。Hospital 。It has already been six hours, and the emergency room doors remain closed. 。Four people sat in silence on the chairs or on the floor of the emergency room. 。Go and rest, or your body won't...Feng Mu took him directly to the top floor by elevator.

Wang Ling was sitting in the lab, busy doing some experiments. But it seemed like he had gotten the potion recipe wrong because with a loud "boom," the whole dosage tube exploded!

Wang Ling's hair had been fried into a mess, jet black and utterly hideous.

Feng Mu pushed open the door, and when he saw him like this, his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

Ye Zehan's lips curled into a slight smile, unable to help but chuckle.

"Damn it, you killed me!" Wang Ling threw the test tube away forcefully and couldn't help but curse, "What the hell, trash!"

Then, as he turned around, he saw Feng Mu with Ye Zehan standing right in front of him. He was startled and almost fainted.

"Why are you all standing here, watching me do this Are you trying to scare me"

"What nonsense" Feng Mu's voice carried a hint of displeasure.

Wang Ling then realized he had spoken wrongly. He cleared his throat and retorted in a low voice, "I wasn't scared by you guys, I was doing an experiment. Who knew it would suddenly explode It almost scared the living daylights out of me!"

Upon hearing this, Feng Mu's brows jumped heavily.

He couldn't help but speak, "As a doctor who studies psychology, why would you challenge these subjects It's going to be a failure."

"Mr. Feng, please be a little kinder with your words"

Feng Mu didn't want to continue discussing the topic with him, and he signaled Ye Zehan beside him with his eyes. He said in a low voice, "You'd better go back to your old profession. We need your help now."

"Help me with a psychology experiment."

Wang Ling only then raised her eyes, looking at Ye Zehan beside her, a slight smirk at the corner of her lips, "Is this finally understanding, wanting to come to me for psychological treatment That's right, I said you were He Hanchuan, how could there be a mistake."

"Ahem!" Just then, Feng Mu let out a heavy cough and interrupted him, "Wang Ling, you talk too much."

Wang Ling only then saw Ye Zehan's furrowed brows, deep in thought.

He only reacted then, as if he had forgotten that He Hanchuan had amnesia.

"Well, let's not waste any time." Wang Ling gave Ye Zehan a look and reminded him in a low voice, "Come with me. Let's have some psychological therapy."

"Good." Ye Zehan nodded lightly.

Wang Ling led them forward, and they soon walked out of the secret room and into a small house.

This is probably the therapy room, with some advanced equipment piled around and a small bed.

Wang Ling pointed at the small bed with his finger and instructed him, "Go lie down there first."

"Okay."

It was only then that Wang Ling turned around, taking out some equipment used for hypnotic therapy. After everything was done, he returned to Wang Ling's side and said in a low voice:

Next, I will perform a hypnotic therapy on you. There might be some discomfort, please bear with it and just follow my instructions.

Psychological treatment...

Ye Zehan listened, his brows furrowed slightly.

He remembered that there was a period of time before, for some reason, he developed insomnia.

Later, Milan also found him a therapist named Joe.

Joe was amazing, after he finished his self-therapy, he felt much better and his head didn't hurt as much.

"Okay, I understand."

Ye Zehan nodded.

Then, under Wang Ling's direction, he slowly closed his eyes and fell into another world.

"Very good." Wang Ling's voice, like a magical sound, poured into his ears, reminding him, "Next, listen to my command, empty your mind, and don't think about anything."

With his voice, Ye Zehan gradually relaxed his mind and his shoulders drooped.

He gradually followed Wang Ling's words and walked slowly forward...

Half an hour later.

Wang Ling finally ended the trial of psychotherapy. He put the stopwatch in his pocket, and the whole person seemed to have been drained of strength, his steps faltering, almost falling down.

His forehead beaded with sweat, and his cheeks flushed.

Feng Mu had been keeping an eye on his movements and, seeing him like this, hurriedly reached out to help him. "Why such a strong reaction What happened"

This was the first time he had ever seen Wang Ling look so exhausted!

"General Feng," Wang Ling reached out and gripped his arm, her face very serious, "He is He Hanchuan, one hundred percent."

Hearing Wang Ling's words, Feng Mu's heart beat rapidly.

"What on earth is going on"

Wang Ling turned around and tapped Ye Zehan's shoulder with his finger, waking him from the hypnotic state.

Ye Zehan finally slowly opened his eyes. His head was dizzy and heavy.

Then, he forced himself up from the bed with the last of his strength.

Ye Zehan raised his eyes and first looked at Wang Ling, "How did the hypnosis go"

"Mr. Ye, if I'm not mistaken, you must have experienced a hypnosis session while you were abroad before, right" Wang Ling asked him in a low voice.

Ye Zehan hesitated for a moment before nodding, "Yes."

He answered.

"No wonder." Wang Ling seemed to have realized something, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he couldn't help but sneer.

It seems his judgment wasn't wrong.

Ye Zehan asked him in a low voice, “Doctor Wang, is there anything wrong”

“Actually, what you did wasn't hypnosis, but rather retrieved a memory from your mind, a memory about something that happened before.” Wang Ling’s face was grave as he spoke, each word carefully enunciated. “When I was hypnotizing you just now, I felt a strong resistance, preventing me from reaching the deepest part of your brain. That’s why this explanation makes sense.”

After that, Ye Zehan's face darkened, "So, the part of my memory in my mind has been removed, and I am He Hanchuan"

"Yes."

Wang Ling nodded, "Yes, Ye Xian... Oh no, I mean General He, welcome back!"

When Wang Ling spoke, his face was full of excitement, and his voice was filled with respect.

Ye Zehan pursed his lips, the palms that hung on both sides of his thighs clenched into fists.

Unexpectedly, there are still such things!

So, Milan has been deceiving itself from the start

Feng Mu seemed to see his confusion and continued to remind him, "Actually, Milan is not a good person. Five years ago, she tried every means to become your psychologist, under the guise of doing good for you, forcing Yanan to let go of you, and taking you abroad."

That's why she designed an explosion, making us all think you were dead.

After the words fell, Ye Zehan lightly lowered his handsome eyes, and a flash of excitement erupted in his eyes.re for her, and went to the supermarket to pick out some ingredients. Back at Xianzhuang, she simmered a pot of soup.He Hanchuan had sent her a WeChat message last night, apparently because a vulnerab...