MAPF Chapter 5

Chapter 5: Pretending to Have Amnesia – Is It So You Can Come In And Sleep With Us?……

Xie Shiwei hadn’t paid much attention to this supporting character when he read the original novel. Such a mushy way of addressing him, could Huang Jingzhi be interested in him?

Xie Shiwei hesitated and called out, “Jingzhi Ge.”

Huang Jingzhi smiled: “Sit down, let’s check your heart first.” After saying that, he stretched out his hand, wanting to rub Xie Shiwei’s soft hair.

Xie Shiwei’s brow twitched. He had the illusion of cheating on his spouse and hurriedly dodged backward.

Huang Jingzhi’s hand froze in mid-air, dropping down dejectedly.

“Shiwei,” Huang Jingzhi said with emotion, “I won’t force you to do anything you don’t want to. I promise I will put away my feelings for you. You don’t need to feel embarrassed, and you don’t need to avoid me.”

Xie Shiwei’s guess was confirmed, but he didn’t know how Huang Jingzhi and the original Xie Shiwei interacted, nor did he know the weight of Huang Jingzhi’s feelings, so he didn’t say anything, just nodded.

For a moment, the room was silent, with only the sound of Huang Jingzhi preparing the examination equipment.

Xie Shiwei watched him from behind. Although he felt awkward, there was nothing he could do, so he slowly began to unbutton his shirt.

“Shiwei, what are you doing?” Huang Jingzhi raised his eyes in surprise, stopping Xie Shiwei’s movement.

“Aren’t you going to check my heart?”

Huang Jingzhi helplessly held up the stethoscope: “You don’t need to take off your clothes yet. You’ve had so many check-ups before. How can you not remember?”

Xie Shiwei gave an “oh,” smiled embarrassedly, and quietly lay down.

Huang Jingzhi continued the examination according to the procedure. He would put on gloves for anything that required touching the skin, and he was especially careful even when skin contact wasn’t necessary. When doing the electrocardiogram, he had an assistant come over to help, and he kept his eyes straight ahead the whole time.

He really seemed like just a professional all-around doctor, not a neighbor brother who had liked Xie Shiwei for many years.

After the heart examination, Huang Jingzhi gave Xie Shiwei a cranial CT scan.

The results were sent back, and Huang Jingzhi printed out the report: “Shiwei, your fever triggered chronic perimyocarditis, but it’s extremely mild, so you don’t need to worry too much. Just take the previous dosage of medicine for two courses.”

“The one below is the cranial examination report. The results show that there are no obvious bleeding points or organic damage in your brain, which means that the fall and high fever did not cause substantial damage to the brain. Logically speaking, you shouldn’t be talking nonsense or having memory blanks.”

Huang Jingzhi’s words made Xie Shiwei nervous.

He had made shocking statements during the day, so he needed a reasonable explanation. With that in mind, Xie Shiwei became even more determined to feign amnesia, insisting that he really couldn’t remember many things.

Huang Jingzhi then asked him a few questions, which Xie Shiwei really didn’t know at all, and indeed couldn’t answer.

Huang Jingzhi said strangely: “The test results don’t show any problems. Even if the fall three days ago caused a mild concussion, you shouldn’t be experiencing amnesia symptoms three days later.”

Xie Shiwei responded cleverly: “Actually, I had symptoms the day I fell, but I was afraid of affecting the wedding, so I didn’t tell anyone.”

“Shiwei, why do you have to disregard your own health for him!” Huang Jingzhi almost wanted to get angry, but he couldn’t bear to. He turned his back and helplessly wrote the medical record, “If you had amnesia symptoms early on, it’s likely a mild concussion. I’ll prescribe some medicine first, and you can try taking it for a while.”

“Okay, thank you, Ge.”

Huang Jingzhi repeated the examination results to Chen Ning, saying that it was just a slight memory loss, nothing serious, and easily recoverable. He also sent Wang, the housekeeper, to contact the driver to go to the hospital to get the medicine and gave instructions to the housekeeper.

Chen Ning’s hopes were dashed, and she was naturally disappointed, but she still put on a good act on the surface, pretending to care about Xie Shiwei for a few words, and then said that she had urgent work to deal with and went to the guest room.

Wang, the housekeeper, prepared a dose of medicine for Xie Shiwei. The medicinal soup was dark and steaming with a bitter smell.

He said: “Young Master, go back to your room and drink the medicine. You’re afraid of bitterness. I’ve prepared some sweets for you in your room.” After speaking, he shrewdly called Huang Jingzhi upstairs with him, saying that he wanted him to check if those sweets would affect the medicine’s effectiveness, but in reality, he wanted to create a sense of crisis for He Qin.

At the bedroom door, Xie Shiwei pushed the door open, but He Qin also pulled the door open from the inside at the same time.

Xie Shiwei fell forward without any defense, falling firmly into He Qin’s arms, awkwardly wrapping his arms around He Qin’s waist, his left cheek pressed against He Qin’s well-defined chest muscles, hearing the calm heartbeat.

Beneath a layer of clothing, He Qin’s chest muscles felt so good that Xie Shiwei’s cheeks flushed. He quickly let go, raised his head, and found that the He Qin in front of him was so handsome that he was godlike.

The black hair, which was all combed back during the day, had been washed to a fluffy state and fell down casually. A pair of gold-rimmed glasses sat on the high, straight bridge of his nose, and the buttons of his pajamas were meticulously fastened to below his Adam’s apple.

At nearly 1.9 meters tall, he stood at the door with a great sense of oppression.

Huang Jingzhi had been dissatisfied with He Qin for a long time and questioned: “He Qin, what were you doing while Shiwei was seeing the doctor? Why didn’t you go? You’re his husband. Is this how you usually care about him?” Unfortunately, he was half a head shorter than He Qin, and his aura was a little weaker.

Xie Shiwei didn’t want He Qin to suffer any grievances and smoothed things over: “It’s okay, Ge. He Qin is busy preparing for the wedding and is too tired. I told him to rest.”

Huang Jingzhi ignored him: “He Qin, I don’t care who you liked or cared about before, but now you’re married to Shiwei. You can only care about him alone. If what happened three days ago happens again, I won’t let you off easily.”

He Qin looked at Huang Jingzhi coldly, lowered his head, and rolled up a cuff of his sleeve: “Mr. Huang, since you know that Xie Shiwei and I are married, what are you doing standing at the bedroom door? Are you thinking of coming in and sleeping with us?”

Huang Jingzhi said angrily: “What are you saying?!”

Wang, the housekeeper, was also angered by He Qin, and he glared with his beard bristling. He directly pulled Huang Jingzhi into the room: “Mr. He, be careful with your words! I asked Doctor Huang to come and see what kind of sweets are good to eat with the Young Master’s medicine!”

Huang Jingzhi went into the house to pick out some healthy candies for Xie Shiwei, prepared the amount for each dose, instructed Xie Shiwei to pay attention to his health, and gave the housekeeper many instructions. Then, he left first, without giving He Qin half a glance.

“Mr. He, you have to watch the Young Master take his medicine, and you have to take good care of him while he sleeps at night. The Young Master is a light sleeper and can’t hear sounds, can’t have light, can’t have flying insects, and can’t have too strong of a perfume smell when he sleeps. The Young Master has never liked sleeping alone in a big bed, so you must sleep with him. I’ll come over to check at eleven o’clock. If you can’t do it, I will definitely report it truthfully to my master and madam and won’t watch the Young Master suffer.”

“Moreover, thanks to your poorly secured party, the Young Master has now suffered a mild concussion and can’t remember many things. I hope Mr. He will pay more attention and help him recall old things from time to time, but don’t play tricks to fool him. Although the Young Master has forgotten, I remember everything.” Wang, the housekeeper, finished speaking through gritted teeth and left, closing the door behind him.

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With the nagging finally over, Xie Shiwei’s ears finally had some peace.

He had received too much information this day and was very tired, so he had no time to bother with He Qin. He picked up the medicine, tilted his head, and drank it all in one gulp.

Huang Jingzhi didn’t lie. This medicine was really bitter. But since he was little, every time he was sick, he had to bear it alone. No matter how bitter the medicine was, if he drank it too much and got used to it, it wouldn’t be anything.

Xie Shiwei peeled open a piece of candy and held it on the tip of his tongue. The fruity fragrance filled his mouth, dispelling the bitterness of the medicine, leaving only a faint sweetness.

He was twenty-five years old, and this was the first time someone had cooked medicine for him and was afraid that he would find it bitter. In the original book, Wang, the housekeeper, was brought by Xie Shiwei’s birth mother and watched him grow up. He was truly good to the original body.

Xie Shiwei felt a little sore for a moment, but he was exhausted and didn’t have the strength to feel sentimental. He told He Qin that he wanted to rest for a while, then climbed onto the big bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down.

He Qin had been standing by Xie Shiwei’s side, suppressing his irritability, ready to “take care” of him at any time, but none of the expected scenes came.

Xie Shiwei didn’t cry and shout when he took the medicine, nor did he want him to feed him spoon by spoon, and he didn’t shamelessly ask for praise after eating it. He was so obedient and silent, completely different from before.

Through his thin lenses, he looked at Xie Shiwei’s slightly curled figure and actually felt that the person under the light was a little quiet. It was simply unbelievable.

So He Qin firmly believed that Xie Shiwei had really damaged his brain in the fall, and even his temperament had changed. He stopped being distracted, sat down at his desk, and opened his computer to deal with the work that had been delayed because of the wedding.

·

Xie Shiwei closed his eyes and rested for a while. After recovering, he took out the original body’s mobile phone, easily unlocked it, and opened WeChat to browse.

Unexpectedly, Xie Shiwei had very few contacts, no more than two hundred in total, and half of them were salespersons from various luxury goods, electronic products, and sports car stores.

This delicate young master liked gorgeous clothes, cool sports cars, and always pursued the latest electronic devices. He had bought a total of thirty mobile phones. Just as he was flipping through the records, the salesperson sent him a purchase link for a limited edition retro smartphone, asking if he wanted it, saying it was a super limited edition co-branded with Maybach. Xie Shiwei looked at the picture of the ugly phone and quickly declined, saying he would talk about it later.

Soon, Xie Shiwei figured out the original body’s relationship network.

The original body noted the full names of all his friends. Those with distant relationships only had their names, while those with close relationships would add their birthdays, making it clear at a glance.

The original body’s best friend was called Zhang Yingjun. The two had an extremely close relationship and could take the blame for each other and cover each other.

Zhang Yingjun was originally the original body’s designated best man, but before the wedding, his family locked him up for half a month, and he sent a voice message crying about his regret for not being able to attend the wedding, saying that he would definitely make up for it with a wedding gift in the future.

Huang Jingzhi was indeed very concerned about the original body, explaining major and minor matters in great detail several times, but the original body’s reply frequency and quality were not very stable, depending on his mood, probably because he didn’t take Huang Jingzhi too seriously.

Moreover, the original body really had many pursuers. A small group of people lined up every day to ask him about his well-being, send red envelopes, and give small gifts. But it was hard to say whether these people were sincere or feigning affection. It was better to stay away, so Xie Shiwei refused all the red envelopes and told them not to send them anymore.

Finally, he opened the chat box with He Qin at the top.

He Qin’s note was a single name, Qin, followed by the numbers representing his birthday: 9.01.

The two people’s chat records fully demonstrated what a one-man show was. The whole record consisted of the original body’s long speeches, with He Qin treating the original body like air. The most exaggerated record was continuously asking He Qin “Good morning,” “Good afternoon,” and “Good night” for a year, with He Qin not replying a single word.

What an ultimate failure for a simp, Xie Shiwei felt sorry for the original body.

Eleven o’clock was almost here.

Xie Shiwei built up enough psychological preparation and shouted at He Qin with the determination to die: “He Qin, Uncle Wang is coming over soon. He definitely wants to see the two of us being harmonious. Come over and lie down to deal with it, okay?”