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The most amazing thing was that the doctor told her about her and Xiao Meng Han's relationship, trying to change some of the memories in her brain.

”Mr. Xiao, I'm afraid that Madam's brain has yet to recover from her injuries. If we were to forcefully recall her memories, we can't rule out the possibility of brain death.”

Xiao Meng Han seemed to be asking the group of experts in front of her, but she also seemed to be asking herself: ”Is there really no other way?”

Xiao Meng Han turned around and walked away step by step, her steps dragging the ground as heavy as a hammer.

The experts standing on the spot looked at each other. They had already done their best. If they were going to lose their lives, even if they lost a hundred lives, it wouldn't be enough to pay for it.

They didn't give Xiao Meng Han an answer, the only answer was to wait for her to think about it. Perhaps very soon, perhaps in the next second, perhaps even for the rest of her life.

”Xiao Yan, have you truly forgotten about me? Have you forgotten about our son's journey?”

Xiao Meng Han stood in front of the window, quietly looking out. Her line of sight had no focus, and she looked for a long time, but he didn't see anything.

The only thing that was clear was the unfamiliar yet polite look in her eyes. He helped her peel the apple, and when she said thank you, he fed her, which she politely refused with a smile. Then, she tried to get up and eat by herself.

When he tried to change her clothes, she blushed and took them from him. She didn't change her clothes until he left the room.

Closing her eyes, Xiao Meng Han remembered the tough life she had led in the past and that he had never given up. Now looking at the unassuming Mo Xiaoxiao, he felt like there was no path in front of him.

The room's door was pushed open. Xiao Meng Han didn't even need to turn his head to know who had come in. He bitterly smiled as he said: ”Han Yong, I never thought that there was really something in this world that I couldn't do.” This feeling is not good, very bad, let me have the impulse to violence.

Closing the door, Han Yong placed some documents on the table. He stretched out his hand and rubbed his brow, ”This is Xuan Peng's most recent journey, as well as the document you're signing. Meng Han, I believe that Xiao Budian will remember everything and will not forget it.

Xiao Meng Han's figure trembled when she heard Xuan Peng's name, but he still turned around and walked over to the desk.

Looking at the documents, Xiao Meng Han casually picked one out.

He looked at it and saw that it was written about when Xuan Peng would do something and what he would do at that time. It was even accompanied by a photo …

Xiao Meng Han's hand was clenched into a fist as she punched Xuan Peng's spirited figure.

Han Yong's heart trembled as he heard the sound. He didn't understand why Xiao Meng Han would suddenly be so angry.

However, he did not need to ask, as he already knew that it involved Mo Xiaoxiao. Han Yong did not ask, as Xiao Meng Han would naturally tell him what he wanted him to know.

Mo Xiaoxiao had already woken up for two days. Other than the doctors and nurses, she also saw this man who called himself Xiao Menghan.

She asked the doctor, who told her evasively that they didn't know anything except how to get her to recover.

Mo Xiaoxiao also felt that something was wrong with her. She only remembered Xuan Peng, and even the scene of her father's death was vague.

It was as if her past had been completely wiped away by a large hand, leaving only her and Xuan Peng together, and she just couldn't see Xuan Peng.

Xiao Meng Han knew that Xuan Peng hadn't given up on Mo Xiaoxiao because the things Xuan Peng had done these days were all done by him, constantly increasing his own strength. It was as if he was trying to divert the Xiao Clan's attention.

Furthermore, in order to suppress the Xiao family, Xuan Peng had started to come into contact with the political scene.