Dr. Yin had already heard Leng Zimo talk about the two of them going to a hotel to search for memories. Hearing her doubts, he smiled comfortingly, "Don't worry, Xiao Qian, this matter can't be rushed."
Luo Xiaoqian frowned, "But..."
"Xiao Qian." Leng Zimo smiled as he held her hand, "You've just woken up, have a good rest for a while. Dr. Yin and I will go ask a doctor about the situation and be right back, okay?"
Luo Xiaoqian met his gaze, feeling much calmer, "Okay."
"Mo Mo, take good care of Mom." Leng Zimo patted Luo Jun's little head and turned to walk out of the ward.
Dr. Yin knew he had something to say to him, so he followed him out.
The two walked out of the ward and continued to the small balcony at the end of the corridor before Leng Zimo finally spoke, "Dr. Yin, what's really going on?"
"This situation puzzles me as well. Based on my experience, there are likely two reasons; the first is that the meeting at the hotel might not have been your actual first meeting."
