After Lao Gong lost his memory, he thought he was a double

Xie Ling's eyelids twitched, he quickly patted Wen Ziran's hand away, and walked quickly to Fu Mingcheng.

The man obviously heard what Wen Ziran said, and his head was slightly drooping at this moment, but from Xie Ling's angle, he could still see the man's reddish eye sockets.

His tone became cautious: "When did you come down?"

To be honest, although Xie Ling knew that Fu Mingcheng had lost his memory before, because he was more sensitive to the outside world due to childhood trauma, he really didn't think that Mr. Fu would be so... fragile.

"Lingling."

The man in front of him called his name in a hoarse voice, his voice trembling slightly, as if trying to suppress his emotions.

Xie Ling's impression of Fu Mingcheng actually came from that accidental blind date. During that blind date, Mr. Fu was very indifferent throughout the whole process, and he said very little. He looked like an elite, and he was completely different from the wronged one now.

It's a bit like a milk dog that was abandoned not long after it was born, staggering ignorantly and trying to find a warm place to hide.

Strangely annoying.

Xie Ling couldn't hold back and reached out to pat Mr. Fu on the head, "He's talking nonsense, we ignore him."

He comforted Fu Mingcheng carefully, and took the latter's hand to go upstairs, but he didn't see Fu Mingcheng's gloomy eyes like a secluded pool, hitting him secretly and restrainedly, strong emotions emerged from the bottom of his eyes bit by bit, as if Want to swallow him completely.

Fu Mingcheng quietly tightened Xie Ling's hand.

Lingling was very kind to him, he shouldn't ask for anything more.

Ling Ling was very kind to him, but he wanted more.

Xie Ling took Fu Mingcheng back to the room, forced the latter to lie down on the bed, and asked casually, "Does the headache hurt?"

He took Mr. Fu back to the house, firstly to avoid Wen Ziran, and secondly because the wound on Mr. Fu's wrist needed to be changed.Sitting by the bed, Xie Ling gently removed the gauze from Mr. Fu's wrist.

Fu Mingcheng stared blankly at Xie Ling who was close at hand, his mind was in chaos and he couldn't hear any sound.

Mr. Fu was a little too quiet, Xie Ling raised his eyes in confusion, and happened to see Mr. Fu's blank gaze.

The eyes of the two collided, and Fu Mingcheng responded in a startled way: "It doesn't hurt."

"Don't your hands hurt?" Xie Ling blinked, his pupils dilated unconsciously, and his tone was a bit strange.

The young man in front of him was wearing a basic white shirt, the neckline was slightly open to reveal his beautiful Adam's apple and collarbone, his thin and smooth waistline was perfectly outlined, his eyes were smiling, and his eyes were clear.

Fu Mingcheng's throat tightened, and his Adam's apple slid up and down uncontrollably, "It doesn't hurt."

Xie Ling frowned and said, "But...the wound is open."

When he looked up, Fu Mingcheng suddenly clenched his fist, the wound on his wrist was torn instantly, and the gauze was stained red with blood, but Mr. Fu didn't seem to notice the pain of the wound at all, and he was still distracted.

How could there be no pain after bleeding so much?

...But Mr. Fu's expression is really natural.Could it be that it is not only amnesia, but also a problem with the nerves in the hands?

"I'll call the doctor." Xie Ling couldn't sit still, and stood up, but Fu Mingcheng grabbed his wrist suddenly.

The moment the young man got up to leave, Fu Mingcheng's drowsy brain suddenly burst into bursting pain, and at the same time, several blurred fragments flashed before his eyes.

Xie Ling was sitting in the coffee shop with his head down and chuckling, he seemed to be in a good mood, and beside Ling Ling was a man in a suit, who seemed to want to reach out and touch Ling Ling's head...

"Fu Mingcheng! Fu Mingcheng!"

Xie Ling was a little at a loss for the situation in front of him.

He could clearly see Mr. Fu's body trembling slightly because of the pain, and his forehead was covered with sweat. The man bit his lower lip to keep himself from making a sound, as if he was more used to suffering alone.

But the man used his injured hand to hold his wrist tightly again. The wound on the wrist was completely torn, and the blood almost soaked the gauze.

Xie Ling held Fu Mingcheng's wrist instead, and urgently stopped the wound from bleeding. He took out his mobile phone and quickly contacted the doctor.

The man's eyelids were closed, his long eyelashes were trembling, his brows were furrowed uncomfortably, his lips were pursed, as if he wanted to say something, Xie Ling got closer to hear what Mr. Fu said.

He says

"Lingling...don't go..."

The doctor arrived at Xie Ling's house in only 5 minutes. Not only was he fast, he was also fully equipped. He brought a bunch of professional equipment and seven or eight nurses who were in charge of helping.

Don't ask, asking is money ability.

The attending physician instructed the nurses to work, and the young nurse who was in charge of bandaging looked puzzled, "Director, I can't untangle it."

Fu Mingcheng held Xie Ling tightly in his hand, and Xie Ling pulled his hand for a long time while waiting, but he still couldn't pull it out.

Xie Ling was very worried that Mr. Fu's hand would be useless if he didn't bandage it, so he hurriedly said, "That's it, it can be wrapped."

"Treat it first." The attending physician said to the nurse, and observed the patient's condition, "No problem, it should be just a stress response. Didn't I say that the patient's mood should not fluctuate too much at this stage, why did he just come back for a day? Currently, the patient lacks a sense of security due to amnesia, is more aggressive towards the outside world, and is relatively sensitive, and a casual word may greatly irritate the patient.”

Xie Ling: "..."

Damn it, it's Wen Ziran!

The doctor added: "The family members should pay more attention to this aspect, and try to avoid such a situation from happening again."

Xie Ling caught a glimpse of Wen Ziran who was sneaking around the door, took a deep breath and said sincerely, "Okay."

The doctor also saw Wen Ziran, and he pushed down his glasses: "Young Master Xie, if possible, I suggest you isolate the Second Young Master during this period."

Wen Ziran's family is mainly engaged in medical business, and the private hospitals with good reputation and reputation in China are basically owned by Wen's family.Fu Mingcheng's attending physician happened to be the owner of the hospital under the name of Wen's family, so he knew something about Wen Ziran's urine.

Wen Ziran probed: "Yeah, so it was amnesia, I thought..." The two of you were so dull that you fell in love at first sight after meeting for a year.

"I was wrong, I'm sorry." Seeing Fu Mingcheng's miserable appearance, guilt surged in his heart, and he immediately bowed his head and admitted his mistake with a sincere attitude.

After the nurse gave Fu Mingcheng a sedative, his strength in holding Xie Ling became much weaker. Xie Ling carefully pulled out his hand. Seeing that Fu Mingcheng was still asleep, he lowered his voice: "Go out first."

After going downstairs, Wen Ziran was as quiet as a chicken, not daring to speak.The doctor ordered the bodyguards who were on standby downstairs to remove the equipment. Xie Ling sat on the sofa with a sleepy look.

He was extorted a lot of money by Director Lin today, and he was physically and mentally exhausted, but after returning home, he caught up with Wen Ziran's swearing, which irritated the patient very much, and he was so busy that it was already dark.

He thought of Mr. Fu begging him not to leave in a low voice when he was in pain, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Mr. Fu has no relatives, no one to accompany him when he is sick, and after losing his memory, he bets all his attachments on him.When Mr. Fu remembers that he is just a stranger in the future, I don't know how sad he should be.

"Actually, I don't know why you two got married." Wen Ziran suddenly asked in a low voice.

Xie Ling and Fu Mingcheng received the certificate very suddenly, and there was no banquet to announce it later, so almost no one knew when the two got married. Even Wen Ziran only heard about it by accident when he was a guest at Xie Ling's house.

Xie Ling raised his eyelids and saw the doctor leaving with the medicine box behind closed door. Then he cast his eyes on Wen Ziran, and said a name in a neutral tone: "He Xuan."

"He..." Wen Ziran curled his lips, his face full of disgust, "He really takes the baby kiss seriously? If Uncle Xie's words are accurate, we have both been married [-] times."

"Keep your voice down!" Xie Ling glanced at the stairs reflexively, for fear that Mr. Fu would come down silently again.

"Oh, yes, yes, do not irritate the patient." Wen Ziran quickly covered his mouth, and after a while, when nothing happened, he asked in a low voice, "So, Fu Mingcheng is your shield?"

"To be precise..." Xie Ling felt that his eyelids were heavy and his voice was lazy, "He found me."

When drowsiness struck, a vague question suddenly flashed in Xie Ling's mind, but his physical and mental exhaustion quickly dragged him into sleep, leaving him no time to think deeply.

——Why did Fu Mingcheng find him at that time?

The next day, Xie Ling made up his default promise and stayed at home with Fu Mingcheng for a whole day.

It is said to be companionship, but in fact it means that two people work in the same room.

Xie Ling observed Mr. Fu's work status, and he found that Mr. Fu might be a little unfamiliar with some documents, and he needed to search the previous information repeatedly for comparison.

Although it is time-consuming, it is not a big problem.

After reaching a conclusion, Xie Ling sat down on the other side with peace of mind and began to deal with his own affairs.

Star City's business is actually not much. After all, some small projects have been subdivided into their departments, and the rigid system is there, so there are very few things for him to worry about.

But Xie Ling has his own venture capital company.

He took over Star City for five years, and only in the first year humiliatedly asked Ms. Wen for money to fill the hole, and from the second year onwards, he never asked his parents for money, relying on his own investment company.

There is an unspoken rule in the financial circle. If you want to gain a foothold in this circle, you must either have awesome parents or you must be awesome.

Unfortunately, Xie Ling took both.

The billionaire young master started a company. Outsiders might not be aware of it, but inside the circle, there was a stir.

Young Master Xie has money and contacts, even if he loses, the huge Xie family will give him the bottom line. In the capital market, it is a top-notch high-quality asset that cannot be top-notch.

He is like a heavy golden baby, everyone wants to rub it.

Countless projects were waiting in line for him to invest. Young Master Xie picked up his lucky money and found two projects that looked like outlets among the countless projects.

Live and games.

He chose the live broadcast because he wanted to cooperate with Star City's business through the project in the future, and the game...

The main reason is that the game planning back then was really amazing, and Master Xie really wanted to play it.

In addition to being shy in the first year, Xie Ling successfully established himself in the investment circle, invested in many promising projects, and made a lot of profits. Up to now, Xie Ling can easily invest [-] million yuan in Star City squander.

Easy is easy, but distressed is also really painful.

Xie Ling is still very cautious about investing, but as long as Young Master Xie makes a move, even his father will not want to grab food from him.Investors will never lack project investment, but good projects are rare.The focus of Young Master Xie's investment in the past two years is still in cooperation with Star City.

The status quo in Star City is difficult to change, and Ms. Wen also suggested to her son to play it safe and not engage in innovation.

But Young Master Xie was never a good boy, he was very rebellious.

He feels that Star City is not easy to change from the inside, but it can be changed from the outside.

As for the entertainment industry, if you set up a studio and spend money on several projects, he doesn't believe that none of them will become popular.

Last year, he established a studio called Yuesheng in his own name. Currently, there are only twelve trainees in the studio. Xie Ling burned a lot of money for the training of twelve girls. The famous teachers in the industry hired them as if they didn't want money. Just wait for his debut at the end of the year and give him his money back.

After browsing through the recent projects, Xie Ling found that it was already past five o'clock in the afternoon.

He got up to take a break, but the phone on the table rang.

Xie Ling turned on his phone and found that it was a message from his father, Comrade Xie Rongguang.

[Xie Rongguang: Darling, next month NO.20 Rong He is going to hold a banquet in Ningcheng, I reckon the surname Rong is preparing to hand over. 】Xie Ling was taken aback when he saw the content of the message, then frowned, his expression quickly turned cold.