MY MASTER'S KISS, VOLUME 3 - Season 7 Episode 99

Hearing Dr. Qin said that Ji Nuan could absolutely be cured, Auntie Chen heaved a sigh of relief.

“It’s great to hear that. Madam has suffered so much. Now finally she has woken up. I hope she won’t have anything wrong. We’ll do whatever we can to help her as long as she can recover.” Auntie Chen said and looked at Ji Nuan who cuddled up in Mo Jingshen’s arms because she thought him familiar to her, but she refused to look at anyone else. Her eyes were full of fear when they fell on anyone present except Mo Jingshen.

Madam would recover within half a year at most and within a week fastest. She would be fine if she could trust and rely on Mr. Mo during this period of time.

Qin Siting looked at Ji Nuan who paid no attention to anyone else, or to be exact, her attention was now easily drawn to little things, and she was playing with the silver buttons on the collar of Mo Jingshen’s shirt.

Mo Jingshen gazed down at her. Instead of stopping her, he just held her waist more tightly and looked up. Ji Nuan’s condition was out of everyone’s expectation. However, Qin Siting had asked Dr. Wendell whether her intelligence and mental state would be affected when he knew that Ji Nuan was injured on the head. Qin Siting was an expert in internal medicine and had a deep knowledge of brain science, so there must be some basis for what he could say.

“Are you sure she doesn’t have anything else wrong? Does she need to go to the hospital for a closer examination?”

“You can take her to the hospital, but I think she will be frightened if she meets strangers. She now has an IQ of about 10 years old, and her mind and memory are confused. Sometimes she remembers something but the next second, she will forget it. Now the most important thing is to guide her correctly. Don’t let her go with malicious people or stay out of your sight easily. I will contact some scientific research institutes I know and ask them to develop specific medicine to treat her as soon as possible.”

With that, Qin Siting took a look at the mess on the floor and the opened closet and had guessed what had happened.

“Also, she will occasionally get uncontrollably cranky from a headache. Do not stimulate her. It’s better to keep her in an environment where she feels safe and comfortable. Don’t expose her to people she used to hate or loathe, or those who might cause her to experience major emotional swings, because she will recall fragments of the past from time to time, but she won’t understand why she had those memories, so she will fall apart.”

“Why don’t you answer me? What’s your name?” Ji Nuan put her head against Mo Jingshen’s chest because she felt familiar and safe here. She looked curiously and carefully at him with her eyes that were red from crying and her hand was still on the button of his shirt, fiddling with it unconsciously.

Mo Jingshen held her hand gently and carefully and held it firmly in his palm. Looking down at her eyes that were confused and as innocent as kids’, he felt his heart missed a beat and then bent to whisper hoarsely on her ear, “I’m your husband. Don’t be afraid, OK?”

Husband?

Ji Nuan tried to search this word in her mind and then asked, “Is husband the one I sleep with?”

Mo Jingshen: “…”

Auntie Chen. “…”

Qin Siting: “…”

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After leaving the bedroom, Qin Siting gave Auntie Chen some instructions and drove back to the hospital to get the medicine.

In the bedroom, Ji Nuan still leaned on Mo Jingshen’s chest, and her hand no longer fiddled with his button but pinched his cheek as if to make sure whether he was real or not. She stared at his face and murmured, “I think I had met you somewhere…”

Mo Jingshen pulled down her hand and still hugged her. He flattened her palm and patiently wrote his name on it with his finger. “Can you read?”

Ji Nuan looked blankly at the finger that was writing on her palm and read, “Mo… Jing… shen”

Then she paused and muttered. “This name sounds familiar.”

Hearing this, Mo Jingshen didn’t know whether he should be glad or sad.

He was sad because she couldn’t recognize him although she had woken up and had to continue to receive treatment; he was glad because even if she had lost her memory, she still remembered him although her memory was confused.

Mo Jingshen still held her hand firmly in his palm and didn’t say anything, but Ji Nuan suddenly looked up and cracked her first smile at him since she woke up. She smiled carefully because she only felt safe beside him and she didn’t want to leave him and was afraid that he might abandon her, so she asked a bit fawningly, “May I call you Shenshen?”

Mo Jingshen raised his eyebrows. “What do you want to call me?”

“Shenshen!” Ji Nuan seized his shirt again as if fearing he would refuse.

Looking at her nervous eyes, he felt his heart was so sore that it seemed to melt away. He said gently and patiently, “Ok, whatever you like.”

Ji Nuan cheered up at once and then bombarded him with a string of questions, such as why was he her husband? Why did she forget? Why were there so many people surrounding her and calling her Madam when she just woke up and why did they want her to take medicine…

Mo Jingshen patiently answered her questions one by one until she fell asleep in his arms. He looked at her pale face, put a hand on the back of her head, and placed her as gently as he could on the bed lest she would wake up. His fingers ran through her soft hair and then he gazed at this quiet sleeping little woman.

He walked out of the bedroom and Auntie Chen happened to come in, who was carrying some food because Ji Nuan had spilled the meal when she woke up, but she still got to eat something.

When Auntie Chen saw the expression on his face, she couldn’t help but shiver, although the room was very warm in the winter.

She had a hunch that Mr. Mo would grind the bones of the one who made Mrs. Mo become like this to dust even if the person had died…