue narrated while recalling.

"I was walking in a field of ice and snow, and I seemed to have lost my way. It was very cold with heavy snow blowing around me."

"Then, a boy appeared and held out a pair of hands that looked warm."

Then, there was silence.

"And then?" Meng Jiangnan asked.

Qin Ruxue remained silent, as if she didn't want to mention it any more.

"I can only help you if you tell the truth about what happened in your dream." Meng Jiangnan was very serious. This was a key breakthrough involving Qin Ruxue's memory.

Maybe it has something to do with what happened next.

"Then, that boy slapped me with his warm hand." Qin Ruxue lowered her head and said silently.

Meng Jiangnan: "???????"

"???????"

"???????"

What the hell! ! ! ! ! !

Slapped you?

Does this dream have to be so nonsensical?

Did you put yourself in a comedy role, and then the dream started to reverse?

It's outrageous!

Meng Jiangnan couldn't control his emotions for a while, and almost wanted to complain. The reversal came so suddenly that he didn't know how to answer for a while.

Instead, it was Anna who was standing next to him who noticed something and asked, "Then you should be able to draw that little boy?"

"Then, we can help you identify and find that boy."

Meng Jiangnan praised this professional lady in her heart, and even wanted to praise the God she believed in: "Yes! See if you can draw it, we can help you."

"Okay, let me try." Qin Ruxue took a deep breath.

Then she picked up a pen and tried to paint.

After the painting was finished, Qin Ruxue's parents were naturally called to check the painting and see who was in the painting.

Although Qin Ruxue's painting level is very average, it only stays at the level of hobbies.

However, Qin's father still recognized who the person in the painting was at a glance.

"Isn't that boy Liang Chuan?" Qin Lin was subconsciously dissatisfied with Liang Chuan, and it wasn't any prejudice against Liang Chuan.

This is purely, every man's dissatisfaction with the pig who stole his own Chinese cabbage.

In particular, this guy abducted his own daughter when he was in elementary school. If it wasn't for his young age, Qin Lin would have the urge to bury Liang Chuan in a pit.

"Yes, this is Liang Chuan." Mother Qin affirmed.

"He has a small scar on his forehead from a fall when he was a child, I still remember it now."

"Liang Chuan..." Meng Jiangnan thought about it, but felt that the name was very familiar.

But because he hasn't slept well in the past few days, and has been analyzing the results of the previous experiment, he didn't remember the name for a while.

"Then go get in touch, maybe it can help Qin Ruxue's condition."

After finishing speaking, Meng Jiangnan got up: "I have to go back too."

"Come again tomorrow."

In the past few days, besides finishing his own research, he just came to attend the consultation with Qin Ruxue, so he was really exhausted.

Therefore, Meng Jiangnan decided to go to bed before one o'clock this morning to catch up on a good night's sleep.

"Buzz—" The sound of the hospital's newly equipped electric car starting is very soft.

Soon, Meng Jiangnan arrived at his office.

One of his graduate students has been waiting there for a long time, and is responsible for reporting the progress to Meng Jiangnan every day. He usually writes written reports, but today Meng Jiangnan came back early and waited for him to have an interview.

"Teacher, this is the data compiled today, we..."

However, just as the graduate student was about to speak, a call came in.

That call was from Dr. Zhang.

"Teacher!!!" After answering the phone, the graduate student was very excited.

"The vegetative state observed earlier due to the external impact of the car accident, Liang Chuan, is now awake!"

"You should check it out!"

"Liang... Liang Chuan?" Meng Jiangnan was also taken aback when he heard the name.