Wan Qingyun's eyes lit up slightly upon hearing Jiang Junyi's words.
This is a good sign; it activates Junyi's memories through familiar scenes.
However, this varies from person to person. For some, even taking them to places with deep memories of the past won't help, while for others, it can bring back all those memories from small, trivial things.
"It seems we'll need to make more arrangements for our schedule," Wan Qingyun said with a smile.
Jiang Junyi carried Wan Qingyun as he walked towards the swing:
What itinerary?
"Dating schedule".
Jiang Junyi's eyes widened. A date?
Hey buddy, I've never actually gone out alone with a girl before.
Of course, this only applies to Jiang Junyi when he was eighteen.
After placing Wan Qingyun on the swing, Jiang Junyi sat upright to the side.
I don't know where to put my hands and feet.
The swing was so close that Wan Qingyun's fragrance constantly wafted into my nostrils.
And him!
My heart was beating faster and faster, just like a raw recruit.
"Why are you so tense?" Wan Qingyun asked Jiang Junyi curiously.
Jiang Junyi coughed twice. "This way, you'll feel a little more comfortable..."
"No, no, no, you should do it this way."
While laughing, Wan Qingyun took Jiang Junyi's slightly stiff arm, wrapped it around her neck, and put it on her other shoulder.
Immediately afterwards, Jiang Junyi felt a fragrant aroma waft towards him.
Looking down, I saw Wan Qingyun's beautiful hair.
She leaned against him naturally, as if they were very familiar with each other.
For some reason, Jiang Junyi's heart gradually calmed down at this moment.
At that moment, time seemed to slow down in the entire room.
Jiang Junyi enjoys these moments; they bring him genuine joy and peace of mind.
After a long pause, Jiang Junyi spoke up, "Do I have a way to restore my memories?"
Wan Qingyun looked up at Jiang Junyi: "Just like I said, I'm going to take you to the places we've been before."
"This might awaken your memory."
At this moment, Wan Qingyun tilted her head. "Why do you suddenly want to regain your memories?"
Jiang Junyi looked up at the ceiling, then pushed off slightly with his feet, making the swing start to move.
He said softly, "I'll say it again, my heart will not lie."
"Seeing a part, I can see the whole picture; I can feel your feelings for me."
"Correspondingly, I can also feel its throbbing."
Jiang Junyi placed his hand on his heart.
"Therefore, our past memories must have been happy and joyful, and I must have loved you very, very much."
At this point, Jiang Junyi looked at Wan Qingyun and smiled, "Even now, I'm madly in love with Sister Qingyun."
Looking at Jiang Junyi's gentle yet earnest expression, Wan Qingyun's eyes were moved, and for a moment it seemed as if he had not lost his memory.
He was still so gentle, and still loved her so much.
He still always says things that deeply move people.
Even if someone loses their memory, they will still fall for you a second time if they love you deeply.
"Let's go, I'll take you to the places we've been before," Wan Qingyun said softly.
"Good."
After saying that, Jiang Junyi stood up and naturally picked up Wan Qingyun, only realizing it after placing her in the wheelchair.
Sometimes, before your mind has even processed what you've done, your body has already started acting.
This behavior appears to be muscle memory.
This further strengthened his determination to regain his memories.
"Huh? I remember Uncle Wu seemed to have something to discuss with me." Jiang Junyi suddenly spoke up.
"Hmm? Is that so?" Wan Qingyun raised an eyebrow.
She remembered that Uncle Wu had told her before that he would try to find a way to help Jiang Junyi regain his memory.
There has been no news for some time now.
Moreover, I didn't see Uncle Wu call Jiang Junyi.
" Uncle Wu seems to be telling me to prepare to go abroad."
Why go abroad?
"My family has arranged for me to study business management and product operations. Who knows, maybe even border peacekeeping or special operations."
A look of worry appeared on Jiang Junyi's face.
Wan Qingyun, however, wore an expression of disbelief:
"Are these real?!"
Jiang Junyi looked at Wan Qingyun strangely. "Hmm? Yeah, what else?"
Wan Qingyun stared in disbelief, her mouth agape. When they first met, she had thought that Uncle Wu was just standing by and making empty promises.
I can't believe it, it's actually true!
"Are you really going to do these things?"
"It was arranged by my father, there's nothing I can do about it."
Wan Qingyun was both amused and exasperated, so she gave Jiang Junyi a strong dose of medicine. "You have already completed all of these."
Jiang Junyi was taken aback. "What does 'complete' mean...?"
In that instant, he realized that he had amnesia!
"You mean, I've done all these things, but those experiences are in my memory! And that part of the memory has been forgotten?"
"Right."
Jiang Junyi took a deep breath, and his reasons for regaining his memories grew even stronger.
Why the hell would I do something after I've already done it?
"Come out with me first," Wan Qingyun smiled. "If it really doesn't work, you can go and learn it again."
Jiang Junyi pushed Wan Qingyun outside, his lips twitching.
It would have been better if he hadn't known. Now that he knows, he'd have to do it all over again. He's a complete traitor!
At this moment, Jiang Junyi suddenly spoke:
What if I never regain my memories?
"Then let's create new memories."
"As long as you still love me."
Upon hearing this, Jiang Junyi's heart skipped a beat, overwhelmed by the profound love expressed in the words of the beautiful woman before him.
In just a few words, he felt an emotion weighing over ten thousand pounds.
"Good."
He didn't want to be sarcastic and ask something like, "What if I stop loving you?"
Because there was simply no such possibility. The moment he opened his eyes after losing his memory, he had already fallen for Wan Qingyun again.
Now, it has evolved into a gradually more ferocious kind of love.
"Where will we go first?" Jiang Junyi asked.
"Let's go for a stroll Qing River."
"Hmm? The Qing River is a nice place, and the name is good too." Jiang Junyi raised an eyebrow.
Wan Qingyun smiled slyly, "All these years of flowing water have been for this day."
Jiang Junyi's face flushed red instantly. "You... you're leaving now..."
Meanwhile, in Medicine King Valley.
By this time, all those research labs and technology buildings in Medicine King Valley had long since disappeared.
White Court destroyed them all at once, at Jiang Junyi's request and under Ye Tian's guidance.
Medicine King Valley returns to the most primitive medicine making and alchemy (in a low-level martial arts environment).
Furthermore, due to the capture of a large number of Medicine King Valley members, the current Valley Master of Medicine King Valley is none other than Ye Tian.
Ye Tian is currently learning the old Medicine King Valley techniques, while a bunch of Medicine King Valley apprentices below him are eagerly waiting to learn, but they know nothing at all.
You have to do all of these things yourself.
Suddenly, a White Court guest wearing a gold-patterned mask and a suit appeared at the entrance of the main hall, which symbolized the glory of Medicine King Valley.
Ye Tian felt an immense pressure and quickly looked up. Seeing the White Court emblem, he hurriedly spoke up:
"May I ask which lord of White Court you are?"
Uncle Wu didn't speak, but walked closer, his voice icy and chilling:
"Can you treat amnesia caused by massive blood loss?"
Ye Tian's apple bobbed, and he swallowed hard.
"It should be possible."
He felt that this person seemed to be there to confirm something rather than to ask a question.
Ye Tian felt that if he had simply said "no," it would have been a huge mistake.
Medicine King Valley is going to explode today.
"Very good, now come with me." Uncle Wu said, and was about to grab Ye Tian.
"Hey hey hey! Um! I need to... review first! Yes! Review!" Ye Tian's mind raced.
"How long?"
"Three days..."
"Um?"
"One day! Just one day will do!"
"Okay, I'll wait for you for a day."
After saying this, Uncle Wu left the main hall.
Ye Tian breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the non-existent cold sweat from his forehead, and quickly ran towards the library.
What a joke! He can't cure anything!
However, I was fortunate enough to witness the techniques and skills used to treat similar things.