MTL - Deliberately Contaminated-Chapter 68

After returning from Jiaoyue that day, Jiang Huai never contacted her again, and Mingshuang didn't care about it anymore. one page.

Everyone is busy, busy every day, Mingshuang has a small office, and in the second half of the development, she simply didn't bother to go home, and moved to live here temporarily.

"It's all done, the prototype will fly next Monday." Chen Hexuan hung up the phone, wiped his sweat, and couldn't hide his excitement.

Mingshuang looked away from the computer screen, let out a long sigh, and said, "Don't be too happy, wait until the test flight is successful, and then you can tell it, don't let others see the joke."

The boss didn't let him be happy, and the joy that had just stirred up in the studio calmed down again.

Mingshuang said, "Let's all get off work early today. It's been a long time. I want to eat whatever I want, and I will reimburse it all next week."

Mingshuang has always been very generous to her friends.

Mingshuang used to be less strict with them. She was more like a friend who was fighting for her dream, but she automatically signed the contract with Jiuheng, and after Jiang Huai came here once, she could say that. The personality changed drastically, and he forced himself and them as if he was ruthless. The development progress was accelerated and accelerated, and the prototype was actually made a month ahead of schedule.

"It's been like this since President Lin Quanjiang came that day." Yang Dingtao secretly said to Lu Sijia.

Lu Sijia stuck her tongue out, not daring to say what was going on between the two.

After leaving the company, Mingshuang only felt exhausted.

Mingshuang sent a message to Xu Duanduan to complain, "People are going to stink. I haven't gone home for a week, I haven't gone to the spa for a month, I haven't gone shopping for two months, and I haven't slept all night in March."

Mingshuang has always been a woman who is exquisite and cares about her appearance very much. It is unimaginable that she can push her to this point.

Xu Duanduan, "...you really fight."

Mingshuang sometimes has an inexplicable twist. She is obviously a pampered eldest lady. She has never suffered much since she was a child. She doesn't look like a person when she is cruel to herself and others. Taking the Beijing Airlines test, I have made hundreds of progress in a year. I stay up late every day to write questions, and I am still writing papers in the ktv private room.

"Are you going out to play tomorrow?"

Mingshuang said, "Sleep at home tomorrow, don't call me when the sky falls."

"Okay." Xu Duanduan said, "I'll call you next week. Will the eldest miss of the classmates' reunion reward you next week?"

"Look at it when you have time, and talk about it when you have time." Mingshuang said.

When she's tired, she doesn't want to go out to do any recreational activities, she just wants to sleep peacefully at home.

Mingshuang returned to her small villa by the river. The environment was elegant and pleasant, and it was extremely quiet. Mingshuang lived here alone. She didn't hire a nanny, but only hired part-time workers on time. She didn't like too many people at home.

After taking a bath, Mingshuang fell asleep almost as soon as she touched the pillow. Mingshuang's familiar friends knew her temperament and work schedule, and she never contacted her in the morning on her days off.

Early the next morning, the morning light came in through the gap in the curtains, and Mingshuang fell asleep on the bed when she suddenly heard a knock on the door outside. Instead, it's getting bigger.

Mingshuang got up from the bed with a swipe, her eyes were full of anger, she casually pulled out a coat from the closet, put it on her body, and went to the door of the room.

The woman stood in the morning light, still wearing pajamas, a thin gray knitted sweater loosely draped, beautiful curly hair draped over her fair shoulders, but her pupils were full of anger, "Who the **** is knocking? Is it sick? ?"

A group of people stood at the door, looking at her, all silent.

The man in the front was wearing a formal suit, looked at her pretty face, and asked carefully, "Is that Miss Mingshuangming?"

"Just tell me if you have something." Mingshuang took a few deep breaths, her anger calmed down a little, she got up with great anger, and her eyes swept across the group of men, ranging in age, from 20 to 50, regardless of temperament It's like some kind of blind stream, but they all look like people with heads and faces.

"Jiang Rucong?" She saw the man who got out of the car not far away, and her pupils became more angry, "I said why so many people came early in the morning, Mr. Jiang wants to fight for your brother's injustice and bring people here. Is my house ruined?"

Huang Ji pushed Jiang Ruzong's wheelchair and came to the door of Mingshuang Courtyard. Mingshuang held the door with one hand and didn't let anyone in. "I'll talk about it here."

"Jiang Huai has an accident." Jiang Ruzong said concisely.

Mingshuang crossed her arms with both hands and said coldly, "What happened? Dead?"

There was a slight uproar in the crowd, and the morning light spread on the beautiful face of the woman. She is the darling of God, with a unique beauty. There is nothing unsightly about her eyebrows, eyes, nose and lips, and she is very charming, fresh and hot.

Such arrogant and cruel words came out of such a woman's beautiful lips.

"There's something wrong with his brain." Jiang Ruzong said succinctly, "I don't remember anything."

After a moment of silence, Mingshuang pulled his lips together, "Jiang Rucong, did you stay up late last night watching TV shows and broke your brain, thinking I'm a five-year-old child, right? You're making such a big splash on the weekend to make me happy. ?"

Behind him, Huang Ji is Jiang Huai's private secretary. Seeing Mingshuang's attitude, he was a little anxious, "Miss Ming, we're not kidding, Mr. Jiang has been in bad health. His symptoms have been going on for several days, and he has been enduring it. "It wasn't until last night that we found out that his mind was very confused, he didn't remember many people, and even forgot a lot of things."

Jiang Huai has an excellent memory, and Mingshuang remembers that the numbers and faces he had seen before were unforgettable.

Mingshuang said, "..." She looked at them coldly, obviously in disbelief.

"You can go to our company to see him." Huang Ji was sweating, "now Lin Quan's board of directors has blocked this incident, and no one knows about it."

A man in his forties stood behind Huang Ji. He stepped forward and said to Ming Shuang, "Miss Ming, I am Li Qingwen, President Jiang's personal doctor."

He showed her his medical license, and took out a stack of documents from his briefcase. On the top was Jiang Huai's thick medical record and a brain CT result dated a month ago.

Li Qingwen said, "Actually, Mr. Jiang's mental state has not been very good in recent years."

He handed Mingshuang his medical record book.

Mingshuang flipped through it and read it from beginning to end, her brows getting tighter and tighter.

Nervous headaches, severe depression... and they all started for several years. She glanced at it and saw that the last word was psychogenic amnesia.

"We don't know if President Jiang has suffered any major mental stimulation recently." Li Qingwen said, "He rarely talks to us about his private life."

Li Qingwen said, "He was not injured on the head, and there was no accident, but there is such a condition of amnesia. Our initial diagnosis may only be psychogenic amnesia. Because of extreme emotional fluctuations, trauma, and excessive mental shock. ."

Ming Shuang remembered the date Li Qingwen said his symptoms started.

On the day she took Jiang Huai to Jiaoyue, she was so mad at him that she spoke so disgustingly that she almost told him to die. Since her childhood, Jiang Huai has always accepted the emotions she poured into him, whether good or bad.

He never cared about his own feelings, he was used to being restrained, repressed and patient, like a bottomless sea, no matter how she threw stones into it, it seemed that there would be no waves.

Mingshuang looked into the distance, "Then why are you looking for me? Go back and get the treatment, so don't ask me to borrow money for treatment."

Jiang Rucong in the wheelchair kept looking at her, his brown pupils seemed heavy in the sunlight.

Jiang Rucong said softly, "He has nothing, no relatives, no friends, and the only girlfriend he has ever had is you. Now, he only remembers that you are his girlfriend, and he has forgotten all the quarrels and breakups between you. "

This thing is too absurd, Mingshuang finds it amusing, absurd, unbelievable, but none of them have a smile on their face.

Huang Ji said, "Ms. Ming, do you know how important President Jiang is to Lin Quan now? If he is in this situation for one more day, it may bring us tens of millions of huge losses. We don't need to concoct this. Things are joking with you."

Mingshuang's beautiful eyebrows were tightly locked, "Then what do you mean by looking for me? Do you think I will cure the disease?"

Jiang Rucong said, "He loves you very much and remembers you. The doctor thinks that being with you will help restore his memory."

Seeing the sneering smile on Mingshuang's face, Jiang Rucong added, "Furthermore, this is also a little bit of my personal selfishness."

"He's been very unhappy all the time." Jiang Rucong sat in a wheelchair, looked up at her slightly, and said calmly, "From childhood to adulthood, a few days of comfortable life, by your side, may be somewhat better. After so many years, He's been waiting for your return."

Mingshuang was silent.

"We will provide compensation." Huang Ji said immediately, "How much is it, Miss Ming can speak."

"Okay, I know you Lin Quan have money." Mingshuang said coldly, "It's very good."

Huang Ji doesn't know Mingshuang's identity, but looking at the villa area where she lives and her temperament, she doesn't seem to be the one who lacks money. Say more.

No one spoke, everyone was looking at Mingshuang, this beautiful woman was born with a cold and cruel heart, and even at this point, she didn't even show any signs of letting go.

At this moment, they had no doubt that she had never loved Jiang Huai at all. It's not even as good as the average person to a stranger.

"It's okay, if it doesn't work, I'll take him back." Jiang Rucong said, "Leave it at home, it will be healed sooner or later."

"Or ask him to go to the hospital." Jiang Rucong said, "It will be up to the sky after that. Maybe this is his life. If his life is bad, it should end like this."

"Mr. Jiang." Huang Ji was in a hurry and wanted to come over to ask for Mingshuang again. Li Qingwen was silent, but saw that Jiang Rucong had turned the wheelchair by himself and walked out.

Mingshuang pursed her lips, "Hold on."

Jiang Rucong stopped in a wheelchair.

Mingshuang said, "How long will you stay?"

Jiang Rucong turned to look at her, "Three months at most, or I won't be able to hide it from now on."

He spread his hands, "Lin Quan has a lot of business, and Jiang Huai has to make decisions for many decisions. Now we say he is on vacation, and he can last for a while."

Jiang Huai has always been a well-known workaholic, and now he wants to take a long vacation for himself, but others will not suspect anything.

"I have to trouble Miss Ming not to talk about this to outsiders." Jiang Ruzong said, "According to Lin Quan's current size and Xiaohuai's status, the news has been released, and we can't afford the stock price fluctuations."

Jiang Huai has already successfully proved himself and has truly become the soul of Lin Quan. His decision-making is an important benchmark even in the entire financial circle of Tanzhou. Every company he invested in has a large number of unconditional co-investors, not because of the company's potential, but because of the fact that Jiang Huai has invested.

Mingshuang said, "Two months at most, no matter how bad it is, you can take him back and treat him by yourself. I am not a doctor, and I have no obligation to him."

"Enough is enough." Huang Ji said immediately.

Jiang Rucong said, "Okay."

After the negotiation, several people breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that the whole person was relaxed.

Mingshuang said, "What about others?"

Jiang Rucong said, "It's still in the company."

Li Qingwen added a few words to her, "Psychogenic amnesia is more of a psychological problem. President Jiang may have encountered some bad things in his childhood and youth, and he was stimulated some time ago, so he has This is the case."

He paused for a while and seemed a little embarrassed, and then said, "In his own life experience, the experiences that have caused him pain and tormented him have also been forgotten. This is a type of psychogenic amnesia, called selective amnesia. ."

The brain is amazing. So far, human research on the brain has only stayed at a very shallow level. This may be the brain's spontaneous protection of the body, because the mind is too painful to bear, so it is selectively forgotten.

"His professional knowledge, social common sense, and skills have not been forgotten, and his mind has not been damaged." Li Qingwen said, "Just forgot some fragments of memories."

Mingshuang said coldly, "It means that he is still a normal adult who can take care of himself."

"Yes." Li Qingwen said, and immediately explained, "However, because of President Jiang's occupation, it is not enough to only remember professional skills."

He has to meet so many people every day, talk to them, and make decisions. If his mind is confused and he doesn't remember an important person or a contract he signed, the consequences will be extremely serious. A very important point for VCs is trust. They cannot let Jiang Huai's disease affect the reputation they have built up for Lin Quan over the years.

Therefore, the news was simply blocked from the outside world.

Jiang Rucong said, "If you have no problem here, we will bring Xiaohuai in the afternoon."

"Is it all right here?" Jiang Rucon asked, "The environment here is very good and suitable for recuperation." He glanced at the forest park not far away, the lake and the Tanzhou River not far away.

This villa was Ming Licheng's eighteenth birthday gift to Ming Shuang, so it was naturally carefully selected.

Mingshuang raised her eyebrows, "You guys would have arranged for him."

Seeing that she didn't refuse, Jiang Rucong rightly assumed that she agreed. Before leaving, he looked at her with a complicated tone, "Because Xiaohuai has forgotten some of her experiences, her personality has also changed."

"What changes?" Mingshuang said.

Jiang Rucong said, "You can see it yourself when the time comes."

…

Mingshuang closed the door and went back to the house. Few people had come to her small villa. It was absurd to think that Jiang Huai would be sent in the afternoon, and she was still a version of Jiang Huai with amnesia.

This kind of thing, Jiang Huai? Amnesia? Both words seem funny together.

In her impression, Jiang Huai is an extremely reliable spokesperson. He will never fall off the chain and make mistakes, nor will he fail to achieve it, and he will do it perfectly. He never vented his emotions to the outside world, and the result was suffocation? And then really suffocated yourself sick?

Mingshuang sat back on the bed and found that she was completely sleepy.

In the afternoon, when the doorbell rang, Mingshuang was sitting on the sofa and checking her phone.

She casually pulled a pair of slippers and went to open the door.

When she saw the person at the door, her pupils shrank slightly - the person standing at the door was Jiang Huai, or that beautiful face, but Mingshuang always felt an indescribable sense of strangeness when she saw it.

She was a little stiff. Seeing him waiting at the door, she rummaged through the shoe cabinet and found a pair of passenger slippers, "You should wear it first."

Jiang Huai changed his shoes, and he brought a suitcase with some basic daily necessities.

The man is slender, wearing a light-colored shirt and trousers, clean and soft black hair, fair skin, looking clean, when Mingshuang came out of the bathroom, he saw him sitting on the sofa, looking up at her, like a college student.

Mingshuang was silent, and for a moment, she didn't know how to get along with Jiang Huai.

She pointed to the room on the outside of the second floor, "You should live in this room for two months." The voice was a little softer, and there was no sense of arrogance before.

She remembered the thick stack of medical certificates.

It was a bedroom next to her.

"You're out of your mind right now." Mingshuang said sternly, "Let's go out and run less, and stay at home obediently."

Jiang Huai didn't mind what she said. He stared at her with his dark and clean pupils, and said softly, "Shuangshuang, I'm causing you trouble."

"I don't know when this disease will heal."

Jiang Huai had rarely spoken to her in this tone of voice before. His voice was originally clear, and this sentence had an indescribably gentle and intimate meaning.

Mingshuang, "…"

She heard Li Qingwen say that Jiang Huai had forgotten all the bad memories that made him painful, and breaking up with her and quarreling naturally belonged to this section.

"I still have something to do today, you stay at home." Mingshuang looked away, "If you have any questions, tell me tomorrow."

She found that even though Jiang Huai had lost her memory, she still didn't feel that way. Half a month ago, she was arguing with gunpowder, and now she suddenly told her that Jiang Huai had lost her memory and forgot everything she had quarreled with. She couldn't do it. So quickly and peacefully coexisting with him under one roof.

...also called her Shuangshuang.

Mingshuang pursed her lips, not to mention amnesia, he did at least have something abnormal. The previous Jiang Huai never called her that, and only once wrote her name on the letter.

"Do you want me to pick you up?" Jiang Huai didn't ask her where she was going.

Mingshuang lowered her eyes to clean up for a while, and said in a low voice, "No need."

"You stay at home, you don't have to wait for me today."

Mingshuang ran out of the house as if she had escaped, and played wildly with Xu Duanduan for a day. Seeing her frequently checking her phone at night, Xu Duanduan asked, "Why, the golden house is hidden? Are you rushing back to pay the public food?"

Mingshuang was speechless and threw away the phone. Her mobile phone was quiet, and Jiang Huai didn't ask her where she was, but only sent a WeChat message at twelve o'clock to ask her if she needed him to drive to pick her up, for fear that it would be unsafe for her to go home.

Mingshuang replied, returning with friends, it was safe.

It was already one o'clock in the morning when she came home. She opened the door and looked inside. It was quiet. Yuehua flowed on the floor of the living room like water. The door of the room on the second floor was tightly closed.

Jiang Huai is very neat and organized. It seems that this has not changed now, so let's just have another roommate for the time being.

The door on the second floor squeaked open, and the man came out of the bedroom on the second floor. He dressed casually at home. Under the loose soft fabric at the neckline, a thin and beautiful collarbone was faintly exposed, and the loose trousers could not hide a pair of straight Long legs, slender waist, buttocks, a very attractive figure.

Mingshuang somehow remembered Xu Duanduan saying that she was hiding in a golden house.

She didn't want to care about Jiang Huai, but he came over, took her coat, and hung it on the hanger accurately. Mingshuang stared, Jiang Huai only stayed at her house for one afternoon, and seemed to be more concerned about the structure of her home than she was. familiar.

She smelled of alcohol all over her body. Jiang Huai supported her and handed a glass of something on the table to her lips. It was a glass of warm honey water, "You can sober up."

Mingshuang pushed him away, "No, go back to sleep."

Jiang Huai pursed her lips and looked at her, Mingshuang remembered that he didn't remember the breakup, "You don't remember, but we actually broke up, and now it's just to heal you and let you stay here."

She turned her back to him and said lightly, "Just treat me as a roommate, and don't worry about anything else."

"I don't have to wait when I come back late." She said, without looking at him, and went straight away.

The first day Mingshuang took in Jiang Huai.

She woke up early in the morning, looked at the ceiling, and felt like she had been dreaming for the past two days.

Mingshuang got up, washed her clothes, and walked to the living room like sleepwalking in her pajamas, and then she stopped.

In the morning light, the tall and tall man was busy in the kitchen. He had a good-looking back and seemed to be in a very happy mood. He looked back at her, said good morning to her, and brought the food to the table.

The breakfast made by Jiang Huai is rich in nutrients, with meat and vegetables, and it looks very good. Mingshuang didn't expect his cooking skills to improve compared to high school.

Jiang Huai fried her a poached egg, made ham toast and pasta, and even mixed her a bowl of strawberry salad, warmed hot milk, and even the sugar level was just right. Mingshuang has been abroad for several years, and she eats a lot of Western food for breakfast, and she also likes to eat strawberries. She didn't know how Jiang Huai remembered this, didn't she have amnesia?

Jiang Huai said, "I made some casually with the ingredients in your refrigerator."

"Oh, thank you." Mingshuang said dryly.

She really didn't know how to get along with Jiang Huai like this, but she saw him sitting beside her with his eyes down, looking at her all the time. When he saw Mingshuang looking over, he suddenly leaned over and kissed her on the face. He asked softly, "Does it suit your taste?"

A very natural, very gentle, very light kiss, it seems that she doesn't remember what she said yesterday, they have broken up. His lips were red, and his lips were soft and beautiful, as soft as a dove feather kiss.

Mingshuang froze for a moment, "It's alright."

She ate a lot, Jiang Huai accompanied her, those dark and beautiful eyes were fixed on her, and when she finished eating, he naturally tidied up the table.

Mingshuang doesn't like to do housework, she is lazy, and she has been a mess since childhood, relying only on hourly work. She remembered that Jiang Huai used to be a very neat man with a strong ability to take care of himself. Now, it seems that amnesia has not changed this.

In the afternoon, Mingshuang went out the door. After returning home in the evening, he entered the study and reconfirmed the model data.

Jiang Huai knocked on the door and asked her, "What do you want to eat tomorrow?"

Mingshuang said, "I'm working overtime, don't quarrel with me, it all depends on the contract you signed."

She was a little annoyed again, remembering that Jiang Huai signed the contract with her, and now he lost his memory with a fluttering sound, and dumped this mess to her.

After checking the model, she took a shower and walked to her bedroom, only to see Jiang Huai waiting for her at the door.

A small night light hung in the corridor on the second floor, emitting a dim yellow light, crossing the man's fair and beautiful face, his eyelashes as long as crow feathers cast a faint shadow on his eyelids.

He had obviously taken a shower, and his whole body was clean. There was a faint fragrance on his body and hair. The man's slender fingers pressed lightly on her stiff shoulders, "Don't be so tired."

Mingshuang said, "What if I can't finish it?"

"If you can't finish it, you can postpone it, or you can break the contract." He said softly, "mine is yours, and when we get married, Lin Quan is yours too."

Mingshuang wondered if this was what Jiang Huai could say. Just like a king of Zhou You, losing one's memory can make a person's personality change drastically.

"Actually, I can go back to the company now, and the memory loss is not as serious as they say," he said, "but I want to stay with you for a while and take a vacation."

Jiang Huai seemed to have completely forgotten her bad words towards him and the long separation, and regarded her as his sweet lover. He had been very kind to his lover and devoted all his it is good.

His body was fragrant, his eyes were gentle, and his light breath fell on her neck. Mingshuang's heart beat faster, and her ears and neck were a little hot. She was not used to Jiang Huai like this, but... I can't say it, hate it.

Jiang Huai's appearance is completely based on her aesthetics. She has always been a person who eats soft and not hard. Facing such Jiang Huai, she is really... a cold beauty who has always been cold as frost. In front of him, there is such a small and gentle, somewhat jerky, but indescribably confusing.

"Let me accompany you tonight." He held her hand, pulled it into his arms, and said softly, "Okay?"

The author says:

Bing Jiao temporarily hid her illness and came to be a gentle little girl of fifteen.

Xiaohuai makes the sweetness that is stolen by means.

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