Xi Jia put the coffee on the coffee table, tears welling up in her eyes. She turned Mo Yushen around and said, "Honey, we'll fix it later."
Mo Yushen was pulled by Xi Jiayi, and Zhou Mingqian was photoshopped out of shape.
Chapter Sixty-Nine
Mo Yushen looked at Zhou Mingqian's photo and recalled a sentence he had made up a few days ago, which unexpectedly came true again.
"Husband, it's me." Xi Jia was very excited.
Seeing that she hesitated to speak, Mo Yushen took out his phone and typed: 【What's wrong?】
Xi Jia was about to speak when she swallowed her words back. She almost forgot that Cu Cu couldn't speak yet; if she could hear her, she would definitely feel inferior.
Cucu stayed with her in the hospital for half a year. He worked so hard, and she couldn't let him feel uncomfortable.
Her memory may be recovering now, and her hearing is basically normal, but Cucu is still the same as before, unable to speak and with a bad memory.
For now, we can only keep it from Cucumber.
She'll go see the doctor in a bit and tell him the good news.
Seeing her eyes redden, twitching between tears and laughter, Mo Yushen guessed that she must have heard him. "What do you want to tell me?" he asked, his fingers trembling as he typed the words with difficulty.
Xi Jia shook her head, calming herself down. Then she burst into tears of laughter. She was so happy she couldn't help it.
Mo Yushen was even more certain that she could hear him. He pulled her into a tighter embrace.
For half a year, more than 180 days, she endured so much pain every day, but finally she made it through.
There's a sense of relief, like surviving a disaster.
Xi Jia: "Husband, I love you. In this life, I will only love my husband, Mo Yushen."
She let go of Mo Yushen. "Honey, you keep editing the photos. I'm going to see a doctor. I need to see if my alternating crying and laughing is due to nerve problems from the medication."
Mo Yushen smiled and let her do whatever made her happy.
Xi Jia wiped away her tears, tidied her hair, and went to the doctor's office.
Ten minutes later, Mo Yushen received a message from Professor Xiang: [Xi Jia can hear now, and the harsh sounds are gone. She still has difficulty hearing whispers, but it's already exceeded our expectations. This is all thanks to you.]
Professor Xiang was also happy. These past six months have been tough for everyone.
Xi Jia left the office and closed the door.
"Dad, Xi Jia can hear now, does that mean there's hope for her memory to be restored?" Xiang Luo asked.
Professor Xiang shook his head. "I can't say for sure right now. How well she recovers depends on the effectiveness of our new drug. Maybe she really will recover."
Xiang Luo: "You've worked so hard on your research for over ten years, and finally..." She sighed, "My idol, you will always be my pride." She hugged her father.
Inform the professors that there will be a meeting at 1 p.m.
It was also a memorable day for their entire team.
Xi Jia heard this, and her memory began to return. She started to remember people she used to know, although the impressions were not deep, but it was a good start.
At the meeting, they summarized and analyzed the data recorded over the past six months. The drug will immediately enter phase two trials.
At the end of the meeting, Professor Xiang closed his notebook and remarked once again, "Xi Jia's treatment results are not only due to the effects of the medication itself, but also inseparable from Mo Yushen's efforts."
Others agreed.
Just like the medically difficult-to-explain cases of vegetative state patients waking up, miraculously with the company and meticulous care of their loved ones, Xi Jia's case is no exception.
The assistant joked, saying something unrelated to the main topic: "Love is both poison and medicine."
Professor Xiang: "Xi Jia can be discharged at the end of this month. She can no longer take medication, and her liver can't handle it. She needs to rest and recuperate for a period of time. The new drug may be ready for clinical trials next year."
Their team's collaboration with Moxay's research center brought good news earlier this month. They are currently conducting safety trials, and clinical trials are not far off.
Assistant: "Xi Jia's next treatment may be an interesting process, but for Mo Yushen, it is full of unknowns."
No one knows where Xi Jia's memories are, which day's memories she will revert to, or how her personality will change.
Xi Jia couldn't sleep during her lunch break.
Fearing that Mo Yushen would notice something was wrong, she could only pretend to be asleep. Her acting skills were superb, and she fooled Mo Yushen. He covered Xi Jia with a blanket and kissed her forehead.
Around 2 PM, Wu Yang arrived at the ward.
Mo Yushen gestured to Wu Yang to keep quiet and not disturb Xi Jia's afternoon nap.
Wu Yang was completely confused. Xi Jia couldn't hear him, so how could he possibly bother her?
The two went into the small kitchen.
Wu Yang took two water glasses and poured water.
Mo Yushen whispered, "Xi Jia can hear me now."
Wu Yang's hand was scalded by the hot water, and his heart was burning too. "When did this happen?" He ignored the pain in his hand, his heart pounding.
Mo Yushen: "Morning."
Wu Yang's throat bobbed, unsure of what to say to express his feelings. He turned his face away and turned on the tap to rinse his hands.
Six months ago, Xi Jia sent him a message: I look forward to the day when we can reunite after being apart for so long.
His eyes welled up with tears.
He knew he probably wouldn't live to see that day.
But I kept giving myself hope.
He only has one close friend, Xi Jia. In the past six months, when Xi Jia has not been at the club, he has been like a lost soul, unable to muster any enthusiasm for anything.
When he felt a tightness in his chest and thought of Yu An, he had no one to confide in.
If Xi Jia had been healthy and not sick, he probably wouldn't have broken up with Yu An. Because Xi Jia would have scolded him awake.
Wu Yang turned off the tap and gave Mo Yushen a brief report on the club's recent situation.
Mo Yushen made two cups of coffee, but he was also distracted while listening to the work report. Afterwards, he began to prepare afternoon tea for Xi Jia.
Seeing that he didn't care, Wu Yang quickly finished his report.
It's only October, and they've already met their sales targets for the year. He'll get a lot of bonuses, but he didn't know how to spend them before.
Xi Jia can hear now, and finally there's someone to go wild with him.
Mo Yushen focused on making afternoon tea, and the kitchen became quiet.
"Mr. Mo, how did you come to invest in the equestrian club?" Wu Yang asked casually, having nothing better to do.
Mo Yushen paused for a moment, then said, "Make money."
Wu Yang thought to himself, "You haven't made any money either." Every year, he used his dividends to buy horses and gave them all to Xi Jia. Even though Xi Jia can't ride them anymore, he still bought him a whole new horse.
Xi Jia's horse trainer is still employed.
Wu Yang boldly guessed: "President Mo, could it be that you had your eye on Xi Jia all along, which is why you invested in the club, poached me with a high salary, and then, through me, poached Xi Jia as well?"
Mo Yushen's hand paused, and she turned to look at him. "Don't you have to go to work this afternoon?"
Wu Yang: "..."
After finishing his coffee, he handed the cup to Mo Yushen for a refill.
The two of them had their backs to the entrance of the small kitchen, so they couldn't see Xi Jia outside.
Xi Jia couldn't sleep, so she got up to look for Mo Yushen. Following the sound, she found the small kitchen, only to find that there was another person inside.
Mo Yushen can actually speak! He can actually speak! It turns out he was just faking it all along.
Mo Yushen is not only eloquent, but he's also a boss. He seems to be quite wealthy.
The conversation in the kitchen continued.
Wu Yang: "At this rate of recovery, Xi Jia might be able to compete next year. Once she's discharged from the hospital, we can let her go to the club for daily training."
Mo Yushen: "We won't go this year. It's too cold; her body can't handle it."
"Vinegar! You big liar!"
The world has fallen silent.
Mo Yushen suddenly turned around and stared at Xi Jia without blinking, unsure whether she was happy or angry.
Xi Jia couldn't hold back any longer and spoke up. Mainly, she wanted to let Mo Yushen know that she could hear her, so she took this opportunity.
Mo Yushen put down his coffee cup. "I've just learned to speak, and I've been waiting for you to wake up so I can tell you."
"Liar! You bad guy!"
Xi Jia walked over in a few steps, and Mo Yushen breathed a sigh of relief; she wasn't angry. He reached out, and Xi Jia wrapped her arms around his neck, leaping upwards. Mo Yushen caught her, and Xi Jia wrapped her legs tightly around his waist.
"You're a liar."
Xi Jia kissed him on the lips, "You bad boy."
Mo Yushen: "Are your ears uncomfortable?"
Xi Jia shook her head.
She pressed her forehead against his: "You've been lying to me all along, haven't you? You can actually talk, and you're not sick. You just said you were sick because you were afraid I wouldn't want to be with you, right?"
Mo Yushen smiled faintly and remained silent.
Xi Jia: "Honey, I can hear you. Say something to me."
Mo Yushen looked into her eyes: "I have always loved you."
Xi Jia choked up, "Me too." She held Mo Yushen's lips and gently sucked on them.
Wu Yang couldn't stand it anymore; the two of them were so affectionate, oblivious to everyone else, and his heart couldn't take it.
"Mr. Mo, I'll be there in a bit."
Nobody paid him any attention.
"I heard about it this morning, but I didn't dare tell you."
"I know."