Qiao Bao'er’s injuries haven’t healed yet, and these people are forcing her out of the hospital.

"Don't touch me, I can change my clothes myself."
She was incredibly angry, she flicked her wrist at the two nurses who were helping her change clothes, the medical staff at this hospital treated her like a leper, urging her to quickly change into a patient's gown and leave.
"Nurse, thank you. I'll change her clothes."
On the side, Gu Ruyue saw Qiao Baier being so aggressive, fearing that her movements would tear at the stitches on her chest wound, she quickly stepped forward and softly said to the nurse.
The two head nurses were also under a lot of pressure, and the director personally asked them to take good care of this female patient.
"That aunt, please be careful and don't pull on the patient's wounds." Actually, they are more professional, it's just that this patient is unwilling to cooperate.
Gu Ruoyan quickly nodded, secretly gesturing for the nurse to step back, then coaxed in a gentle voice, "Bao'er, let me change your clothes for you."
Qiao Ba'er cooperated honestly with Gu Ruoyan to help her take off the hospital gown, but she remained sullen throughout the process.
"...I don't want to go."
qiao ba er changed into a set of white cotton printed casual suit, it was from a rare international big brand clothing, she knew this set of clothes alone would be enough for her tuition for a year.
The size of the dress is just right, with a snug fit across the bust and waist. It looks like it was custom-made for her, making her appear particularly spirited. However, Qiao Bao'er felt very uncomfortable.
To wear such expensive clothes when they weren't bought with her own money.
She had no memory of the entire family of that Lord Shepherd and using other people's things made her uncomfortable.
"I don't want to go back with them."
She held a tight expression on her face, as if she was holding back anger, and refused to leave.
The head nurse overheard her saying, 'Don't want to go back,' and quickly whispered, "Miss Qiao, we have doctors and nurses from our hospital going with you when you are discharged. You don't have to worry, we will change your dressing and wash your wounds regularly. I heard that there is also a doctor in your family..."
The Dean ordered that Miss Qiao must be sent away as soon as possible!
Although the wound on her chest was deep and still ached, Qiao Bao'er wasn't most concerned about her own injury.
"Auntie, let's go back home."
Qiao Bao'er is fierce, but if you listen closely, her voice sounds a bit wronged.
It's like someone waking up and suddenly their home is gone, they have no idea where it is now.
It brought back memories of the past, when Gu Ruyue left Qiao's house with her, renting a modest apartment outside. Driven by personal resentment towards Qiao Wenyu, she even filled her niece with animosity towards the Qiao family. She was stubborn and strong-willed.
Every time she thought about the past, Gu Ruyan felt ashamed and remorseful.
She had considered letting her niece live in a comfortable rental house outside for a while, allowing her to adjust gradually. Perhaps, once her memory improved somewhat, they could then return to either the Jun family or the Qiao family. That seemed like a better approach.
But, the shepherd of Jun disagreed.
She must be taken back to the Jun family.
Gu Ruoyan recalled Jun Zhimu's rigid attitude and immediately felt helpless. She gently persuaded, "I'll go to Jun's house with your dad. You might gradually remember some things. I'll live with you until you recover your memory."
When Qiao Bao'er heard this, she felt a little more at ease.
For her, suddenly going to a strange environment was very resistant, at least her aunt accompanied her.
<"Madam Fang came to pick her up from the hospital, "Young mistress, are you still feeling uncomfortable anywhere?" >
Qiao Ba'er was still not used to being called that, but this Fang Auntie seemed very kind, she wasn't so resistant, and shook her head.
Fang Da Ma saw that she paid attention to him and smiled with contentment.
"Then let's head home now, the old man is waiting for you." The few of them took the elevator down together, and Jun's family had a driver pick them up.
Qiao Baoer, because she still had stitches on her chest, walked slowly. She had enough time to slowly observe these 'strangers' around her.

As she settled into the car, she was surprised by its luxury. Even the Qiao family, who were considered wealthy back then, didn't have such a lavish vehicle. She couldn't quite grasp how she had managed to climb her way into the world of someone like Mr. Jun.
The car was driving smoothly, at a moderate speed, steadily heading towards the Jun's residence on Chaoyang Hill.
Fang Dama saw Qiao Baier keep looking around and whispered, "Young Master Zhimu is at home."
Fāng Dàmā thought that Jiō Bǎor ér was looking around because she felt Jūn Zhī Mù hadn't come to pick her up from the hospital personally.
It was actually Junzhi's order. She suddenly forgot everyone around her now, and knowing him, being too enthusiastic and proactive would be inappropriate.
Lu Qinian was very insistent on coming to pick her up from the hospital, but Jun Zhimu sent him away with a look. Lu Qinian loudly proclaimed that he would go to Jun's house tomorrow to visit, and finally only called Aunt Fang and the driver to pick her up.
"Oh."
Jo Bao'er let out a sound that wasn't light or heavy, and she didn't think much of her husband not picking her up from the hospital. Instead, she felt a bit relieved.
That man at a glance seemed like someone difficult to get along with.
"...Auntie, how could I possibly marry him?" Qiao Bao'er asked bluntly.
One sentence made everyone in the car immediately feel awkward.
Fang Da Ma and the driver naturally didn't dare to speak out of turn. Gu Ru Yan had a complicated expression, "…you... you love each other, so you got married."
Gu Ruoyan told a lie.
Qiao Bao'er didn't doubt Gu Ruoyan's words, but she frowned, feeling a little confused. "Then how did I meet him?"
Gu Ruoyan was very embarrassed. She wasn't good at lying.
"...I don't really know about your young people's business." That's all I can do to brush it off.
"Did I meet him at work? Is he my boss?" Qiao Bao'er reasonably speculated.
Gu Ruoyan didn't know how to continue.

Qiao Bao'er muttered to herself, "A man like him must have a lot of women chasing after him. I don't like competing with others... Besides, he's not my type at all. He's cold and domineering, and rich men who don't care about their families make for very troublesome marriages."

No matter how Qiao Baoer thought about it, she felt that she shouldn't marry a block of ice. It was too unreasonable.
...except that she only got the marriage license out of desperation at the time. ...
"...they actually had twins together." Qiao Baoer found it increasingly unbelievable. She was already a mother herself.
And I heard the two babies are missing, that's really not good. The children are gone and the father doesn't seem particularly worried about it.
Hearing Qiao Bao'er so directly admit that she disliked men like Jun Zhimu, the auntie sitting next to her felt very complicated. On one hand, she had a protective instinct towards her own grandson; how could such an outstanding young master be rejected?
"I still think Qiao Baoer from before was better. She's matured a lot after several years of life experience. Plus, they have shared moments and experiences together over the years. Those feelings are hard-earned."
Now Qiao Baoer has forgotten them, as if in her eyes, they were truly strangers.
"Madam, did the doctor say when you will recover from this illness?"
The car kept driving, and as they were nearing the Jun family's home, Fang Da Ma couldn't help but voice her worries.

FANG DAMA immediately panicked.
"What should we do then?"
"How could this happen?" Aunt Fang was very worried.
"I don't know why this happened either," Qiao Bao'er was irritated, her tone somewhat harsh as she complained, "Also, why did that Miss Zhiyan of yours have to stab me with a piece of mirror? Your family is so strange."
No matter how you look at it, her marriage was very strange.
Their home felt like a stranger's to her; she had difficulty fitting in.

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