As Nian Xiaomu spoke, she felt lonely and touched Yu Yuehan's head again.
"You Lost Your Memory?"When matriarch Yu heard what she said, a look of surprise flashed across her eyes. She lifted her head and took a glance at Yu Yuehan.
Her astute gaze caused all the hair on Yu Yuehan's body to stand on end.
Yu Yuehan did not speak, nian Xiaomu had already answered on his behalf, "Yes, he accidentally hurt his head and forgot about everyone else. He only remembers me. However, I have already told him everything I know during this week when he was recovering from his illness. I even showed him Grandma's photo, so he remembers Grandma."
"Is that so?"Matriarch Yu's gaze became much more loving. She blinked her eyes and walked two rounds around the bedside, sizing up Yu Yuehan who was sitting on the hospital bed.