"Until returning from the paddock, the bumpy ride, whether in a car or on horseback, would have aggravated the injury, leading to coma.""If the heavy blow damages the memory area of ​​the brain when waking up from a coma like this, the memory of some patients will be affected." Hearing this, Fu Beimo became anxious: "My brother has lost his memory just like that?" Yan Funing frowned: "Generally, concussion affects short-term memory, such as what happened during an attack. But I am puzzled that your brother doesn't recognize us." Meng Li also stepped forward: "Sir, do you still recognize me?" Fu Ciyi shook his head. Caiyu handed the silver needle bag to her young lady and said to Fu Ciyi, "Sir, do I look familiar to you?" Fu Ciyi shook his head again. "Sister-in-law, you are a good doctor, please think of a solution quickly!" Fu Beimo scratched his head anxiously. Yan Funing said calmly, "I will give your brother acupuncture. If he still can't remember us after a quarter or two of an hour, then his amnesia must be quite serious." "Hurry, sister-in-law, hurry up and give me the injection." Fu Beimo said, "Give me a few more needles."

After a slight pause, he added: "It would be best to give it dozens of needles." Fu Ciyi rubbed his swollen forehead. As soon as I closed my eyes, a picture flashed through my mind. It seemed as if there was a woman tied up by him in the room, the doors and windows were nailed shut with wooden boards, and the room was very dark. Suddenly, sunlight shone through the gaps in the wooden planks, and he saw a smear of white on the woman's chest. At this time, Yan Funing had disinfected several silver needles. When she picked up a stab at Fu Ciyi's head, he grabbed her wrist. "Who are you?" he asked coldly. Yan Funing smiled briefly: "You tried so hard to marry me, who do you think I am?" "I went to so much trouble to marry you?" Fu Ciyi shook his head. A feeling of dizziness. His handsome brows immediately frowned. Yan Funing advised: "Your head has been attacked, it's best not to move around, even when sitting down or standing up, you should be gentle, otherwise you will feel dizzy and even vomit in severe cases." As soon as he finished speaking, Fu Ciyi leaned to the side and vomited. Fu Beimo shouted: "Brother, sister-in-law is your fiancée, and you will be married next month. What she said is right, how could she lie to you?" Yan Funing took the opportunity to stab Fu Ciyi's head, and then stabbed him with several silver needles one after another. After a while, Fu Ciyi's nausea feeling was reduced a lot, and his complexion also eased a lot. But he still looked at the pretty girl in front of him with doubt: "Are you really my fiancée?"

"Yes." Yan Funing's hands kept moving. "You love me to death and you even said that no other woman in the world could catch your eye except me." Fu Ciyi murmured again: "I love you to death?" Why doesn't he believe this? Looking around, he saw that everyone in the room looked concerned, and he thought they all knew him. But at this moment he even forgot who he was, let alone whether he loved the girl in front of him. "Yes." Yan Funing nodded, "Is this true?" After that, more than twenty silver needles were inserted into his head. The silver light is brilliant. After she withdrew her hand, she glanced at his head. There was a hair bun on the top of the head, a goose egg-sized bun on the side of the bun, and more than twenty silver needles. This look was as funny as it could be. It’s not that she is heartless, but she really wants to laugh at the fact that such a powerful official has such a side to him. The most important thing is that his life is not in danger, at most he will completely lose his memory. It would be best if he completely lost his memory, could not remember the Yan family's private military operations, and no longer wanted to marry her. Fu Beimo smiled and asked, "Sister-in-law, when will the silver needle on my brother's head be removed?" He was stabbed in the head before, and even if he looked at himself in the mirror, it was his own head. Seeing his brother's head like a hedgehog, he couldn't help but want to laugh. "His condition is serious. He needs to be treated for 25 minutes. It depends on whether he can remember us." Yan Funing raised her hand to cover her face, hiding her smile. Fu Beimo asked again: "Does my brother have any other problems?" "Except for the concussion, which needs careful nursing, there's no problem." "That's good." Fu Beimo sat down and waited quietly. The time of waiting always passes slower than usual. He endured it for nearly a quarter of an hour. Even if Fu Beimo didn't look at his brother on purpose, he would always see him from the corner of his eyes. He had to hold back his laughter, but it was very uncomfortable. I really can't help it. He walked quickly out of the house and stood under the orange tree. He covered his stomach with one hand, laughing silently but unable to straighten his back. Yan Funing walked out slowly and stopped under the eaves to look at him. "Bei Mo." Suddenly hearing the call, Fu Beimo turned around awkwardly: "Sister-in-law, you can't blame me. I saw my brother's head was the same as usual, and I wanted to laugh."

Yan Funing also went under the orange tree and laughed out loud: "I find it funny too." The two smiled at each other. Just then, a cold voice came from behind the tree: "Very funny?" "Yeah, it's very funny." Yan Funing and Fu Beimo said in unison. When the two of them reacted, they saw Fu Ciyi with a head full of silver needles standing behind a tree. Fu Ciyi's face darkened: "Fu Beimo, you are really impressive. You dare to laugh at me like this?" "Brother, do you remember?" Fu Beimo's lips twitched, "I, I, I have something else to do, I'll go take care of it first." After saying that, he ran away like a flash. When leaving the hospital, he did not forget to glance at Yan Funing, as if to say, take care, sister-in-law! Yan Funing forced a smile. "Since you recognized Bei Mo, it means my silver needles worked. You can't use the silver needles for too long at a time, sir..." She raised her hand to invite, "Please go back to your room. I will help you remove the silver needles." Fu Ciyi glanced at her indifferently, with no intention of moving. "You said I love you to death?" Yan Funing curled her lips and said, "Isn't it to verify whether you have lost your memory?" Having said that, he took a step forward. Fu Ciyi followed behind her, walking very slowly. When he got into the house, he said, "Fu Jiang, Ali, Caiyu, all of you get out." The three were shocked. "Master, do you remember us?" "So, Master has temporary amnesia? I told you, my young lady is an amazing doctor!" "Why don't you get out quickly?" Fu Ciyi spoke again. The three said yes and left the room. Fu Ciyi then lifted his robe and sat down, his voice as cold as ever: "Remove the needle." Yan Funing walked behind him and took out the silver needles one by one. Fu Ciyi spoke again: "Why don't you ask me what happened?" "I asked my second brother, and he said that you were hit on the head when you were patrolling the paddock separately. If that's the case, I should ask you about it. But I saw that the swelling on your head was big, and you had a moment of amnesia just now, so..." "It would be reasonable to send people to the enclosure in advance for the hunt next month. It is also reasonable to send me and Yan Xinghe, because he and I helped save the emperor last time. The problem is that someone is waiting in the enclosure to teach me a lesson." "Whose man is he?" Yan Funing paused as she collected the needles. "Could it be that your previous actions damaged the interests of the other party?"

Fu Ciyi said calmly: "I think so too, so I suspect it's the prince's people." Just then, Fu He walked in quickly. "Sir, the Prince's Mansion has sent an invitation, saying that they want you to come over for a drink." (End of this chapter)