"It's quite rare, Attorney Cheng personally drove to pick me up, I'm flattered." Jiang Qin fastened her seatbelt. She glanced at Cheng Weiming: "Something's definitely up to no good."
Cheng Weimo: "I haven't visited you on set yet."
Although Jiang Qin often teased Cheng Weiming on the phone, she understood him. Xi Jia had been on set all along, and he wanted to avoid suspicion and not get himself involved.
Dinner was again at Ji Qing Shi Restaurant. This restaurant is convenient for clearing out the room.
Because the restaurant acted capriciously, deciding not to open to the public. It has been operating at a loss since its inception.
During the meal, Cheng Weimo remained silent for most of the time, while Jiang Qin did most of the talking. Later, she sensed that Cheng Weimo was not in a good mood, so she put down her spoon and asked, "What's wrong?" He seemed to have lost his mind.
Cheng Weimo: "I'm afraid if I tell you, you'll beat me to death."
Jiang Qin: "Then you'd better not say anything. Staying alive is the most important thing."
The strategy failed.
Cheng Weimo: "I won't say sorry to you."
Jiang Qin stared at him for a long time, then said quietly, "I'm too magnanimous to hold grudges against petty people. If I were to argue with you and Mo Yushen, I would have been driven to my death eight hundred times over."
She simply ignored him. She picked up her wine glass and sipped her red wine.
Cheng Weimo clinked glasses with her, saying, "Since we've already done it eight hundred times, one more time won't hurt."
Jiang Qin: "Eight hundred is one cycle, that's the limit. One more time won't do."
"Qinqin".
Before Cheng Weimo could finish speaking, Jiang Qin interrupted him.
"Chengcheng, after we eat, let's revisit our childhood memories and stroll through Wutong Lane. Then we'll go to the roasted sweet potato shop that Mo Yushen always takes Xi Jia to, and buy some sweet potatoes. It's on me."
Cheng Weimo's attempts to seduce her failed; judging from her reaction, she knew she was being set on a trap. He put down his wine glass and got back to the point, "As you know, Xi Jia's illness is basically hopeless; her only hope lies with Professor Xiang."
Jiang Qin nodded, signaling him to continue.
Cheng Weiming: "We asked Xiang Luo to act as a go-between, and Xiang Luo agreed to help, but she had a little odd request that Mo Yushen didn't agree to, so I agreed. I will try my best as long as there is a glimmer of hope. Although Xi Jia doesn't remember who I am anymore."
Jiang Qin sighed, "Cheng Weiming, that's enough! Stop being so sentimental. Just say what you mean!"
Cheng Weimo took a few sips of wine. "It's just a matter of you lifting a finger. You and your studio need to follow Xiang Luo, retweet her Weibo posts every month, and also leave comments and likes."
After saying that, he didn't dare look at Jiang Qin and turned to look out the window. His blurry reflection was seen in the windowpane.
He wanted to see what Jiang Qin was doing through the glass, to see if she could draw a 150-meter-long sword from her eyes and kill him with a single blow.
But the light reflects off it from this angle, so you can't see it.
Every second feels like a year.
I don't know how much time passed. Suddenly, there was a 'bang' on the table.
Cheng Weiming was startled and turned around. In front of him was a phone that Jiang Qin had tossed to him. The screen was Weibo, and she had retweeted Xiang Luo's latest post, making three heart shapes with her fingers.
Cheng Weimo recalled his childhood when Mo Yushen's parents divorced, and neither Uncle Mo nor Aunt Qin wanted custody of Mo Yushen.
Later, Mr. Mo married Mr. Mo Lian's mother, and Mr. Mo Yushen often stayed out until very late before returning home.
He and Jiang Qin accompanied Mo Yushen.
Jiang Qin said: It's okay, you still have us.
They were only six or seven years old then.
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Mo Yushen hasn't taken Xi Jia out for street photography these past few days. Xi Jia isn't feeling well and no matter how hard she tries, she can't find her previous relaxed state.
Afraid that he would worry, Xi Jia had to make up an excuse, "Honey, I'm going to finish up some manuscripts these few days, you go take pictures of the scenery."
Mo Yushen: [I'm currently at home editing photos. We have existing photos that we can continue to upload; there's no rush to take new ones.]
Xi Jia and Mo Yushen knew perfectly well that they were both lying.
Neither of them exposed the other's lie.
Xi Jia spends more than three hours reviewing what she wrote before, and only has about half an hour to write new content. Sometimes she can't even write a thousand words before her memory is completely wiped out.
I don't remember the characters or the story outline, so I have to start reading it all over again.
Mo Yushen was worried she would be discouraged, ["Why don't you learn photo editing? It would be a good help to me."]
Xi Jia shook her head. "I promised Aunt Qin, I can't break my promise." She pointed to her head. "I have to use it often, otherwise it won't work as well. Running water never stagnates."
Mo Yushen was about to type something to comfort her when the phone rang. It was Professor Xiang. He put his phone in his pocket and gestured to Xi Jia that he was going downstairs to his study.
Xi Jia smiled and said, "Go ahead and do your work. You don't need to stay with me all the time."
Mo Yushen strode out and only returned the phone call to the professor when he reached the top of the stairs.
Professor Xiang: "Take Xi Jia to the hospital this afternoon. It's hard to say how effective the treatment will be right now, as Xi Jia's condition is quite unique. However, there should be hope."
Mo Yu was speechless. He had a thousand words to say, but couldn't utter a sound.
Xiang looked at his phone; he was on a call. "Hello?"
“I’m listening, Professor Xiang.”
A hoarse, excited, and bittersweet voice came from the microphone.
Professor Xiang was also moved and deeply touched.
This is the culmination of several years of hard work and effort by their team, spanning over two thousand days and nights from basic research to the present. Finally, they have reached the clinical trial stage.
Professor Xiang: "Xi Jia is a patient in the first phase of clinical trials, so you don't need to worry too much. There won't be any risks. The safety of the drug has been repeatedly tested before. However, it's hard to say about the side effects on Xi Jia, as her body is currently in a special condition."
Mo Yushen knew there were risks involved, but he didn't have time to wait. It was already incredibly fortunate that the drug was finally ready for clinical trials.
Current medications and treatments can stop the further deterioration of her brain and are also helping with hearing recovery. However, it is still unknown when medication to treat and restore brain nerve function will be available.
The two teams are currently in the process of integrating.
Perhaps in the next few years.
After hanging up the phone, Mo Yushen stood at the stairwell, lost in thought for a long time. He was filled with mixed feelings of joy and worry. He was happy that Xi Jia finally had hope and wouldn't have to suffer so much.
The worry is that we don't know what the side effects of this medicine are, or what we will have to endure during its use.
He wouldn't have let her take that risk if there were any other way.
After calming down for a moment, Mo Yushen called Ji Qingshi and said that he would take Xi Jia to the hospital that afternoon.
Ji Qingshi: "Will she experience a lot of pain during the treatment?"
Mo Yushen didn't know either. "It's better than her current situation."
Ji Qingshi paused for a moment, then said, "Then we'll take turns keeping her company."
"No need, I can manage on my own."
After hanging up, Mo Yushen returned to his bedroom on the third floor. He carefully considered his words before telling Xi Jia about the matter, explaining the risks and side effects to her as well.
Mo Yushen held Xi Jia's hand. "I'm with you. Don't be afraid."
Xi Jia comforted him instead, "Don't be discouraged. The right medicine for you will be available soon. Once I can hear and speak again, we'll get married. You have to propose to me again for it to count."
Mo Yushen nodded vigorously.
Xi Jia helped Mo Yushen pack his hospital belongings. They packed a suitcase full of odds and ends, mostly Xi Jia's things.
After getting ready, the two went downstairs.
When she reached the top of the stairs, Xi Jia suddenly remembered something. "Honey, wait for me in the yard, I'm going to the bathroom." She jogged back upstairs.
Xi Jia ran back to the bedroom and carefully peeled off Mo Yushen's photocopy of his ID card. Fortunately, it wasn't torn and didn't affect its visibility.
She wrote in the note: "I'm going to the hospital for treatment today. There's hope for my condition. I hope Cucu will have good luck too. Whether he can speak or not, I love him, and I will never leave him in this life."
She folded it up and put it in her pocket.
Xi Jia entered the courtyard as if nothing had happened, and said, "Husband."
Mo Yushen leaned against the back door of the car waiting for her, teasing her: "Why are you acting so suspiciously?"
No.
Xi Jia hugged his waist and said with a grin.
Mo Yushen patted her head, gesturing for her to get in the car.
The driver took a detour today, passing by that sycamore-lined path again, where the branches are lush and the shadows are dappled.
Xi Jia leaned against the car window, looking at the scenery outside.
Mo Yushen glanced at her from the side; this scene seemed familiar. He took out his phone and snapped another picture of her back.
The hospital had already arranged a bed for Xi Jia in a regular ward. Mo Yushen, however, paid for his own stay and moved to a VIP suite. It was quiet and comfortable, and he also had a place to work.
Xi Jia changed into her hospital gown, making sure to take the photocopy of her ID card out of her pocket and put it in the gown pocket. She was afraid that if she recovered but Cu Cu didn't, he would leave her.
If Cucu really feels inferior and leaves because she doesn't want to be a burden to her, then Ji Qingshi might just change the backups on her computer, laptop, and even phone, and she would completely forget who Cucu is.
Ji Qingshi, the most unreliable man in critical moments.
She could only rely on herself, so she secretly kept one copy for herself.
Chapter Sixty-Six
All of Xi Jia's tests during her hospitalization came back in three days. Due to her special circumstances, the professor personally followed up on her case.
"Xi Jia's eyesight is only good enough to see people clearly." Professor Xiang handed the report to Mo Yushen.
Mo Yushen couldn't understand these parameter values. During this time, Xi Jia never showed any sign of eye discomfort. The last time she had a vision problem was while filming at a resort.
Professor Xiang instructed: "She's not allowed to use the computer or phone. Since she's trying to hide it from you, pretend her eyesight is fine and let her read books, but no more than two hours a day."
Professor Xiang then gave him other instructions.
Mo Yushen wrote everything down in his phone's notes app.
Professor Xiang: "This girl has an exceptionally strong will. That's a good thing. In the face of disease, a patient's mindset is very important."
Mo Yushen felt particularly uncomfortable listening to this. She was still all smiles every day, playing with him.