After Dr. Ali's visit, Bai yanzhenyu went out to see him off, while Maori xiaowulang and Conan stayed in the ward with Xiaolan.

"Sorry, I feel a little tired." Xiaolan looked tired. She said sorry to Conan and lay down in the hospital bed to have a rest.

"Never mind, just have a good rest." Fei Yingli looked at Xiaolan gently, picked up the thin blanket next to her and gently covered Xiaolan.

Out of their sight, Conan looked affectionately at Xiao Lan, suddenly noticed a sense of peeping, immediately changed color and looked at the door of the ward.

"Who's where?!"

While Conan shouted this sentence, he had rushed to the door. However, when he opened the door and rushed into the corridor, he found that there were ordinary patients and medical staff outside, and there were no suspicious abnormal people.

At this time, Baiyan Zhenyu just returned from the outside and found Conan looking left and right in the corridor. He asked suspiciously, "what's the matter, Conan?"

Conan's face was a little dignified. He told Baiyan Zhenyu what had just happened, and then said in a deep voice: "brother Zhenyu, do you think Xiaolan saw the appearance of the murderer when officer Sato was shot?"

"This... Doesn't rule out such a possibility." Bai yanzhenyu's heart moved. If so, the murderer is likely to kill Xiaolan.

After returning to the ward, Bai yanzhenyu told Maori xiaowulang this inference. Maori xiaowulang immediately became nervous. Without saying a word, he directly told the news to the Mumu police department and asked the police to give Xiaolan sufficient protection.

The Mumu police department attached great importance to the news and immediately took officer Takagi and officer Chiba to the hospital and asked Bai Yan Zhenyu, "don't worry, Gao Mujun and Chiba will take turns to take care of Xiaolan. How is she now?"

Bai yanzhenyu first nodded hello to officer Gaomu and officer Chiba, who protected Xiaolan. Then he looked at the Mumu police department and replied, "Xiaolan's situation is very stable. They are accompanied by her uncle and aunt."

"Well, let's go to the ward." after hearing this, Mumu police department took the lead in walking towards Xiaolan's ward.

Baiyan Zhenyu just wanted to go with him. A female nurse ran over and reminded him, "this little brother, doctor Fenghu asked me to inform your relatives to go to his office and want to talk to you about Miss Xiaolan's condition."

"OK, thank you." Bai yanzhenyu nodded and went back to the ward to inform Maoli xiaowulang and others, and then went to doctor Fenghu's office together.

……

"According to the results of MRI, no external brain damage was found. It seems that AI will lose her memory this time. She wants to save herself from mental trauma."

After hearing doctor Fenghu's diagnosis of Xiaolan, Maori xiaowulang asked eagerly, "so long as I take my daughter to that hotel and repeat the case, will she recover her memory?"

"What are you talking about?"

Fei Yingli looked at Maori xiaowulang discontentedly and stopped: "Xiaolan doesn't want to remember the memory. She shouldn't force her to remember at all."

Maori xiaowulang frowned, his tone smelled of fire medicine, and asked, "you mean, would you rather Xiaolan never recover her memory like this?"

Fei Yingli's eyes stared, the Queen's momentum was wide open, and she strongly retorted, "I'm just against any way that may torture her."

Bai Yan Zhenyu saw that the two people were not giving in to each other, so he quickly rounded up the scene and said, "uncle and aunt, you should eliminate the fire and listen to what doctor Fenghu said."

"You two, if you force her to recall now, I'm afraid it will hurt her brain."

Dr. Fenghu's professional advice dispelled Maori Kogoro's idea. When he was about to continue to say something, the telephone in the office suddenly rang.

"Hello, I'm Keisuke Fenghu..."

Dr. Fenghu answered the phone. After listening to the other party, he replied, "OK, I know. I'll call and ask..."

After hanging up the phone, Dr. Fenghu held the phone in his right hand and pressed the button in his left hand to make a call.

"Strange, why didn't anyone answer?"

Doctor Fenghu didn't seem to get through. After whispering, he put the phone back on the table and said apologetically, "everyone, I'm really sorry."

They all said they didn't mind, and the empress Yingli sighed and asked with a sad face, "Dr. Fenghu, is there any way to let her naturally recover her memory?"

"Well... Well..."

After feeling his chin for a while, Dr. Fenghu replied, "generally speaking, patients often suddenly recover their memory in a relaxed state."

"I see."

Fei Yingli nodded if she was aware, turned to look at Maori xiaowulang and announced, "after Xiaolan is discharged from the hospital, I will also move to the office. In this way, I can take care of Xiaolan and she will be able to relax a lot."

"Are you kidding? In this way, my pressure will increase!" Mao xiaowulang's face changed greatly and strongly objected.

"What will happen to you? Don't do my business."

Fei Yingli glanced at Maori xiaowulang, ignored his opinion directly, and said coldly, "all this is for Xiaolan's good, so do it!"

Although Maori Kogoro was very reluctant, he was frightened by Fei Yingli's female power. At the same time, in order for Xiaolan to recover as soon as possible, he could only agree to this matter.

……

Considering that the murderer is likely to attack Xiaolan, Bai yanzhenyu is not very confident about the police's defense, so he has been protecting Xiaolan in the hospital.

Two days later, Xiaolan fully recovered physically, so she went through the discharge formalities and was ready to go back to Maori office to cultivate slowly to see if she could retrieve her memory.

Before leaving the hospital, doctor Fenghu and others came to see him off and reminded him, "Xiao Lan, try not to force yourself to recall first. If you recover some memory, contact me immediately."

"Well, thank you, doctor Fenghu." Xiaolan nodded gratefully, then got into the car from Baiyan Zhenyu and returned to her strange 'home'.

On the way back, Maori Kogoro introduced the things along the way to Xiaolan, and then asked expectantly, "since the day you were born, you have lived in this city for 17 years. Do you have any impression?"

"Sorry." Xiaolan shook her head politely. Looking at the pattering rain outside the window, her eyes couldn't help being filled with a trace of confusion and sadness.

Seeing Xiaolan's response, Maori xiaowulang sighed in his heart, so he didn't continue to discuss this topic, so as not to stimulate Xiaolan.