My wife is stupid, she always wants to slap me

"You mean, my situation can't be solved by medical means, can it all depend on luck?"

Jiang Zhaohe sat in the booth of the coffee shop, wearing a fisherman hat and sunglasses, rubbed his right index finger on the coffee cup, and asked the doctor sitting opposite him in a bad tone.

Doctor Xu was also very helpless, saying that Young Master Jiang didn't want to see him, and he didn't want to see him, okay?

If Wen is always an annoying character who always puts on a bad face, then Jiang Zhaohe is a smiling tiger, who looks gentle and harmless, but actually has a dark belly.

He clasped his hands on the table: "It can be said that in view of what you said will cause headaches, I don't recommend you to forcibly stimulate the memory. It's hard to say whether it will induce other sequelae."

After finishing speaking, he leaned back and put the coffee cup to his lips: "Speaking of which, it's just that there is a problem with the memory of the past, and it won't affect your life and work. It's better for you to take your time and let nature take its course." good."

Jiang Zhaohe shook his head: "I'm not in a hurry, because I'm afraid Mr. Wen won't be able to wait."

Hearing Jiang Zhaohe address Wen Biehe, Dr. Xu frowned.

"So, you don't love him now?"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhaohe turned his head and looked out of the window. He didn't answer his question, but said in a soft voice: "I know that I don't love others, so I can stay by his side with peace of mind. Life is so long, don't worry, just take your time." A tenderness."

Dr. Xu put down the cup in his hand and smiled.

"You're right. Love whoever is with you. Young Master Jiang, no matter what your past memories are, you haven't changed. You can always trust your own will and choices."

Dr. Xu thought, Mr. Wen can rest assured that he and Jiang Shao are very suitable, even if their love is taken away, they can love each other repeatedly.

After finishing his appointment with Dr. Xu, Jiang Zhaohe thought for a while, then took a taxi to Qi Zhen's headquarters.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Jiang, are you here to see Mr. Wen? Unfortunately, he went out this afternoon and is not in the company."

Seeing Jiang Zhaohe walking in wearing sunglasses, Li Mengmeng recognized him immediately.

Jiang Zhaohe nodded to her: "Understood, help me scan the elevator, I will go to the office and wait for him."

Li Mengmeng quickly took out the elevator card, sent him into the elevator, and pressed the floor of the president's office.

Jiang Zhaohe didn't come to find Wen Biehe in the first place.

He entered the office, skillfully dialed the internal line, connected to the secretary's room, and called Bai Zhi to come in.

"Mr. Jiang, are you looking for me?"

Bai Zhi walked in nervously and stood in front of Jiang Zhaohe.

These days, every time he thinks of the lies he told Jiang Zhaohe, he can't sleep or eat, fearing that Mr. Wen will make trouble for him sometime.

It's just that he didn't expect Mr. Wen to wait first, but his idol.

"Sit down, do you want an apple?"

Jiang Zhaohe let him sit on the sofa, picked up an apple and handed it to him.

Bai Zhi hurriedly sat down obediently, and waved her hands restrainedly.

Jiang Zhaohe was not reluctant, picked up a fruit knife on the side and began to peel the fruit.

"You said last time that Mr. Wen likes you, what's going on specifically, can you tell me about it?"

Hearing what he said, Bai Zhi felt bitter.

Is that what I said?That's at best what you said, and I didn't refute it.

He was thinking about how to get this matter over with, when suddenly there was a 'clang'.

The fruit knife in Jiang Zhaohe's hand was inserted into the wooden coffee table.

The tip of the knife pierced the wood for three points, which shows how much strength the person who inserted the knife used.

The hairs on Bai Zhi's back stood up, and he looked up at Jiang Zhaohe with a blank expression.

I saw him holding a cleanly peeled apple in his hand, and innocently took a bite: "Sorry, my hand slipped."

This is a threat, right?This must be a threat!

Bai Zhi raised both hands above her head: "Young Master Jiang, I was wrong, I lied to you before."

Jiang Zhaohe also thought of it, but he didn't know why he did it.

"You like Wen Biehe?"