The examination results were unexpected for everyone, including Song Heng himself.
First, there was no injury to his head. Second, nothing had been implanted into his brain. In the doctor's words, he lost his memory for no apparent reason.
Fu Xue frowned: "This is not scientific."
"Their guess might be wrong..."
"No, it's true!"
Before Song Heng could finish, Fu Xue interrupted him.
"Actually, this makes more sense scientifically," Fu Xue said. "If it's beyond the scope of medicine, then it's undoubtedly related to fragrance."
Song Heng shook his head: "Ling's Fragrance Corporation has many perfume-making experts, the method you're talking about..."
"Only Ling Can could achieve that." Fu Xue interrupted again, "By the way, did you come into contact with any special people five years ago?"
"I interacted with many people."
"Think carefully."
"I'll think about it and let you know. Leave me your contact information, I have many other things to do."
"Okay."
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