Divorced, still making trouble?

In the infirmary of the rehabilitation center, Ji Mingzhe was sitting on a chair, clutching his forearm with his hands, thick blood was dripping from between his fingers.

"Let's go," the doctor on duty took the medicine box and pushed aside Qiu Ye who was blocking the way, and knelt down in front of Ji Mingzhe to give him emergency treatment.

No one expected such an accident to happen.

Ten minutes ago, Qiu Ye and Ji Mingzhe had just arrived at the rehabilitation center to see Qiu Nian, but as soon as they met, Qiu Nian, who was eating at the table in the cafeteria, rushed over like crazy when he saw Ji Mingzhe, and used The fork in his hand pierced hard into the latter's arm, and then he let out a sharp and ear-piercing scream.

It happened so suddenly that everyone in the audience was startled for a moment, and when Qiu Ye came to his senses and hurriedly separated them, Ji Mingzhe's arm was already bleeding profusely.

The doctor took hydrogen peroxide to clean Ji Mingzhe's wound. When the pain came, Ji Mingzhe glanced at his arm, then raised his head and asked Qiu Ye beside him without changing his expression, "How is Xiao Nian?"

At this moment, Qiu Ye was standing beside Ji Mingzhe with a sinking face. Hearing his words, he replied, "I was sedated and sent to my room."

Qiu Nian is now a 12-year-old child, and the strength in his hands is neither too big nor too small. He exhausted all his strength, and almost half of the fork's serrated teeth pierced into Ji Mingzhe's arm. Qiu Nian Ye looked distressed.

"How did he suddenly become like this?" He frowned.

Ji Mingzhe didn't respond, just lowered his eyes, staring blankly at the doctor's movements in front of him. When Qiu Nian rushed towards him, Ji Mingzhe was too familiar with the hatred in his eyes.

In the past, when Qiu's parents had just passed away, Qiu Ye often looked at him with that look.

He also suddenly remembered that the sick Qiu Nian, like him, deliberately forgot his most miserable experience.

But what if he retrieved the memory of the night his parents died tragically?

Before, Ji Mingzhe only wanted to treat Qiu Nian and restore him to health, but he forgot to think about it.

"I heard that you adopted Ji Haodong's son? Damn, what about that kid? Where did you hide him? I have to cut this kid into pieces and send them to his father."

"Ji Mingzhe, we are going to drain the blood of your adoptive parents, you heartless bastard, where are you hiding? Come out!"

"It seems that the kid is really not here, let's kill the two old ones first."

Gasoline was spilled in the center of the living room, and flames shot into the sky. Ji Mingzhe and Qiu Nian were locked in the dark room of the study upstairs. They couldn't get out. They could only monitor everything that happened downstairs through the computer on the table.

Qiu's father and Qiu's mother were stabbed more than 20 times, lying in a pool of blood. Qiu's mother had lost too much blood and died. The dying Qiu's father had no strength to climb upstairs and let the two locked children out. The mobile phone was broken. He couldn't call the police, so he could only use his last breath to write the place where the child was hiding on the ground with blood.

When police cars and fire engines rushed to rescue them, Qiu Nian was already in a coma due to excessive smoke inhalation.

Ji Mingzhe still remembers the fear and despair in his heart when Qiu Nian was dying in his arms.

Suddenly his hand was pinched, Ji Mingzhe's eyelashes trembled and he raised his eyes, Qiu Ye was frowning and looking at him, "What are you thinking, I called you several times and ignored me, your hands are so cold? Comfortable?"

"No," Ji Mingzhe glanced at the bandaged arm, and pulled down the sleeve to cover the white bandage.

At the same time, on the balcony outside the ward on the other side, Lin You, Qiu Nian's attending doctor, was holding a mobile phone, whispering and excitedly sharing what just happened to someone.

"Teacher, our previous strong stimulation therapy is indeed effective. Xiao Nian attacked someone today, but he will express anger and hatred. My previous treatment plan was indeed too mild."

"As long as it works," the person on the other end of the phone smiled and asked, "Who did he attack?"

"Mr. Ji Mingzhe Ji." Lin You paused and said, "Xiao Nian is still unwilling to communicate with others, but he should have completely remembered the death of his parents."

"It's good. There's no rush for treatment. It should be done step by step. If you need help, you can bring him back." The other party said.

"Okay, next week I want to bring him to show the teacher."

"Yes, but remember, just like the previous few times, don't let others know what you are looking for me."

"I understand, teacher."

After hanging up the phone, Lin You put the phone in his pocket, turned around and entered the ward, just in time Ji Mingzhe and Qiu Ye also opened the door and walked in.

"Is there something wrong with Mr. Ji's arm? Is it seriously injured?" Lin You pushed down his glasses and came forward to ask.

"It's nothing serious," Ji Mingzhe said softly, then looked at Qiu Nian who was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, and said, "How can Xiao Nian do anything?"

"I don't know yet, we can only wait until he wakes up to see the situation." Lin You said.

"Why is Xiao Nian so abnormal today? I haven't seen him tend to attack people before." Qiu Ye, who was standing behind Ji Mingzhe, said.

Lin You's eyes flickered slightly, and he said immediately, "Mr. Qiu, let's go outside to talk."

Several people left the ward and came to Lin You's office. Lin You explained Qiu Nian's situation in detail, and Qiu Ye fell silent in vain.

"You mean he recovered his memory." After a while, he slipped his Adam's apple and said something.

"Accurately speaking, Xiao Nian was not considered amnesia before," Lin You explained, "People's memory has the ability to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, because what happened at that time caused him to be seriously injured, so he seemed to have closed a memory. The memory was deliberately closed like a window, but now through treatment, the window has been opened."

So when Qiu Nian knew who killed his parents, hatred followed.

Qiu Ye didn't speak for a long time after listening, finally he let out a long breath and said, "I see."

After chatting with Lin You, the two waited for Qiu Nian to wake up in the lounge. When Qiu Nian saw Ji Mingzhe, his expression was still very excited.

"Why don't you two go back first and come to see Xiao Nian another day." Lin You suggested.

Qiu Ye and Ji Mingzhe had no choice but to go back the same way.

On the way back, the atmosphere in the car was obviously much duller than when he came here. Qiu Ye opened the car window, lit a cigarette for himself with one hand, and smoked silently.

And Ji Mingzhe turned his head to look out the window from the moment he got in the car.

Qiu Ye kept staring at him from the corner of his eyes, Ji Mingzhe's expression was still calm and indifferent on the surface, but his extremely tight lips revealed a little bit of unspoken emotion.

"Don't worry, I... will let Lin You give Xiao Nian psychological counseling." Qiu Ye couldn't help comforting him.

Ji Mingzhe hummed, turned to look at him, and asked, "Qiu Ye, do you still hate me?"

Qiu Ye's throat choked up, and he didn't answer immediately. Ji Mingzhe's questions were often so straightforward that he couldn't resist.

The air was silent for a while, Qiu Ye looked at the road ahead and said softly, "I don't hate you, I don't hate you anymore."