Qiao Zhiyi rushed to the hospital, panting heavily.
Ye Xi was waiting for her at the entrance.
"How is he?" Qiao Zhiyi grabbed Ye Xi's arm, her emotion evident.
Ye Xi frowned, "Ah Gui took him for a check-up. But there's a situation that's not very good."
"What?" He's already awake, what else could be wrong?
Has he become foolish?
Or lost his memory?
Considering the latter possibility, Qiao Zhiyi was startled to the point of opening her mouth slightly.
After a heavy blow to the head, many people either become foolish or lose their memory.
"He doesn't remember any of us," said Ye Xi with a cold laugh, "Huh, I didn't expect such a clichéd turn of events."
Qiao Zhiyi's mind suddenly went blank.
She had guessed correctly.
"Doesn't he remember anyone?"