Mo Chen grabbed his phone and saw that the caller nickname displayed on the screen was - Xiaozhu, but his mind was blank, and there was no information about the Xiaozhu.

Mo Chen hesitated and pressed the answer button, and a familiar and pleasant female voice came out of the receiver.

"Hey! Where are you?" the female voice in the receiver asked anxiously.

Mo Chen scratched his messy hair in confusion and scanned the interior decoration. He casually said, "I... just woke up."

"Just just woke up?!" The female voice was octave higher and came out of the receiver, a little harsh.

Mo Chen took away some of his phone, changed his hand to hold it, and subconsciously took it out, and his ears that had just been shocked.

The female voice continued, "You are crazy! Today is Jiutong's class, and if you miss his class, you are looking for death!"

"Uh...I..." Mo Chen didn't know what to do, so he explained his current situation to the other party.

Mo Chen really wanted to ask the girl, "Who are you?"

But the girl didn't give him this opportunity at all. She scolded Mo Chen and urged him to come to school as soon as possible.

Before hanging up the phone, the girl said that she would do her best to lie and deceive Jiutong.

As for whether Jiutong believes it depends on Mo Chen's luck.

After hanging up the phone, Mo Chen did not get up immediately to wash up, but sat blankly beside the bed, recalling the phone call just now.

Through the girl's words, Mo Chen roughly understood some things. He and the girl were classmates, and the Jiutong in the girl's mouth should be their teacher.

Judging from the girl's tone, this Jiutong teacher should be very strict.

However, this Jiutong teacher should not be their class teacher, otherwise the girl would not deliberately say "today".

When! When! When! When! When!

A few knocks on the door recalled Mo Chen's thoughts. Although he did not respond, the door was still pushed open a gap from outside.

A woman in her fifties leaned into her head and looked at her eyes. The woman smiled and said to Mo Chen, "Baby son, are you awake?"

"mom……"

After hearing the woman calling him like this, Mo Chen subconsciously responded, but Mo Chen felt a little awkward to speak with a simple word "mom".

The woman smiled with satisfaction, then pushed open the door and walked in. The woman reached out to touch Mo Chen's forehead, breathing a sigh of relief, "It's okay, it's okay, and finally the fever subsides."

Mo Chen stared at the woman blankly, thinking in his mind that she was his mother? Then why didn’t there be any memory of his mother in his mind?

Suddenly, Mo Chen's head hurt violently. He hugged his head with both hands and rolled back and forth on the bed in pain.

"What's wrong? Son, don't scare my god! Is it uncomfortable?..." The woman shouted anxiously, and hurriedly went to hug Mo Chen.

The extreme headache made Mo Chen unable to open his eyes in pain, and his consciousness became more and more blurred. Finally, Mo Chen vaguely heard the woman shouting, "Dad, come quickly~ come quickly!" and completely lost consciousness.

...

A smell of disinfectant lingers on Mo Chen's nose. He slowly opened his eyes, and it was white before the New Year...

"Wake up!?"

Mo Chen blinked his eyes twice, his vision gradually became clear, and in front of him was the woman named her son.

"Mom..." Mo Chen murmured, his head still hurt slightly, and he couldn't help frowning.

Another man who looked very strange was standing beside the bed, looking at Mo Chen with a heartache.

Mo Chen glanced around. At this moment, he was lying on the bed, covered with a white quilt and a soft oxygen tube hanging on his nose.

Mom gently stroked Mo Chen's side face, and she explained to Mo Chen, "You suddenly fell ill and fainted in the morning. Your father and I will send you to the second hospital. After all, the hospitalization environment here is better."

At this time, a middle-aged man in a white coat walked into the ward. He was holding a blue clip in his hand, looking at his clothes for the doctor.

The father, who was standing beside the bed, quickly opened the space for the doctor. While asking about Mo Chen's condition, the doctor reached out and opened Mo Chen's eyelids and used a small flashlight to shine Mo Chen's eyes.

Mom said, "Son, why are you feeling uncomfortable? Tell me to the doctor."

At this moment, Mo Chen was very unconscious. He spoke slowly and whispered, "If you say now... there is still a little pain in your head, there is nothing else to feel uncomfortable.

But..." Mo Chen looked around and looked at his parents, then looked at the doctor, hesitantly said, "I may have lost my memory! I can't remember many things."

When Mo Chen finished speaking, he deliberately observed his parents' expressions, but he did not see any surprise on his parents' faces, as if they had known about this for a long time.

The doctor nodded and said nothing. He put the flashlight into his pocket, picked up the clip, and recorded something on it.

The doctor wrote and said to Mo Chen, "These conditions will gradually ease over time, so you don't have to worry.

Also, pay more attention to rest and drink more water..."

The doctor was nagging, but Mo Chen didn't listen to a word in his mind. He was very surprised that neither the doctor nor the parents' reactions were too calm.

The mother beside her caters to the doctor every word, and most of them say unnutritional words. For example, young people nowadays like to play computers, play with mobile phones, etc.

When the doctor left the ward, he turned around and said to his parents beside the bed, "You two, who will come with me?"

"I'll go!" the mother volunteered, but the father stopped her, and the father said, "I'll go!"

The mother glanced at her father, and the two had a brief exchange of eyes, but in the end, the father followed the doctor away from the ward.

There were only Mo Chen and his mother left in the ward. Mo Chen suddenly asked, "Do I have a serious illness?"

The mother's eyes trembled for a moment, and she immediately comforted Mo Chen, "Baby, don't think about it, you're just a fever." She glanced at the direction of the door, and then said, "The doctor called your father out alone, it's just their professional habits, and it has nothing to do with your condition."

My mother was talking, and the door opened and my father came in from outside.

The mother quickly said to her father, "Does the doctor say that our Chen'er has no big problem?"

As if he heard his wife's code, the father was slightly stunned, then smiled and said in cooperation, "Of course! It's just a fever, but..."

My father paused, and Mo Chen and his mother looked at him anxiously. The father scratched his head and blinked his eyes, "Yes..."

My father shook his hands, "Their terms are too professional, I didn't remember them clearly, but in short, they are a little worse than ordinary fever.

But as long as the fever subsides, there will be no more trouble!"

The mother smiled happily. She held Mo Chen's hand and said, "Look! Mom didn't lie to you, you're really fine."

Mo Chen nodded, suddenly remembered something, and said to his mother, "By the way, mom! On the other side of the school..."

My mother said, "Don't worry about this. I have called your instructor. As long as you have a safe mind to recuperate, don't think about anything else."

My parents comforted Mo Chen with my words, and then the nurse pushed the medical cart in.

A few packs of drips hung above the bed, and a faint sleepiness came, and Mo Chen closed his eyes gently...
Chapter completed!