MSRBMH Ch 59
"It's nothing serious, just requires treatment, it should clear up on its own."
The doctor adjusted his glasses.
Before Su Yu could even breathe a sigh of relief, the doctor continued slowly, "However, his memory loss probably won't be resolved anytime soon."
Su Yu's breath caught in his throat again.
How long is "atime soon"?
If it doesn't get better in a month, he'll be her wife for a month, but he can't be her wife forever, can he?
If he gets a girlfriend later, is Ji Yanli going to sleep in the middle?
"Doctor... is there any way to intervene?"
The doctor thought for a moment, then slowly spoke under Su Yu's expectant gaze, "Well... actually, it's not entirely hopeless."
"For example?"
"For example..."
The doctor seemed to be keeping her in suspense, her speech slowing down, "He received the same kind of stimulation as before he lost his memory."
How would he know what kind of stimulation Ji Yanli received?
Su Yu pondered, "If I hit him with a stick, do you think he'd recover?"
The doctor's face was serious. "Violence is prohibited in the hospital."
"What if his head accidentally hits my stick..."
Su Yu started to say, but then noticed the doctor's gaze growing increasingly strange, as if he were looking at a vicious character.
He smiled slightly, "Doctor, I was just joking."
The doctor's lips twitched. "Haha, not funny."
Only after the doctor was called to another ward did Su Yu push open the door and enter the room.
The ward was silent, save for the soft breathing.
Ji Yanli's face appeared much paler under the dim light, completely different from his energetic yet cold demeanor that morning.
It was as if only now was he revealing his inner vulnerability.
His sleeve was folded up, holding an IV drip. Perhaps because it was cold, there were traces of blood on the back of his hand, and the string of wooden beads still hung from his wrist, where his knuckles protruded.
"You, why did you have to be so impulsive this morning? You got your comeuppance, didn't you?"
Su Yu pouted, then, noticing the slight furrow in his brow, suddenly changed his tune.
"That's not what I meant. These beads are for protection; maybe they're protecting me."
After all, four million yuan should have some effect, even if it's a bit too much.
Su Yu glanced down at the beads on his wrist, then ran his other hand over them, turning them a couple of times. He seemed to be talking to thin air: "If it's really not good, I'll give them back to you. The ones you have look cheap, fake."
The man's breathing deepened, as if he was feeling unwell. His hand outside the blanket clenched into a fist, as if he were grasping at something.
Su Yu reached out and took the hand; it was icy cold. He carefully placed it under the blanket, making sure the IV drip wasn't pressed against it.
After doing all this, his phone vibrated slightly in his pocket.
He guessed it was Shen Le texting him, urging him to hurry.
Before leaving the ward, Su Yu glanced back at the person on the bed, then pushed open the door and left.
The location of Shen Lefa was quite convoluted.
After taking a taxi, Su Yu drove around and around, almost failing to find the barbecue restaurant.
It's true that the more mysterious something is, the more people want to try it; although the place was remote, it was surprisingly crowded.
When he arrived at the entrance, the main hall was almost full.
A waiter greeted him: "Hello sir, we have a queue."
Su Yu took out his phone, glanced at the screen, and smiled casually at the waiter: "I have a private room reserved, my surname is Shen."
Dazzled by the lazy smile, the waiter hesitated before stammering, "Okay, okay! Please follow me!"
The barbecue restaurant didn't look very impressive from the outside, but it was quite large inside.
After walking down a corridor, the area became slightly quieter, with several private rooms. They looked more elegant than the main hall, though somewhat out of place for a barbecue restaurant.
Su Yu opened the door to the private room and immediately saw Shen Le and Lin Yanjun chatting about something. Shen Le was popping peanuts into his mouth one by one, looking exactly like a village gossip scout.
Seeing him arrive, Shen Le greeted him, "You're here. I was wondering why you're late again. You're never late when you come out with me."
They invited Su Yu, and Su Yu was late.
Su Yu invited them, and Su Yu was late.
Early invitations, Su Yu was late.
Late invitations, Su Yu was late.
Shen Le really wanted to tie a clock to his neck for the whole time.
Su Yu sat down next to him and patted Shen Le's shoulder, "Don't be angry, there's a reason tonight."
Shen Le sneered, "When don't you have a reason? Last time I overslept, the time before that I was locked up at home by your dad, the time before that I said your stepmother went crazy..."
Before he could finish, Lin Yanjun coughed loudly, cutting him off.
Shen Le realized he had spoken too quickly and without thinking, and glanced guiltily at the person next to him.
Su Yu remained expressionless, his hand resting on the chair, seemingly waiting for him to finish speaking.
"Brother Su...you spoke too quickly..."
Although both of them roughly knew Su Yu's family situation, they hadn't considered that he was any different from others. However, Shen Le knew his emotional intelligence was low, and sometimes he said things he himself didn't like to hear.
"Tch."
Su Yu chuckled lightly.
"What's wrong with that? I'm used to it. Have you ordered?"
"No, we're just waiting for you to come before serving. Let me tell you, barbecue tastes best when it's freshly grilled and hot!"
After Shen Le finished speaking, he pressed the bell to signal that the food could be served.
The group usually drank alcohol when they got together, but recently Old Man Shen had returned, so Shen Le couldn't drink and could only drink orange juice while crying.
Su Yu was also afraid of alcohol.
Every time he got drunk, he would wake up in Ji Yanli's room—it was terrifying!
Lin Yanjun filled everyone's glasses with orange juice, asking as he poured, "What do you want to discuss with us today?"
"Um..."
Su Yu took a sip of orange juice, looking down at the table, "Do you have any recommended locations?"
"Location?"
Shen Le hadn't quite grasped it yet; Lin Yanjun probably knew what he wanted to do.
"Brother Su wants to open his own shop?"
Hearing Lin Yanjun's words, Shen Le finally reacted, "Holy crap, really? You're going to be a boss?"
Su Yu rubbed the rim of his glass with his thumb, "I haven't decided what to open yet, but I want to give it a try."
This wasn't the first time he'd had this idea.
Actually, he had always wanted to do things he liked, but the things he wanted to pursue were often forbidden by the Su family.
Now that he was no longer considered the young master of the Su family, he could finally break free of the constraints.
Lin Yanjun pondered for a moment: "I'll help you look into it these next few days. Wait for my news."
"Okay, thank you, Yanzi."
Shen Le, looking dazed, could only echo: "When you decide, be sure to tell the brothers, I'll be your partner!"
The barbecue was served one after another, and the three of them randomly picked a skewer to eat. Although it was called barbecue, it looked more like Japanese yakitori.
Shen Le burned himself and took a big gulp of water: "My tongue almost burned!"
Su Yu took a bite and felt that it wasn't as good as the tea snacks they had in Ji Yanli's office.
"It's alright."
After eating a few skewers, they started chatting casually. Even without the aid of alcohol, Shen Le's mouth couldn't stop.
As they chatted, he suddenly seemed to remember something and slammed his hand on the table.
The two people next to him were startled by the noise and frowned at him.
Shen Le, oblivious to everything, continued, "Do you know, the Song family has been in some trouble lately!"
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