Chapter 232 - 232 The Forgotten Past
232 The Forgotten Past
The driver had no choice but to slow down and stop at the intersection.
Suddenly, a car sped over from behind and the window was lowered.
Ruan Xiaoshuang was driving when she turned her head and shouted at him, “Minglang, get out of the car!”
Sang Minglang’s expression was cold as he swept her a glance, not knowing what she meant.
Ruan Xiaoshuang was so anxious that she was about to cry. “My brother has done something to this car. Get out of the car quickly…”
Sang Minglang’s expression changed slightly, and the driver quickly pulled over to the side.
The moment the car stopped, the two of them pushed the door open and got out of the car almost immediately, but they were still too late.
The moment their feet touched the ground, the shock wave of the violent explosion shook them far away.
Sang Minglang’s body rolled down the mountain slope, only stopping when he hit a rock.
Ruan Xiaoshuang staggered down the hill, while Sang Minglang’s face was covered in blood, unconscious.
The driver got out of the car at a slower speed and was more seriously injured, dying on the spot.
Ruan Xiaoshuang didn’t dare to call anyone in the Ruan family, much less ask Xie Shi ‘an for help.
After all, Xie Shi’an’s every move was under Ruan Cheng’s surveillance.
Xie Shi’an had secretly arranged for a car to send Sang Minglang to the airport, and had specially arranged for a plane to Europe for him, wanting to help him leave.
What he did not know was that Ruan Cheng knew everything he had done.
Ruan Cheng had no intention of letting Sang Minglang board the plane alive. If Ruan Xiaoshuang hadn’t accidentally heard the bodyguards spill the beans and rushed over, Sang Minglang wouldn’t have been alive by now.
Ruan Xiaoshuang exerted all her strength to drag Sang Minglang into the car and drove to a hospital far away from the city.
Fortunately, the injuries on Sang Minglang’s body were not fatal. He had only suffered a heavy blow to his head when he rolled down.
Ruan Xiaoshuang, who had been in the ward all night, only laid on the chair and took a nap at dawn.
Vaguely, she heard the sound of something falling. When she opened her eyes in a hurry, she realized that Sang Minglang had already gotten out of bed.
He stood by the table as the kettle had fallen to the ground, spilling the hot water inside.
“You didn’t burn yourself, did you?”
Ruan Xiaoshuang held his hand and looked at it carefully. After confirming that there were no burns, she let go. “You want to drink water? I’ll go get some.”
She picked up the water bottle and turned around to leave.
Suddenly, she heard Sang Minglang’s deep voice from behind her, “Am I in a hospital? Are you a doctor or a nurse?”
Ruan Xiaoshuang’s footsteps suddenly froze.
She turned around and looked at Sang Minglang in disbelief, “You, don’t you know who I am?”
“Why would I know who you are?”
Sang Minglang frowned, “What exactly is wrong with me?”
Ruan Xiaoshuang’s heart was in a mess. Did he actually not remember anything?
She didn’t know how to tell him the whole story. Her lips moved. “You got into a car accident and injured your head…”
“Are you sure it’s the head and not the eyes?”
His tone was very calm. “I can’t see anything now.”
Ruan Xiaoshuang’s heart trembled heavily. She reached out with a trembling hand and waved it in front of Sang Minglang’s eyes.
His eyes were clearly the same as usual, but when her hand was so close to his eyes, his gaze did not waver at all.
She didn’t move for a long time. Sang Minglang was a little impatient, “Why aren’t you saying anything? Where’s my family? I’ll have to trouble you to call them in.”
Ruan Xiaoshuang took a deep breath and supported him. “Your family is not here for the time being. You lie down first, I’ll call the doctor for you.”
The doctor did a check.
“He has a head injury, so it’s normal for him to have short-term memory loss. But looking at his condition, it should be selective memory loss.”
Afraid that Ruan Xiaoshuang didn’t understand, the doctor patiently explained what selective memory-loss was. “Some patients, after some stimulation or brain damage, will actively forget some things they don’t want to remember or try to escape from. But don’t worry, with the treatment, his memory will gradually recover.”
Ruan Xiaoshuang was stunned for a long time. “Then his eyes…”
“The impact not only hurt the head, but also damaged the optic nerve, causing severe damage to his cornea.”
The doctor glanced at Ruan Xiaoshuang. “Blindness is inevitable, but it’s not impossible to cure. His cornea can be recovered, but he’ll have to wait. If he’s lucky, he’ll have to wait only three to five months. If he’s unlucky, it’ll take around a year or two.”
These words were said in front of Sang Minglang. When he heard the doctor say to wait, he smiled. “Then I’ll just wait. It’s fine as long as it can be cured.”
He was much calmer than Ruan Xiaoshuang had imagined. But soon, he could no longer maintain his calmness.
It was only temporary memory loss. In less than two days, he remembered some of the forgotten past. What he recalled was not a good memory. It was the scene of him being captured and tortured by Ruan Cheng’s men.
He had a splitting headache, his eyes were filled with hostility, and his mood was extremely irritable. He threw the food that Ruan Xiaoshuang had sent to him and even pulled out the IV needle on the back of his hand.
Ruan Xiaoshuang and the nurse tried to comfort him, but it was to no avail.
The next day, he seemed to have thought of something again. His irritable mood did not calm down, but instead became worse.
He remembered the days and nights he spent in the Ruan family’s secret room.
He also finally remembered Ruan Xiaoshuang. Hearing her voice, his expression turned extremely cold in an instant.
He couldn’t see her, but his eyes were filled with disgust. It was just like the way he had looked at her when he was imprisoned in the Ruan family’s secret room and was extremely annoyed.
“My sister and I have suffered enough because of your Ruan family.”
He roughly pulled her in front of him, and the curve of his lips was cold. “Ruan Xiaoshuang, I feel disgusted when I think of the Ruan family, and you are no exception. Can you stop disgusting me, please?”
After he finished speaking, he pushed her away heavily and spat out cold words of disgust, “Get lost,” he said.
Ruan Xiaoshuang fell to the ground from his push, and her palms were bleeding from the friction.
After that, she did not dare to enter Sang Minglang’s ward again and hired a nurse to help take care of him.
She sat on the hospital roof for the entire night, from the cold, dark night to the silent dawn.
As her thoughts turned, Ruan Xiaoshuang remembered many things.
When she was young, she was the Ruan family’s Second Miss. She seemed to have a noble status, but in reality, she was bound by countless rules.
There were times where she would run, jump, and laugh, but it would always end with her mother punishing her.
Her mother was the standard daughter of a noble family. She would use the harshest etiquette to train her every move, every word, and action.
From a very young age, she wasn’t easily able to reveal her happiness, anger, and sorrow. She would do her best to follow her mother’s wishes and try her best to match her identity as the Ruan family’s Second Miss.
On every occasion, she would be quiet, well-behaved, and maintain a proper smile, never being impolite.
It was a pity that her father had passed away in an accident, and the Ruan family’s status in the capital had plummeted.
Her mother cried all day, and her brother, who was still young at that time, had taken everything on his shoulders.
Due to this, she became more and more afraid to reveal her emotions and worked hard to go to school and do her part.