Ah Heng tilted his head back, drank a mouthful of coffee, then smiled and said, "Could we consider researching ear diseases?"
Edward looked at her. This was Anna's job, you know, it was in the ENT department.
Ah Heng gripped his coffee cup tightly, a faint smile spreading across his thin lips. He said, "Anna's project isn't specialized, so it's difficult for her to make any breakthroughs. What we need to do is conduct more in-depth research."
Edward smiled, his blue eyes fixed on her—Wenny, why? Tell me, if even I can see through your ulterior motives, what reason do you have to shut those old-fashioned, self-important board members up?
Ah Heng's face remained expressionless. She said, "My fiancé is deaf. Is that enough?"
The French sunshine was beautiful, shining on her black hair and her eyes.
She said, "Edward, I want to heal his illness myself."
I am a doctor. I can heal those I love. Only by being selfish once can I be selfless for a lifetime.
Chapter 106
Generally, often, and sometimes, in novels, besides the charlatan of a biological mother or stepmother posing as a force of fate, there's another kind of creature that brings joy to the reader. In martial arts novels, it's the reclusive master who relentlessly channels internal energy into the dim-witted protagonist, only to die afterward; in time-travel novels, it's the maidservant who tells the heroine she's actually the most beautiful woman in the world, pampered and waited on hand and foot; in tomb raiding novels, it's the villagers who tell a tomb raider that there are no ghosts or zombies in the area; and in harem novels, it's seeing a group of beautiful wives weeping around a horse's sickbed, while a eunuch tells the horse that the emperor is holding a selection of concubines today.
In ten years—well, what's ten years? Is this a contemporary romance or a time-travel story? Never mind, anyway, in those ten years, there was also a similar passerby.
Ah Heng heard about this person from his Chinese colleague. There lived an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the sixth alley of the Gobolan district. His acupuncture was incredibly effective, especially for leg ailments. However, the old doctor had a bad temper; he wouldn't treat anyone, Chinese or foreign, good-looking, wealthy, or those who could be cured in a hospital.
Yan hope, are you suggesting I get disfigured?
Ah Heng said, "Get lost! I went through so much trouble to raise him. You might be happy, but I'm not."
What should we do then?
Ah Heng gritted her teeth and said, "What good is your face except attracting men?"
She took a gray scarf from the closet, wrapped Yan hope up like a wolf in sheep's clothing, and said, "Alright, let's go."
Yan hope is depressed. How could a scarf possibly cover up my good looks!
Ah Heng ignored him and took him on her bicycle. The secondhand materials creaked and groaned, sounding like they were about to break.
Yan hope smiled through the scarf. "Aheng, I used to take care of you too."
Ah Heng pedaled the bike with all his might. That old car is still in your storage room.
Grandma Wolf shook her head, "I'll sell it."
when.
Before I moved to Lu Liu's house, after we broke up.
I forgot to say it back then: Happy breakup, I wish you happiness = =.
Who said I'm happy? Which eye of yours saw me happy? I am happy. Can I reminisce about my ex-girlfriend in front of my current girlfriend? Am I that kind of person?
You've got your logic completely backwards. Who are your ex-girlfriend...current girlfriend...? = =......
It's you, it's all you, only you.
Yan looked up at the sky, his fair fingers gently playing the piano on his crippled left leg. He sighed, "Even I don't know why those who once liked me are all afraid of you and have all gone away."
Ah Heng was stunned. "I didn't do anything."
Yan hope's high nose gently touched A Heng's sweater. He smiled and said, "Yes, you didn't do anything."
He said, "It's all my fault. I made you the only one."
Constantly choosing, constantly pursuing, desperately trying to fill the gaps in my heart, excluding everyone else.
Only one remains.
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The old Chinese medicine doctor, surnamed Wei, was particularly kind when he saw Yan hope, who was limping like a wolf in sheep's clothing, and then looked at Aheng's cheap and rough clothes.
Dr. Wei's courtyard was not large. There were racks set up and a lot of Chinese medicine drying in the sun. The aroma of the medicine was very strong. Aheng was reminded of her childhood. She felt that she had traveled through time and space and could see familiar scenes in France. It was very heartwarming.
Dr. Wei asked if I had seen a doctor before.
Yan hope gestured, saying that he had seen many places and done rehabilitation, and there was still a steel nail like this inside.
Dr. Wei hesitated for a moment, then said, "Young man, take off your cotton-padded trousers, lie down on the bed, and let me take a look."
Yan hope had been wearing cotton-padded trousers to keep warm since the beginning of autumn, but his blood circulation was poor, and his body was often ice cold.
Ah Heng wanted to watch and learn from him, but Dr. Wei locked her outside and gave her a cold shoulder. In the end, he even said to her, "Young lady, aren't you ashamed to look at a man's bare thighs?"
Yan hope laughed loudly through the door, and Aheng's face turned pale and then red.
A little while later, the little girl started yelling in pain, screaming so loudly that the geese in the yard were all scrambling around.
Ah Heng leaned against the door and asked what was wrong.
The old Chinese medicine doctor cursed repeatedly, saying, "What kind of rubbish have I been seeing before? If we wait another month or two, all the meat will die!"
Ah Heng is anxious, "Can you cure me?"
The old Chinese medicine doctor uttered a single sentence: "It's up to fate!"
Ah Heng became even more anxious. "No, please don't say that. What's going on?"
The old Chinese medicine doctor slowly inserted acupuncture needles indoors, focusing his attention entirely on her, ignoring Aheng. Yanxi was in so much pain that tears streamed down her face. She bit her pillow and sobbed hoarsely towards the door, "I'm alright."
The old Chinese medicine doctor patted Yan hope's mouth. "Kid, what's wrong with you? Are you dirty? Does it hurt that much?"
Yan hope was furious, his veins throbbing. "Does it hurt? You didn't even know you were getting the needle in!" TOT
Ah Heng, his forehead covered in sweat, pounded on the door. "Why does acupuncture hurt so much? You must have needled it wrong. Please be careful. He's been afraid of pain since he was a child. Dr. Wei, please let me in."
The old Chinese medicine doctor ignored her.
Yan hope screamed in pain even more violently, like a pig being slaughtered.
Ah Heng pounded on the door, begging, "Let me in! Dr. Wei, I'll be so glad Yan hope saw me, really!"
Dr. Wei rolled his eyelids and continued administering acupuncture. "You're a painkiller. Seeing you is enough. With you around, what use am I?"
Ah Heng coughed up blood. What kind of old man was this? Even her grandfather Yan and the old Xin grandfather combined weren't this troublesome. She said, "I'll just take one look, one look, and then I'll leave."
Dr. Wei removed the needles from several major veins on Yan hope's leg, asking the tearful Yan hope as he did so, "Who is this girl? She cares about you so much."
Yan hope sobbed, "My wife, the one I'm not even betrothed to."
Dr. Wei said, "No wonder. If it weren't for your age, I would have thought you were my mother."
Yan hope wiped away her tears and stammered, "It took you so much effort to put on these cotton-padded pants. Are you kidding me? My mom doesn't love me as much as she does."
Dr. Wei looked at Yan hope's scarf and said, "Wait a minute, what's wrong with you? You haven't taken off your scarf since you came in."
Yan hope said, "Um, I'm disfigured because I'm too ugly. My mom abandoned me when I was little. Do you want to see me?"
Dr. Wei coughs, never mind, as long as it doesn't look good, it's fine.
Yan hope was indignant. "What grudge do good-looking people have against you?"
Dr. Wei sneered, "Most good-looking people are dishonest."
Yan hope chuckled, slowly opened the door, and suddenly threw himself into Aheng's arms, tears welling up in his eyes. "Aheng, it hurts so much!"
Ah Heng felt sorry for Yan hope and touched his hair, saying, "It's okay, sweetie, it's alright now. I'll make you some chicken soup when we get back."
Turning back, she asked Dr. Wei with a forced smile, "Dr. Wei, what do you think of Yanxi's illness?"
Dr. Wei said that patients need to come once a week, and after the acupuncture treatment, they must walk continuously for an hour without rest.
Ah Heng's eyes slowly curved into a smile. So, Yan hope's illness can be cured?
Dr. Wei said that he has a good sensitivity to acupuncture, and if he continues, he should be able to succeed.
She looked at Yan hope in her arms and spoke softly, "Did you hear that?"
Yan hope's eyes lit up. "Aheng, when we get married, can I carry you down the aisle?" ^_^
Ah Heng nodded, her smile becoming even gentler and clearer.
She held Yan hope's hand and walked slowly with him, without stopping, which was so difficult for Yan hope.
He said, "Please, let me watch you walk away."
Ah Heng insisted, saying, "This time, let's do it together."
Every week, Aheng would accompany Yanxi for an hour, and then take him home by bicycle.
District 12 wasn't close to Goboland; it took an hour by bicycle. About a month later, the bicycle broke down.
Aheng had been fined a month's salary and had been living frugally ever since. In addition, Yanxi's medical expenses, although not much, were still a large sum of money for them. Therefore, Aheng decided not to buy another car. After Yanxi walked for an hour, she carried him on her back for the rest of the journey.
Yan hope absolutely refused, insisting that we take the subway.
Ah Heng = =, doesn't the subway cost money?
What about the bus? The bus isn't free either.
Well... I'll walk back.
If you can't get back, you'll be stuck on a dead end.
Didn't the doctor tell us to practice more?
Not that many = =.
Then, without waiting for Yan hope to speak, she carried him back.
She said, "Look how thin you are, so thin that a gust of wind could blow you away."
The first day of snowfall in Paris, winter 2007.
She carried Yan hope, who looked like a ball, on her back and said with a smile, "Yan hope, you are really too thin. You need to eat more."
He was gritting his teeth, his lips were white, his face was covered in snowflakes, and the veins on his forehead were bulging.
Yan hope, sitting on her back, suddenly smiled.
He said, "Wen Heng, how much do you love me?"
Ah Heng was stunned for a long time before speaking softly, "I owed you in my past life. I harmed you, I harmed your whole family, and I'm here to pay off my debt in this life."