"Am I really an orphan? Don't have a single relative at home? Fang Cheng still couldn't believe it. 【Fengyun Reading Network. 】

"Yes, I won't lie to you." The doctor was helpless, he said everything he had to say.

"I used to be a doctor? Then what should I do in the future" sadness rose from the bottom of Fang Cheng's heart.

What to do next?

"Things will take their course in the future, don't think too much, you have to take care of your body now, your body is still very weak."

Fang Cheng held his head in pain, it was better not to wake up.

Doctors said he was in a car accident, nearly killed, slept in a hospital bed for almost half a year, and when he woke up, he couldn't remember anything.

"I've brought you some books, so you can read them if you're free. I see you like to read medical books, and I happen to have a lot of them here. The doctor said.

"Thank you."

The doctor had a stack of books brought in and placed on the table in the ward.

Fang Cheng thought about it for a long time, but he still couldn't remember anything, so he had to give up.

His face was still very pale, and under his eyes was a confused white mist, which was thick in his eyes.

The doctor was very helpless, since he woke up in the afternoon, he had no expression, looking very confused, helpless, and at a loss.

yes, whoever encounters this kind of thing will be at a loss!

"Fang Cheng, Fang Cheng" Fang Cheng read his name, took out a pen, and sketched on the paper.

The doctor stopped bothering him and went out.

By the time Ye Jiaqi settled down in the United States, the interview had already ended.

She rented a small apartment near the school and packed her belongings.

This time, she entered the University of Chicago as a journalism major with the first overall score, and the tuition fee was halved.

She was very happy to hear the news.

It's just that after being happy, it's a little lonely.

She spread a white blanket on the floor of the small apartment, on which she liked to stand barefoot.

The white fluff tickled the soles of her feet, and it felt very comfortable.

Sometimes, she would stand on the carpet and look out the window, and one stop would be a day.

The floor-to-ceiling windows are wide and bright, and the foreground of the windows is very good, and as far as the eye can see, there is a green color.

Summer in Chicago is different from Beijing, the temperature here is much cooler than in Beijing, and it is not as hot and dry as in Beijing.

Occasionally, it rains, and it is not like the capital, where lightning and thunder roar.

The city is cozy, and her life is even more comfortable.

In addition to standing by the window, she also likes to roll on the carpet and read a book with her cheeks back.

The hair grew a lot longer, and the strands hung down softly on the arms, tickling.

The days pass slowly and long, like a babbling stream, without waves.

"Meow"

"Meow"

A little yellow milk cat stepped on the carpet and walked towards Ye Jiaji.

The little milk cat is very clever, without miscellaneous hair, like a little princess, with bright eyes, cute and stupid.

"Meow"

Ye Jiaqi, who was lying on the ground reading a book, hurriedly put down the book and turned his head to look at it.

"Little girl, come!"

The little milk cat especially listened to Ye Jiaqi's words, and really ran to Ye Jiaqi happily.

The little milk cat was picked up by Ye Jiaqi, and it was still very young.

At first, it was dirty, and she bathed it and injected it.

Today's little girl looks clean and beautiful, and has become a beautiful little princess.

The little girl turned around Ye Jiaqi's side, raised his paw again, and touched Ye Jiaqi's book.

It didn't know what it was, so it bit it with its teeth.

However, it couldn't bite it, so it sat on the ground aggrievedly and looked at Ye Jiaqi.