My Secretary is a Little Sweet

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The process of preparing antidote has already been experienced, so Mu Wensheng and Mu Qing made it much faster than the first time. The antidote was already available the night after the blood of the deer was obtained It's ready.

In the evening, Shangguan Ning and Zhao An'an were detoxified once, and the next morning they were given another medicine. Both of them' physical conditions changed significantly.

The first to wake up is Shangguan Ning.

Perhaps it was because she responded to Jing Yichen's voice. After using the antidote, Jing Yichen tried to call her and actually woke her up.

Shangguan Ning opened his eyes, the things in front of him were a little vague, and there was something muddled in his mind, a feeling of muddyness.

Jing Yichen was ecstatic, holding her hand and calling her: "A Ning! You finally woke up!"

Shangguan Ning felt a headache and his memory became blurred, as if it had been erased.

However, Jing Yichen still remembers, all those that are erased are those that are not deep memories, and the deep ones still exist.

Shangguan Ning at the moment does not know that if she sleeps for a little longer, even those deep memories will no longer exist.

The toxins made by Yang Mu's fireworks at high prices are specially overbearing. They can not only make people fall asleep, but also cause people to slowly lose their memories, and eventually even become idiots. If the treatment takes too long, So even if you wake up, it is useless.

"Yichen..."

Shangguan condensed her mouth, her voice was hoarse, and she hadn't spoken in a long time.

Jing Yichen heard Shangguan Ning shouting her name, and knew that she had not forgotten him. Her amnesia may not be serious.

However, Shangguan Ning didn't remember what happened before she was comatose. She saw herself lying in Mu's Hospital and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong with me?"

Jing Yichen took her into his arms and said softly: "It's okay, just a sleep, but the time is a little long."

"Rui Rui?"

Jing Yichen smiled, very well, did not forget him and his son, this is enough.

"The son is with our dad. He is very close to his grandfather now. Seeing that I didn't take care of me, I was rejected by him."

However, Shangguan Ning remembered Jing Yichen and Jing Rui, but she didn’t remember many detailed things, such as—

"Why don't I remember what Rui Rui looks like? Yichen, what's going on? I seem to... forget a lot of things."

A mother can’t remember her child’s appearance.

Shangguan Ning panicked, but no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't remember!

Then she went to think about what Jing Zhongxiu was doing and found that she couldn't remember it!

Her hand held Jing Yichen's clothes tightly, and her heart was very uneasy. The feeling that her memory became blurred was very uncomfortable!

Jing Yichen's voice comforted her softly: "It's okay, I asked my father to send him over. When you see him, you remember."

After a while, Shangguan Ning still couldn't accept the fact: "I... amnesia?"

"A bit, but I don't think it's serious. At least, you remember me."

Jing Yichen is very indifferent, as long as Shangguan Ning remembers him, the rest is not a problem.

In the afternoon, Zhao Anan also woke up.

The extent of her memory loss is similar to that of Shangguan Ning. She can't remember the details of her life, but she will remember the more important people and things around her.

However, what makes Mu Qing feel painful is that Zhao An'an doesn't remember the matter of marrying him!

She remembered his proposal, but she did not remember that they were married!

She is too deep and too deep for the memory of not marrying Mu Qing, but the memory of marriage is relatively weak.

However, it is difficult for Zhao An'an to deny that everyone has testified, and there is also a marriage certificate, as well as the registration of the Civil Affairs Bureau.

She had a kind of unreal feeling that she fell asleep and then turned upside down.

All three women woke up. Although they all had varying degrees of amnesia, they even caused some inconveniences in their lives. Seeing that the acquaintances did not know each other, but this was already the best result.

Time passed quickly, and soon arrived in May, when Zhao Anan and Mu Qing held their wedding day.

Until the day before the wedding, Zhao Anan kept holding Shangguanning's hand and kept asking, "A Ning, I am really married to Mu Qing? Isn't it a group of you who cheated me? After all, I Amnesia, it seems easy to lie to me at this time!"

Shangguan Ning said decisively: "Absolutely not, this is true! You already like Mu Qing, what's so strange about marrying him? Isn't it good to marry him? You even got a marriage certificate with him, Tomorrow is your wedding. Mu Family invited all relatives and friends. If you regret it, Mu Qing's face will be lost, and the old man will be angry."

She doesn't remember anything about her designing Zhao Anan!

She only had a very vague impression of Zhao An'an's marriage. How did they get married, she was confused, but in front of Zhao An'an, she certainly would not show her doubts about their marriage.

Among them, Zhao Anan and Zheng Lun, only Zheng Lun remembered what happened when Zhao Anan married Mu Qing. She had fewer memories, and Zhao Anan caused a strong heart to her pure kindness. Shock, so remember it very clearly.

Zhao An'an was so sure of what Shangguan Ning said, and the doubts in his heart were mostly dissipated, and he happily played with the clothes to be worn tomorrow.

While stroking the skirt, she murmured with doubt: "How do I remember that I used to not wear skirts? Mu Qingfei said that I loved to wear skirts before, and those skirts at home are what I cried and shouted to buy, but I There is no impression at all!"

Shangguanning didn't remember whether she used to wear skirts or pants before, but she definitely encouraged Zhao Anan to wear skirts. After all, Zhao Anan is a girl, and wearing skirts is more beautiful than wearing pants. Feminine.

"Aren't you all amnesia? How can you remember the past? I remember you seem to love dresses very much, saying that dresses are more beautiful!"

"is it?"

Zhao Anan doubted the letter, and after a while, her brain finally reacted a little bit wrong.

"Don't you also have amnesia? I don't remember my own things, and you still remember my little things? I don't remember what you like to eat and what kind of clothes you like! Why do you still remember me? A Ning, you're too bad, and actually gang up with them to lie to me!"

"Nothing, you think too much! I am the closest girlfriend to you, how can I lie to you?"