"Is there anything else? Where is the contact information?" Arnold asked again.

Hailey shook his head.

Arnold let go of his hand and suddenly said: "Don't worry, I won't hurt Caroline. I will leave after the exam tomorrow and replace you... whatever you want to do."

With that said, Arnold left the activity room, looked at Boston outside the door and said, "Take him to treat his wounds and bring him back tomorrow. Be careful, don't let him run away."

"I understand, boss." Boston nodded quickly.

He glanced at Haili in the activity room and saw that his hands were hanging down, with blood dripping from his fingers, but he was motionless. He secretly said to himself, "Boss is awesome... This Haili may not have really been made into a cripple."

…

"Sorry, I met a classmate downstairs and had a chat..." Arnold opened the door...only to see Caroline lying on the sofa and falling asleep.

After he put the beer in the refrigerator, he took a blanket and covered Caroline, and then sat in front of the desk.

Turning off the headlights and leaving only a desk lamp on, Arnold then took down the books and reference books from the bookshelf, and then began to immerse himself in the questions in the books.

…

…

Snapped.

The sound of turning on the light.

The place he was in was an independent ward of the hospital. At this time, Mr. Offee, who was sleeping on the sofa, suddenly woke up because of the light.

"Oh, I'm sorry sir, I woke you up, I didn't know..." Bara looked at Mr. Aoife apologetically.

After Dr. French disappeared from the hospital during the day, he was found only late in the evening and was brought back by ambulance.

"It's okay. I still asked you to work overtime. I still want to apologize to you." Mr. Aoife shook his head and said, "Don't worry, I will pay you overtime."

"It's nothing." Bara smiled and said: "Sir, you are alone, so you will be too busy. By the way, I brought you some clothes and food from home... You may be able to use the bathroom inside.

Rinse it, it will make you feel better."

"Thank you." Mr. Aoife nodded gratefully.

Bara shrugged and said, "If you really want to thank me, sir, you should find a wife as soon as possible. That will make it much easier for me."

Ao Fei said casually: "Then I'm afraid you will lose your job."

"Let's stop this topic." Bara rolled her eyes, and then began to pack the things she brought from home. When he took out a brown notebook from his backpack, Mr. Aoife said curiously: "Then

What is it?"

Bara casually said: "This is the doctor's notebook, right? He woke up once during the day, and then he said he was looking for this thing. When I went home to pack, I found it in the doctor's coat pocket, and I brought it over... Look

He was quite nervous."

"Is there anything written in it?" Mr. Offee asked casually, wiping his face.

"I didn't look at it." Bara shrugged and said, "It is a servant's rule not to look at the master's private things casually. I am a person with very professional ethics."

"I will still pay overtime pay in accordance with legal regulations, and it won't be much."

Barbara gave a middle finger gesture.

Mr. Aoife smiled and seemed to feel relaxed, so he walked to the table, picked up the notebook, walked to the sofa, opened it and looked at it...it seemed to be something like a diary.

"Sir, I'm going to wash these fruits first."

"Oh... you go ahead." Mr. Aoife waved his hand.

First page.

At 7:30 in the morning, I came out of the house. Bara made scones for breakfast today, with a glass of milk. I ate a total of three scones and a glass and a half of milk.

I arrived at the institute at 8:55 a.m., 17 minutes later than usual due to traffic jams. The traffic was bad today, and a car crash occurred on the Third Avenue section.

At 9:45 a.m., I attended a regular meeting, and I put the meeting minutes on the third drawer of my desk.

At 10:16 in the morning, Matthew called me and asked me to have dinner this Saturday night, and I agreed.

Gradually, Mr. Aoife began to frown... It was not that he had never read the diary, but it was rare for him to see such a diary that was so careful about everything.

Mr. Aoife gradually felt that something was wrong.

At 5 p.m., I get off work on time...

At 9:17 in the evening, Ao Fei has not come back yet. I plan to go to bed. I feel a little tired today. I have almost finished the medicine prescribed by the doctor, and I must remember to go to the hospital tomorrow.

My memory is getting worse and worse. I don’t know how long the medication control can last. I hope... I hope that I can still remember some things clearly.

Even if I forget who I am, even if I forget the way home.

I wish I could still remember Aoife.

I wish I could still remember Louis.

I wish I could still call out their names when I see them.

"Father……"

…

"Sir, what's wrong with you?" Bara came out with the rinsed fruit, but when she saw Mr. Aoife lowering his head and covering his eyes, she couldn't help but walked over curiously.

Mr. Ao Fei wiped his face and said in a gravelly voice, "It's okay... maybe I'm a little tired."
Chapter completed!