CHAPTER 33

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    Huang Huilin was not seriously injured. Xu Ling took care of her in the hospital for a few days. The doctor said she could be discharged today.

    Naturally, Xu Ling was happy, and finally didn't have to sit in the hospital and his butt hurts. Huang Huilin had no memory, but his IQ was still normal.

    Xu Ling told her about things in the regiment these days, and about her current position in the regiment, so that she would not know anything when she returned to the art troupe.

    Before leaving, the doctor explained the precautions to Huang Huilin and discharged the two of them. Liao Yimei did not show up today, and asked Xu Ling and Huang Huilin to go back by bus.

    Huang Huilin looked no different from a normal person except for her amnesia. Xu Ling didn't ask her how she fell. She would definitely not remember when she thought about it.

    When she arrived at the art troupe, she first sent Huang Huilin back to the dormitory to rest, and went directly to the rehearsal room by herself. Everyone was rehearsing. When Xu Ling came back, they all stopped.

    Liao Yimei has also been busy these days. Political commissars occasionally come to see them rehearsing, so Yu Xiaowan and the others are not afraid of them. They all ran to Xu Ling and asked: "How is Huang Huilin?"

    "I have been discharged from the hospital. She was sent back to the dormitory to rest."

    She glanced at Ji Xiaoyao who was rehearsing, and said a little louder. "The doctor said that Huang Huilin injured her brain and lost her memory . She can't remember anything, even her own name. Now.”

    Ji Xiaoyao, who was rehearsing, stopped for a while, and then continued to jump up after a while.

    Xin Baimei looked surprised, "Is it so serious? It's not that I don't remember anything."

    Xu Ling nodded, "Fortunately, IQ is still normal. She can understand everything. I have been telling her these days. Regarding matters in the regiment, she is now sorting out props and costumes anyway. This job is not too difficult for her."

    Xin Baimei sighed, "Maybe amnesia is also a good thing for her, so she won't have to. I always think of how her father died."

    Several people asked about Huang Huilin's physical condition, and they all went to rehearsal. Liao Yimei didn't know what she was up to in the past few days, and hardly saw anyone. Xu Ling rarely saw her during the few days in the hospital.

    Soon everyone knew about Huang Huilin's amnesia. Except for those who were in the dormitory with Xu Ling, everyone else felt that Huang Huilin's amnesia deserved it.     Huang Huilin had to rest in the dormitory for a few more days. After Xu Ling took her to familiarize herself with the art troupe's route, she made her hungry to eat in the cafeteria, and went to the rehearsal room to find her if she had anything to do.     After a few days of calm, Huang Huilin returned to work in the props room, and Xu Ling remembered that his previous interview in Zhou City People's Daily should have been reported.     But I haven't seen Fei Yuansi come to them these days, but after thinking about it, she might have forgotten. She went to tell Yu Xiaowan about it.     "When the rehearsal is over, let's go outside to see if there are any newspapers we interviewed with Zhou City People's Daily."     Yu Xiaowan also just remembered this incident, "If you don't tell me, I have forgotten it."     "Fei Yuansi did n't mean printing. Did you bring it to us when you came out?"     Xu Ling didn't care, "Maybe I     forgot ." Yu Xiaowan frowned, and she tried to defend Fei Yuansi again.     After the rehearsal, the two went out to look for the newspaper, but they did not see the interview report of the two of them in the newspaper for nearly a week.     Yu Xiaowan asked with some confusion: "Isn't it printed yet."     Xu Ling doesn't know what's going on. It's reasonable to say that it's impossible to typeset and print it in more than a week. "I don't know."     "Forget it, interview. The report is so big that once it is printed, we don’t need to look for it. Head Liao will bring the newspaper to us.”     Yu Xiaowan also felt reasonable, “then let’s leave it alone.”     Xu Ling said . , The two returned to the art troupe, because it was past five in the afternoon, they went straight to the cafeteria for dinner.

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