In the hospital, He Yingdong had just completed his last brain CT scan.
His slender fingers pinched the freshly printed test report as he examined it carefully. With a hint of joy on his face, the doctor said, "Congratulations, Young Master He, the hematoma in your head has completely dissipated. Your memory should be fully restored, right!"
He Yingdong nodded slightly.
Yes, it has fully returned. Somehow, on that night while entangled with Li Jiaqi, he remembered almost everything.
Being with her lately had been like a fish in water.
Since Huo Siyuan left, this girl didn't seem to have any other plans and obediently stayed by his side.
"You should be careful to protect your head in the future to prevent concussions..."
Before the doctor could finish his words, He Yingdong's tall figure had already walked out.
He looked at Yan Xiruo with a blank expression.
"Do you have anything else to say?"
