Amnesiac Bigshot Remembers Only Me (The Boss Lost His Memory and Only Remembers Me)

But Zhou Tao paused for a moment, and then slowly said: "I also want to thank one person, the producer of this movie. He was an investor in several TV movies I made before. Thank you for everything he has done for me. This trophy is half of your contribution, thank you, Mr. Lu.”

Lu Wenzhou couldn't help but laugh.

No amount of money or fame can be worth her thank you.

The awards night came to a successful conclusion.

A large number of reporters stood outside and watched Zhou Tao get into Master Lu's car.

Zhou Tao and Lu Wenzhou were sitting in the back seat. Zhou Tao still held the golden trophy in her hand. She felt satisfied.

"Go to my place and I will cook you dinner myself, or should I say... midnight snack?"

Verbal thanks were not enough, she also wanted to thank him with practical actions.

Lu Wenzhou waited for a long time and finally received her invitation: "Okay."

The car passed an intersection, and a truck came speeding in the cross lane. It ran through the red light and was obviously unable to stop, and was about to hit their car.

Everything happened so suddenly that Lu Wenzhou instinctively stretched out his arms to hug Zhou Tao, completely protecting her in his arms.

There was a bang, and Zhou Tao was shaken by the violent vibration, causing her head to spin and she developed tinnitus.

Lu Wenzhou's car was hit by a truck on the isolation belt. The cars on his side were hit and deformed, and white smoke emitted from the car.

Because he protected her, Zhou Tao only suffered minor injuries, but Lu Wenzhou was seriously injured. Deep red blood slowly flowed from his forehead. He was unconscious, but he still maintained the posture of holding Zhou Tao.

There were noisy voices outside, followed by the sounds of police cars and ambulances.

Zhou Tao's voice became hoarse and she called his name softly: "Lu Wenzhou... Lu Wenzhou."

no response.

Zhou Tao held his hand, her eyes red: "Wake up, wake up."

The car door opened and the police rescued them. Lu Wenzhou was unconscious and carried into the ambulance. She accompanied him the whole time.

At the door of the operating room, many people came, including his younger brother and sister, Wen Qiao and the others.

Zhou Tao sat on the bench, feeling a little cold.

Wen Qiao held her hand.

Zhou Tao asked her: "Is he seriously injured?"

If she remembered correctly, it seemed that the truck was loaded with construction steel bars, and it seemed... as if his chest was penetrated by a steel bar.

Will he die?

If he hadn't rushed to save her, wouldn't he have suffered this disaster at all?

Or maybe he didn't accompany her to an awards show, or maybe he didn't invite her to his home, which could have been avoided.

Wen Qiao comforted her: "My uncle went in to do the surgery. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

"That position is dangerous, right?" Zhou Tao looked at her with tears in her eyes.

Wen Qiao didn't dare to tell her the truth. That position might have hurt his heart. He just hoped that his uncle could bring him back to life.

"My uncle is a world-class doctor. The God of Death can't steal people from his hands. Don't worry, don't worry."

This operation was very difficult. Even though Su Ce was on the operating table, he still didn't dare to pat his chest and say that he would be saved.

From eleven o'clock in the evening to nine o'clock in the morning, from dark to dawn, Zhou Tao didn't drink a drop of water, and completely lost the brilliance of last night.

At half past nine, the door to the operating room finally opened.

Zhou Tao stood up nervously and looked at the attending doctor, Su Ce.

Su Ce took off his mask and said to Wen Qiao, "He's alive."

Zhou Tao's tears fell down, and her heart felt at ease.

Lu Wenzhou felt that he had slept for a long time. When he woke up, it was raining outside and the light was dim. He saw Zhou Tao dozing next to the bed.

When he moved slightly, she woke up. Her eyes were red, obviously she had cried, and her expression was haggard, which made him feel distressed.

"Why don't you go to bed if you're sleepy?"

Zhou Taohong looked at him with eyes: "Why are you so stupid? Did I block a knife for you before and you want to return it to me?"

He raised his hand and touched her face: "No, I just instinctively don't want you to get hurt, and I don't have that many thoughts."

Zhou Tao choked and said, "I shouldn't have let you go to my house."

"Silly, I'm very happy if you take the initiative to invite me. It's worth dying."

Zhou Tao squeezed his hand: "You are not allowed to say such words in the future."

Lu Wenzhou's smile was a little weak: "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

There was a piece of gauze on her forehead. He raised his hand to touch her head. Zhou Tao quickly bowed his head and touched it lightly with his finger: "Are you injured?"

"A little skin injury, it doesn't matter, don't worry."

Immediately afterwards, Zhou Tao seemed to be thinking for a moment and said: "Let's... be together again."

For a long time, the person on the hospital bed did not speak.

Zhou Tao suddenly felt a little embarrassed: "If you don't want to, then forget it."

But Lu Wenzhou struggled to sit up: "I am willing..."

Zhou Tao quickly held him down: "Are you going to die? You just finished the operation, so you can't move around."

Lu Wenzhou looked regretful: "I should be the one to say it. I want to kneel down on one knee and propose to you. The previous time was very perfunctory. This time, I want to be more formal to make up for the regrets of the last time."

Zhou Tao couldn't help but laugh: "I don't care about this."

"I care and I want the best for you."

Zhou Tao tilted her head and smiled: "Then wait until your injury improves and then get another patch?"

"Okay." He said solemnly and seriously.

A week later, Lu Wenzhou's injuries were still serious, but he could no longer hold himself back.

Zhou Tao came in with a thermos pot and opened the lid. Inside was the bone soup she had stewed by herself.

She washed her hands and made soup for him like this, looking like she had washed away all the trouble.

Turning around, she saw the man half-kneeling in front of her.

It was quite sudden, and she was caught off guard.

The sun was shining brightly outside the window, and the roses and geraniums on the bedside table were blooming brightly. His eyes had never been warmer and tenderer than before.

"Zhou Tao, marry me."

Zhou Tao was stunned for a moment, then stretched out her hand: "This time, let's grow old together."

"Okay, let's grow old together."