The man recoiled from her hand with disgust, glanced at his bedsheets that had been thrown aside, his eyes even colder. "Who are you Who allowed you to be near me Get out!",Hearing Bo Jin's order, Jiang Qian glanced in Shen Ningran's direction before turning back to look at Bo Jin and asked, "Young Master, are you sure She is...","The wound on his head will heal naturally, but amnesia depends on him. Perhaps with time, or a certain stimulus, he might remember some things, but whether he can recall everything is uncertain."。