My Son is a Transmigrated Prince

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     It was Song Yuan's favorite time to go shopping for New Year's goods. Lanterns and streamers were everywhere, and the New Year atmosphere was very strong. Song Yuan took Rong Ting to the supermarket to make a big purchase. Andy Lau's "Gong Xi Fa Cai" was played on a loop, and it was very brainwashing. Rong Ting actually hummed a few lines after listening to it too much.

Originally, the couplets were bought every year, but this year, Song Yuan only bought red paper. She solemnly handed the task of writing couplets to Rong Ting.

There was no need to buy couplets when there was a child at home who could write with a brush.

Song Yuan liked to shop in the stationery area. Rong Ting already had a lot of pencils, but she still bought him pencils and notebooks. She even bought a few sharpeners, not to mention the sweet and cute eraser. Rong Ting was very helpless. He also knew that he couldn't persuade her.

In the end, Song Yuan chose a very cute diary with a lock and gave it to Rong Ting. "This is for you. You're going to learn to write a diary soon. Don't worry, Mom won't peek at your diary. You can write whatever you want."

Although she said that, she didn't know if she would become a parent who was interested in the child's secrets in the future.

When she was in high school, her parents visited her personal space every day. Of course, these two people were openly waiters.

Song Yuan wanted to treat amnesia, and it wasn't just for show. She had been looking up information online for the past few days. In the end, she found out that one of her high school classmates was a nurse at the People's Hospital. This was a pleasant surprise. Everyone knew that it was easier to get things done with acquaintances. She had a good relationship with this high school classmate. Although they had graduated many years ago, they still liked and commented on each other's WeChat moments. In the age of the Internet, this was equivalent to half a bestie.

She contacted this classmate on WeChat. She didn't say that she wanted to treat amnesia, only that she was a friend. There were many examples of making friends out of nothing these days, so she didn't feel burdened.

On this day, she wanted to go to the hospital in the name of visiting her classmate. Her classmate was a nurse in the inpatient department, and they all worked three shifts. Today was the day shift, so she bought some food and drove to the hospital.

Her high school classmate was very happy to see her, but there weren't many people at the nurse's desk, so she couldn't leave. The two of them stood at the nurse's desk and chatted.

"I asked the doctor about the situation you mentioned... . The doctor said that amnesia is generally divided into two types... For example, if the brain is damaged, it may lead to amnesia... psychological trauma is amnesia can be caused.................................... if.. be........ ...........

...... of course. you.................................................

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. "" Wait for me for a while, at most ten minutes. When my colleague comes over, I can go eat. I'll treat you to a meal today. " Her high school classmate was very enthusiastic. "There's a hotpot place near our hospital that tastes very good. I remember that you like spicy food."

"Okay."

After the nurses changed shifts, her high school classmate went to change her clothes. Song Yuan went with her. The nurses also had their own lounge, but they had to take the elevator. The inpatient department of the People's Hospital was almost full, especially at the end of the year. There were even beds in the aisles. There were also many people waiting for the elevator. The hospital's elevators were also full.