Quick Wear: White Lotus Strategy Diary

Chapter 291 Fake Gold in the Mental Hospital 7

"Who are you?" Situ Qian looked at the hand that was being held in a daze.

Jiang Zhi suddenly turned around and looked at Situ Qian in disbelief.

"Who are you?" Situ Qian tilted his head and looked at Jiang Zhi in confusion.

With a blank memory, Situ Qian could not remember anything.

Jiang Zhi's lips turned pale as he banged on the iron door and called for help.

Soon a doctor arrived.

Wen Xun walked in with a smile on his face, and then his face suddenly darkened when he found out that Situ Qian had forgotten everything.

"..."

Wen Xun couldn’t say that he just gave Situ Qian some “antidote”?

"It's late today, let's do a detailed examination tomorrow." Wen Xun said and left.

The iron door was closed again, and Situ Qian looked at Jiang Zhi curiously.

"Silly girl, do you really not remember me?" Jiang Zhi asked with a bad feeling in his heart.

"I'm not stupid!" Situ Qian puffed out his cheeks.

"I didn't say you were stupid, I was asking if you really didn't remember me?" Jiang Zhi looked at Situ Qian with a hint of hope in his eyes.

Situ Qian shook her head honestly. "I don't remember."

"Do we know each other? Then do you know who I am?" Situ Qian's eyes were a little confused.

"I...your name is Situ Qian." Jiang Zhi sighed.

Situ Qian looked at Jiang Zhi expectantly.

"I only know your name..." Jiang Zhi stammered, looking at Situ Qian embarrassedly.

Although Situ Qian was a little disappointed, she comforted Jiang Zhi instead.

"It doesn't matter. I will definitely remember you in the future. Even if I can't remember you, we know each other now." Situ Qian said with a smile.

Jiang Zhi's mouth corners slightly raised, his tone was happy. "Yeah."

"Jiang Zhi~"

"Jiang Zhi~"

Jiang Zhi was lying on the bed, listening to the chattering girl next to him asking all kinds of strange questions.

As the night deepened, Situ Qian gradually fell asleep.

A bustling city with thousands of lights.

Leaving the high-rise building, a luxury car drove steadily on the road.

The man had a stern look, with a dim glow in his eyes. He looked like a seasoned hunter, quietly watching his prey in the dark.

He sat back in the chair and listened to the person on the other end of the phone.

His cold voice sounded in the car. "Wen Xun, do you need me to remind you what you are doing?"

Soon, the call was hung up, and the man's stern face was thoughtful for a moment.

I only heard the man say: "Go and spread some news to the Song family."

"Okay, President." said the driver.

Early in the morning, Jiang Zhi opened his eyes and saw Situ Qian sitting in front of the iron gate, bored.

Hearing the voice, Situ Qian turned around with some surprise in her eyes.

"Jiang Zhi~ wake up~ play with me~"

Situ Qian rushed over and looked up at Jiang Zhi eagerly.

Jiang Zhi smiled and ruffled Situ Qian's hair. "Okay."

Finding that this place, which could be called a prison cell, was nothing fun at all, Situ Qian began to feel dejected.

Jiang Zhi had no choice but to comfort her that she could go out at noon.

Situ Qian had no choice but to nod reluctantly.

After breakfast, Situ Qian took another nap.

It was finally time for noon exercise, and Situ Qian couldn't wait to run outside.

"Qianqian, you play here for a while. I have to leave for something." After Jiang Zhi gave the instructions, he quietly went to the secret place.

Situ Qian had no choice but to squat on the ground and play house by himself.

"Well... this is rice, and this is vegetables." Situ Qian said to himself.

"Why is there no soup?" Suddenly a child appeared beside him, scaring Situ Qian.

Situ Qian stepped back like a frightened rabbit, looking at the little boy in fear.

The little boy has a chubby face and is wearing a black suit.

Like a cute little boy who secretly wears adult clothes.

Seeing Situ Qian's frightened look, the boy's face tightened. "Situ Qian, what do you mean?!"

Situ Qian looked at the little boy in confusion. "Who are you?"

The little boy was stunned by the question, with some surprise in his eyes.

Aunt doesn’t remember him?