The happy daily life of routine sea king

Not long after going home and sleeping, Dr. Yu was awakened by a phone call in a daze.

The caller was the assistant he arranged to observe the situation at Guang's house: "It's not good, Mr. Yu, come here quickly!"

This assistant is also an experienced doctor. It is definitely not an ordinary situation that can make him so anxious.

Doctor Yu rushed to Guang's house in a hurry, and saw that the whole courtyard was brightly lit.

The assistant was waiting for him at the door, saw him coming, and immediately took him to the room on the second floor.

Doctor Yu thought they were going to Guang Anping's bedroom, but unexpectedly they were taken outside a strange room.

Both Guang Ruxuan and the old lady stood guard outside the door. Guang Ruxuan's eyes were flushed, but the old lady was calmer than her, her face was as usual, but her expression was also very serious.

Dr. Yu stepped forward, and Guang Ruxuan immediately said in a hoarse voice: "Doctor Yu, Anping, he insisted on coming here after waking up after sleeping for a while. Let people go in, is there something wrong again?"

"I'll take a look first."

Just hearing this, Doctor Yu couldn't see anything.

He pushed open the open door and walked in. The room seemed to have not been used for a long time. There was a thin layer of dust on the floor, and several footprints were scattered on it, extending all the way inward.

The room is large, with some wooden shelves against the wall, and some sculptures are scattered on it.

In the middle is a huge workbench full of tools needed for carving.

Guang Anping was sitting at the table in his dirty home clothes, and was concentrating on carving something with his head down. Perhaps because he was too involved, he didn't care that there was one more person in the room.

Dr. Yu stepped forward lightly, and found several small sculptures that seemed to have been completed on the table.

He glanced at the sharp carving knife in Guang Anping's hand, and didn't touch his things rashly: "The carving is not bad."

To be honest, he doesn't know anything about engraving, but this seems to be the safest conversation so far.

Guang Anping stopped what he was doing, and slowly raised his head.

I don't know whether it was because of illness or too little rest, but blue eye circles appeared on his usually flawless face, and a faint stubble grew around his lips.

With messy hair and sloppy clothes, he looks like a down-and-out artist who doesn't appreciate it.

Guang Anping looked at Dr. Yu a few times, and showed an abrupt smile: "Dr. Yu, you have a good vision."

His voice was not unpleasant, but at this moment it was gloomy, as if it came from hell.

Doctor Yu's back turned cold, his professionalism kept him calm, and he pointed to the small sculpture on the table: "Can I have a look?"

Guang Anping made a gesture of asking for permission.

Dr. Yu picked up one of them, and didn't look at it carefully just now, and then he realized that Guang'an Ping carved a bust of a person.

It has to be said that his technique is comparable to that of professionals. The facial features and expressions of the portraits are all sculpted vividly. Except that there is no coloring, they are almost the same as real people.

What was even more surprising was that this face was very familiar to him, it was Ling Yugui whom he had just met yesterday.

strangeness……

Dr. Yu put down the portrait thoughtfully.

Yesterday Guang Anping obviously wanted to put an end to his previous relationship, why did he suddenly think of this today?

It doesn't make sense to think about it, unless...

Dr. Yu stared at Guang Anping who started carving again: "Mr. Guang, do you still remember who I met yesterday?"

"How do I know?" Guang'an didn't raise his head, "Haven't we seen each other for a long time?"

Hearing his answer, Dr. Yu came to a general conclusion in his mind, and indeed his memory went wrong again.

He asked a few more questions to confirm that Guang Anping had completely different symptoms from before.

Perhaps because of the side effects of the new drug and the stimulation Ling Yugui brought to him, his memory became confused, rather than complete amnesia.

As for whether there are other physiological symptoms, further examination is needed.

Doctor Yu was about to withdraw and tell Guang Ruxuan and others about this, but Guang Anping said again: "By the way, can you contact Xia Yugui for me."

"He seems to have blocked my phone number, and I can't get through anyway," Guang Anping frowned in confusion, "I want to show him the birthday present I gave him."

He raised the unfinished sculpture in his hand, Doctor Yu nodded in understanding, turned and walked out.

"Doctor Yu, how is Anping?" As soon as he went out, the old lady and others surrounded him and asked.

Dr. Yu briefly explained the situation: "His mental state is extremely unstable now, I think we should follow him now."

"You mean, are you really looking for Ling Yu? Will it irritate him?" Guang Ruxuan responded quickly.

"In his current memory, Ling Yuhui and Ling Yuhui are still lovers. The two just had a cold war because of the quarrel, so it should be fine."

Guang Ruxuan trusted Dr. Yu very much. She gritted her teeth and told her assistant, "Go to contact Ling Yugui and ask him to come over."

Dr. Yu thought for a while and said, "I'd better call him and explain the situation. I just happen to have his contact information here."

After all, with Guang Ruxuan's astonishment in his eyes, Doctor Yu went downstairs to call Ling Yugui.

Ling Yugui didn't go back, perhaps because he had already decided to go home on vacation and have nothing to do, or maybe because he wanted to be closer to where Guang Anping was.

He couldn't figure it out himself.

In fact, since he heard about Guang Anping's illness yesterday, he has been in a state of being in a state of wandering. He forgot to eat dinner and went to bed directly, and he didn't feel very hungry in the morning.

Guang Ruxuan said that Guang Anping's illness was very serious, but Ling Yugui never thought that his illness would deteriorate so quickly.

It was almost too late for him to forget the relationship.

He stayed in the hotel for a while, and finally forced himself to go out for a walk.

Ling Yu returned to a city park not far away. On weekdays, there were not many pedestrians here, and it was so quiet that only the chirping of birds could be heard.

Under the sunlight, the huge artificial lake shimmered, and the reflected light made Ling Yugui a little dazed.

It should be comfortable in the water.

For some reason, Ling Yugui came up with this idea.

He got closer and closer, and finally half of his body leaned out of the fence.

Just when he was about to move forward, the familiar cell phone rang.

Ling Yugui hadn't fully recovered yet, so he stood still and subconsciously picked up the phone.

"Mr. Ling, I'm Doctor Yu, and I have something to trouble you."

Hearing Doctor Yu's voice, Ling Yugui's eyes gradually cleared up, and when he saw his dangerous situation clearly, he jumped back in fright.

Seeing that he was silent, Dr. Yu said "Hello" again.

Ling Yugui took a few steps back and stood still, patted his chest in shock, and said, "Say it."

Doctor Yu explained Guang Anping's situation, emphatically mentioning that those sculptures were all birthday presents for Ling Yugui.

Listening to his words, Ling Yugui felt as if he had eaten a large piece of dark chocolate, with an undetectable sweetness in the bitterness.

He actually remembered his birthday, even he almost forgot, tomorrow is his birthday...

On the other end of the phone, Dr. Yu was still talking: "I know it would be a bit embarrassing for you to come here now, but for the sake of his illness, can you come over and be with him?"

"I..." Ling Yugui wanted to agree immediately, but then remembered the agreement with Yang Xian, "It's not that I don't want to help, but Yang Xian..."

Before he finished speaking, Dr. Yu hurriedly interrupted him: "You almost forgot to tell you about that incident, but it was actually a scene that Guang Anping and Yang Xian did in order to make you forget him completely. The two of you are planning to break off the engagement!"

Ling Yugui was stunned when he heard it, and then he figured out the twists and turns inside, and a burst of anger suddenly rose in his heart.

Why does he think it's best to let himself misunderstand him and forget him?

Thinking about it carefully, from the past, Xiyi has been the strong side.

Whether it was re-applying for an account, or determining the direction of development, or even saving lives, it was all because of his pushing behind.

He slowly let Ling Yugui get used to having another person to rely on in his life, and surrendered his body and mind.

However, the opponent's desire to control is so strong that he has to follow his plan even at the end.

Ling Yugui never denied that he loved Xiyi, but he would never be his puppet, even if it was because the other party was sick.

Since Guang Anping wanted to see him again, he had to ask clearly this time.

"Understood, I'll be right here."

"Did you go back, do you need someone to pick you up?"

"No, I'm still in the capital."

Ling Yugui got off the taxi, just in time to see Guang Ruxuan, who was eager to see through, come out of the yard in a hurry.

Looking at the woman who was significantly thinner than the first time he met, Ling Yugui finally confirmed that the Guang family cared for Guang Anping as much as he did.

I don't know if she remembered the time when she persuaded Ling Yugui to leave, Guang Ruxuan seemed a little embarrassed: "Mr. Ling, thank you...for coming here."

"You're welcome," Ling Yugui decided to speak first, "It happens that I also have something to say to him, which may irritate him, and it's fine if you don't agree."

Guang Ruxuan frowned: "Mr. Ling, Anping may have done something that made you uncomfortable, and I apologize to you on his behalf."

"But you also know that his illness will affect his brain. Now his memory is very confused, so don't use the past to embarrass him."

"Sorry, I might have disappointed you," Ling Yugui shook his head slowly but firmly, "This is between us, and you don't need to answer for him."

"you……"

Guang Ruxuan wanted to say something else, but an old lady in a wheelchair appeared at the door: "Xiaoxuan, don't say any more."

Her wrinkled but undiminished eyes looked at Ling Yugui: "Mr. Ling, this is not the first time we have met."

"The day I found Guang Anping, you must have been in the hospital. I noticed you then."

"Because you looked really worried. At that time, I thought it was a relative of yours who was in the hospital. I didn't expect it to be for the safety of our family. Thank you for taking care of him for so long."

Under the gentle gaze of the old man, Ling Yugui almost had the urge to express all his grievances.

But what he wanted was not thanks or comfort from others.

"In that case, can you let me talk to him." Ling Yugui asked again.