Everyone Who Has Cheated on Me Regrets It [Quick Wear]

5.8 - Memory

　　Qi Yu couldn't help but hold his head with both hands and press the temples on both sides with the base of his palms to relieve the pain.

　　During this time, new fragments of memory continued to flood into his mind, cutting his nerves and making him more and more convinced that those were real scenes that had happened.

　　Otherwise, why would his pain be so clear?

　　Qi Yu gritted his teeth and stood up straight, wanting to ask the old man for clarification. The computer in the corner of the room must have recorded his past information. If it was news that had nothing to do with him, the less he knew the better. But it should be no problem to know the news about himself.

　　Seeing Michael getting closer and closer to him, the young man used all his strength to push the man to the side before he could grab him. He staggered a few steps towards the old man, but was hugged from behind again.

　　He was afraid that if he didn't speak now, he would never have the chance to speak again. In a panic, the young man begged with a choked voice: "Old man, please tell me who I am."

　　Why can't he remember anything about the past ten years...

　　And Seth, what he cares about most now is Seth!

　　However, before he could speak again, Qi Yu's eyes suddenly went dark, and then his consciousness gradually faded, and he completely lost all strength. He hung his head like a withered rose.

　　Michael held Qi Yu in his arms and looked at the old man helplessly: "Ben, what should we do? Should we continue the surgery? I'm afraid he will die on the operating table."

　　Benjamin stood up and measured Qi Yu's breathing, then pried open his eyelids and said, "Take him over. I'll give him a shot of nutrient first... Those guys in the North District are really something. How could they take care of someone like this?"

　　Michael bent down, picked up Qi Yu and carried him horizontally, kicked open the door beside him, and walked deeper into the house. At the same time, he heard Benjamin scolding him for kicking the door.

　　When Qi Yu opened his eyes again, he was lying on a clean white hospital bed.

　　Thinking of the old man's words before he fell unconscious, he couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine. He sat up in shock, folding his arms and moving them up and down, as if to confirm whether he was missing any parts.

　　"Oh, nothing happened to you." Michael said hurriedly, "The old man just gave you a nutritional injection and didn't take out your kidney. Do you feel better now? Are you still dizzy?" He muttered a lot to himself, sitting beside the bed and wiping his gun.

　　Qi Yu rubbed his head and found that the symptoms of chest tightness had indeed eased a lot, and he felt a little relaxed.

　　It seemed that he and the old man helped me.

　　The young man with a crew cut in front of him looked nonchalant, not as serious as the other soldiers escorting him and Seth, but for some reason, he always exuded an inexplicable sense of closeness, and what he said seemed easier to believe.

　　"Thank you...I feel much better now."

　　"Well, that's good..." Michael paused after wiping the gun and pursed his lips slightly.

　　"I'm going to help you erase your memory in a while. Those things in your mind will only cause you more troubles, and may even lead to your own death. So you just have to be obedient. It will be good for you, understand?"