Zhou Bie withdrew his hand: "Do you know me?"
Ye Xiaoyu shrank back again: "I don't know."
Her mind was blank, there was nothing inside, nothing she could remember.
All that was left was confusion.
Anjue looked at her anxiously, "What's wrong with her?"
Zhou Bie shrugged, "As expected, during the rescue her brain was deprived of oxygen several times. It's a miracle she woke up. There's an 80% chance of memory loss; she has no memory now, doesn't know who she is, doesn't know who you are, and certainly doesn't know who I am."
"How did this happen?"
Zhou Bie patted him on the shoulder: "She's awake now, and her body is fine, just weak, and needs some time to recover. At least a month without sleeping with her. She just woke up, so don't strain her. She's been on IV fluids for days, so she's definitely hungry. I'm going to get her something to eat. You stay here with her. It's a chance for a fresh start between you two; think about what to do this time."
