I decided to stop going to accompany them and give the young couple more private space.
There was a traffic jam. Ji Qingshi took an hour to get to the hospital. There were still ten minutes until six o'clock.
Mo Yushen told Xi Jia, "Your condition has improved. I'm going to see the doctor to discuss the next treatment plan. Ji Qingshi will stay with you; if you need anything, have Ji Qingshi message me."
Xi Jia held his hand, reluctant to let him go, "Then come back quickly."
Mo Yushen: [Soon. Before you go to sleep.]
Xi Jia nodded, subconsciously touching her pocket. She had his ID card and contact information, so she could find him.
Mo Yushen gave Ji Qing a few instructions and then hurriedly left the ward.
Professor Xiang was already waiting for him in his office. Xi Jia's latest medical report was also available, and the results were significantly better than the previous scans.
He pointed to one of the photos and showed it to Mo Yushen: "Your optic nerve used to be severely compressed, but you can see that it has improved now. There are also signs of improvement in your hearing."
Mo Yushen couldn't understand it.
Professor Xiang first shared some good news, followed by some less favorable news: "She has a brain lesion of unknown cause, and it's hard to say how well she will recover after treatment. It's also unknown whether her memory points and memory pathways will change."
Mo Yushen was absorbed in the good news from Professor Xiang and didn't care about what he had just said. As long as he didn't get sick, it didn't matter whether he recovered or not.
After leaving Professor Xiang's office, Mo Yushen didn't return to his ward but went straight to his car in the parking lot. He was in a hurry to attend a video conference, and it wasn't convenient for him to be in the ward.
At seven o'clock, the sun gradually set. The last rays of light were also obscured by the evening glow.
Ji Qingshi massaged Xi Jia's ears, but she kept saying they hurt. Xi Jia kept glancing towards the door.
"Sit still." Ji Qingshi reminded him.
Xi Jia sat up straight as instructed, but after a few minutes, she would turn to the side again.
Ji Qingshi: [What are you looking at?]
Xi Jia: "Second brother, why isn't Mo Yushen back yet? It's almost dark."
Ji Qingshi: [I haven't finished talking to the doctor yet. I'll be back as soon as I'm done.]
Xi Jia responded absentmindedly. The doctor should have been off work long ago.
As dusk settled, Xi Jia looked out the window. The crescent moon hung on the treetops. Her eyes had been feeling much better lately, and she could see the brightest star.
It's 8:30. CuCu still hasn't come back.
Ji Qingshi cooked oatmeal porridge with milk for Xi Jia. [It's still a little hot. She can eat it later.]
Xi Jia figured Cu Cu wouldn't be coming back. "Second brother, can I play with your phone?"
Ji Qingshi didn't give it to him. "If you're bored, I'll play cards with you."
Xi Jia became increasingly certain that her second brother was lying to her, saying that Cucu would return after talking to the doctor, but that wasn't true. Her second brother was waiting for her memory to be erased so that she wouldn't remember Cucu.
Xi Jia ignored Ji Qingshi and started eating her porridge. After only a few bites, she put down her spoon and said, "I'm full. I'm going to the corridor to digest."
Ji Qingshi nodded and began clearing the table.
As soon as Xi Jia left the ward, she took out a photocopy of her ID card and walked quickly to the nurses' station. One of the nurses looked familiar to her; she had just had her blood pressure checked. "Excuse me, could I borrow your phone? My phone is with my husband; he's out, and I need to contact him."
Knowing she couldn't hear, the nurse unlocked her phone and handed it to her.
"Thank you."
The nurse smiled.
Xi Jia walked to the corner, looked at the number on her ID card, entered it, and dialed.
Mo Yushen's meeting wasn't over yet, so he hung up. He replied with a message: "Hello, who is this? I'm in a meeting and can't answer the phone."
Xi Jia breathed a sigh of relief; so he really was in a meeting with the doctor. [Honey, it's me, Xi Jia. I borrowed a nurse's phone to call you. You go ahead with your work and come home soon.]
Mo Yushen couldn't describe her feelings. She thought he wasn't going back: "It'll probably be another half hour. You read your book and wait for me."
Xi Jia was relieved and returned the phone to the nurse, thanking her.
She didn't go back to the ward, but went to the window at the end of the corridor, looked down through the window, and waited for Mo Yushen to return.
Ji Qingshi tidied up the dishes and went out to find Xi Jia. He saw a figure by the window in the distance. She was in poor health and couldn't catch a cold, so he went back to his room and brought out a cardigan.
There were people nearby, and Xi Jia turned her head to the side, saying, "I'm just looking at the night view here."
Ji Qingshi draped a cardigan over her shoulders, knowing she was waiting for Mo Yushen. He stayed with her, and together they admired the streetlights below.
For half an hour, Xi Jia kept her eyes fixed on that road.
Ji Qingshi sent Mo Yushen a message: 【Jiajia is waiting for you at the window. Say hello to her when you come back.】
Mo Yushen's video call was ending, and he was on his way from the parking lot. He walked around to the side of the inpatient building and called back to Ji Qingshi: "I'm downstairs."
Xi Jia saw someone stop by the roadside. She looked closely, but because they were far away and the light was poor, she couldn't be 100% sure.
Ji Qingshi: [Mo Yushen.]
Xi Jia waved to the person downstairs, "Husband."
Mo Yushen turned on his phone's flashlight and shone it on Ji Qingshi's face in response to Xi Jia.
Ji Qingshi: "..." His eyes were almost blinded by the light.
Xi Jia looked downstairs, a smile playing on her lips, and said, "Received."
Mo Yushen then turned off his phone's flashlight.
Chapter Sixty-Eight
It rained for several days, but the sun came out this morning.
In October, autumn arrives in the mountains.
Ye Qiu hadn't brought a coat, and as he left the hotel, he couldn't help but shiver. The mountains here weren't as beautiful as the mountains in Mr. Yue's hometown.
According to the agent, it's still over 400 kilometers to Mr. Yue's hometown.
The period drama produced by Chu Shan wrapped up filming last week after ten months of shooting. The crew members have gradually returned home.
She won't be working for a while, so she'll stay here for a few more days.
Ye Qiu bought some fruit and quickly returned to the hotel.
Her agent called last night to ask if she was having too much fun to remember home and why she hadn't returned yet.
Few people here know her, so it's a good place to calm down.
She stayed home even after returning to Beijing. Xi Jia still didn't remember her. Six months have passed since the end of April, and Xi Jia hasn't updated her blog.
Around this time last year, Xi Jia was receiving medication at her grandmother's house, and she still remembered her then.
It's been a year.
It feels like a lifetime ago, and everything has changed.
Ye Qiu washed a good amount of each type of fruit she bought. She planned to eat her fill since she wouldn't be on camera for the next few days.
Since entering the industry, she hasn't even dared to eat much fruit.
She had just popped a grape into her mouth when her phone rang. It was a special ringtone she'd set for her agent, and her heart skipped a beat.
People should not do bad things.
Ye Qiu swallowed the grapes in his mouth and answered the call.
Agent: "Are you planning to just sit there and let it grow weeds?"
Ye Qiu: "Relax a bit, I'll go back tomorrow."
Agent: "If you don't come back soon, I have reason to suspect you're sneaking food there."
Ye Qiu: "..." She glanced at the large plate of fruit without saying a word.
Her agent called to tell her that she was trending on social media again.
Ye Qiu's signal is bad; it takes forever to load Weibo. She hasn't checked her phone since she got up and doesn't know what's going on.
What's trending on social media?
Agent: "Ji Qingshi, of course. Who else could get you trending on social media?"
Ye Qiu: "What's wrong with him? Has he started a new relationship, or was he photographed meeting with Chu Shan again?"
Agent: "Ji Qingshi posted two movie tickets on Weibo, and netizens were guessing that he watched the movie with you. By the way, in that movie, you played a minor role with only one minute and thirty seconds of screen time and two lines."
Ye Qiu had forgotten which movie it was. She often played supporting roles, and this time it was good; it was a role with lines. She also hadn't heard any news about Ji Qingshi in a long time.
Ye Qiu didn't know how to respond to her agent, so she picked up a grape, put it in her mouth, and chewed it silently.
Agent: "Ji Qingshi is the most boring kind of scumbag. He only moves once every half hour, not only is there no pleasure, but he also crushes you half to death."
Ye Qiu choked and coughed repeatedly.
"Sister Jing, this is not suitable for children."
The agent got back to the point, "Dragging this out isn't a solution. With his attitude, he'll make it harder for you to find a boyfriend in the future. When you get back to Beijing, you should have a serious talk with him. Let's part ways amicably."
Ye Qiu hummed in agreement. The grapes were very sour.
At this time, Jiasheng Group.
The secretary came to report that the hospital held a meeting this afternoon to discuss Xi Jia's current condition. Judging from the X-ray, Xi Jia's hearing should be fine.
However, their skill level is not up to that of a normal person.
Ji Qingshi nodded and instructed his secretary, "I'll go to the hospital to see Jiajia this afternoon, and I'll cancel all my social engagements tonight."
"good."
Ji Qingshi still had two movie tickets beside him. He handed them to his secretary and asked, "How was the movie?"
Secretary: "Not bad." This was the midnight screening she and her husband had watched last night. Ji Qingshi had asked her to buy movie tickets early this morning, so she lent him hers.
The midnight show is more meaningful than other shows.
Ji Qingshi picked up his water glass and drank it casually.
The secretary sensed that he had something to say, so she didn't rush to leave.