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He then looked at the time, "Miss Song just happens to be in no hurry to leave the hospital. Young master means for me to take you out to play after you've fully recovered. Goodbye."

Soong Qian was lost in her thoughts as she watched Uncle Zhang leave. She said softly and anxiously, "Eh?"

Soong Qian subconsciously lifted her hand to pinch her thigh and grimaced in pain. She was surprised that all of this was not a dream.

A man suddenly appeared out of nowhere claiming to be her boyfriend, and then it seemed that she was very close to a young master.

Although she knew that she really had lost her memory at this point, Soong Qian was still shocked.

The orange blossoms were extremely dazzling, but they were completely different from Soong Qian. She was almost withered.

On the golf course, Uncle Zhang stood respectfully behind the railing. He raised his head to look at the tall figure on the green fields.

The man brandished his staff with ease, his movements as smooth as flowing clouds and flowing water. Uncle Zhang smiled with a face full of love, not a single trace of anything out of the ordinary.

"Now, can the Young Master be at ease?"

"Uncle Zhang?"

The man's forehead was covered in sweat. When he saw Uncle Zhang, his eyes lit up. "Is she alright?"

"Actually, the Young Master knows it even better than Uncle Zhang. Since you're worried, why don't you go take a look for yourself?"

The man who was called Young Master by Uncle Zhang was as calm as ever. He picked up a white towel beside him and pointed his slender white fingers at it. "Forget it, now is not the time."

Just as Uncle Zhang was about to say something, the phone in his pocket rang. After he answered the phone, Uncle Zhang left the golf course.

The man changed into a tracksuit, went down to the garage, and drove the car to the hospital.

The man's steps were steady, but they carried a hint of nervousness within them. His footsteps stopped in front of the door to the ward. His handsome and quiet face could no longer conceal the excitement and joy he felt.

This was the first time in so many years that he had appeared in front of her. He wondered if she would be able to recognize him.

In the end, the man still turned around, as if he didn't have the courage to face her. After a few moments of hesitation, the man once again turned around and walked to the door of the ward.

Coincidentally, a nurse walked out of the ward, and through the half-open door, the man could see what was inside.

The man let out a long breath and walked in slowly.

The person on the bed had delicate facial features, thick eyelashes, and a bouquet of fragrant orange blossoms that the man placed carefully on top of the bed.

Reaching out his hand to caress Soong Qian's tender cheeks, the man suddenly smiled. She really missed the past, the carefree and carefree time.

A touch of sadness followed, causing the man to wake up. They were unable to go back.

He turned around and left, leaving behind only a bunch of orange blossoms that he hadn't seen for a long time.

Since Wang Chen left at noon, Soong Qian did not see him again for the next two days, nor did she receive a call from him …

Soong Qian stretched out her hand to touch under the pillow, but didn't touch the phone that should exist in her imagination.

She panicked and suddenly woke up. As a person who had forgotten her past, how could she remember where she put her forgotten phone?

At this moment, the door of the ward was pushed open with a creak. Soong Qian stretched her neck and looked towards the door.

He saw a girl dressed as a nurse pushing a car in. When she saw Soong Qian, she was stunned for a moment.

Soong Qian retracted her gaze and looked at the time. It was half past three in the afternoon. Usually, the daily inspection was conducted at around six. She could not help but be surprised.