"Market economy allows free pricing..."
Realizing she had upset her teacher, Qian hastily tried to smooth things over.
"I was just saying, how could I ask you for money? But if I manage to cure people, you can’t say you won’t give anything in return."
"..." This bratty kid!
"You should run laps around the track with every morning; you’re too lazy, you know? Always busy thinking but never exercising. From now on, run in the morning, and after dinner, take a walk by the campus lake. Your health is too poor; at crucial monts, you let us down, like an old Lin Daiyu."
"Get out!!!"
Qian shrugged and walked out, thoughtfully closing the door behind her.
Mr. Liu wanted to hear how she persuaded Hu ijing, but being separated by a wall, so things were just inaudible.
Staring at the white ceiling, Mr. Liu pondered silently whether she was truly getting old. This stage should be left to the young. Qian seed to have such a connection with her; no wonder she always seed pleasing to the eye. But undeniably, this child could understand her notes and apply them, indicating she had intuition and talent. Looking at her grades and usual performance, this child was truly a genius.
Rebirth is too absurd to believe; Mr. Liu only trusts what her eyes can see.
What she saw was that Qian was a genius, but didn’t know how much effort, the nights and days Qian spent in her previous life, how many tis she was punished to copy books, how much criticism and teaching she endured from Mr. Liu, and how she would get head-smashed when she angered her teacher.
Thinking back to those days, Qian still felt trendous pressure.
But all the effort paid off, and everything was used after rebirth.
When Qian pushed open the door to Hu ijing’s room, she couldn’t help but get distracted thinking, this life her teacher shouldn’t torture her as in the previous life, her performance should leave a good impression,
and her teacher should let her copy fewer books — actually, this was Qian’s beautiful illusion.
The harsh reality was that, since Mr. Liu realized Qian chose this profession after reading her notes, she officially saw Qian as her apprentice, and to prevent wasting talent, opened up hell mode as a ntor, but that’s a story for later.
At this mont, filled with beautiful hopes for the future, Qian opened the ward door just as the crying inside abruptly stopped.
Hu ijing turned her head, seeing a girl with a beauty mole who looked familiar, stopped crying and stared at Qian with trepidation, moving closer to the wall.
"Do I look familiar?"
"Who are you?"
"I’m Chen Xiaoqian, ijing, do you rember ?"
"I don’t rember! Let go, you have no right to lock up like this, this is restricting my freedom, let go quickly!"
Hu ijing spoke with a strong nasal tone, her voice was hoarse too.
Her temperant indeed changed, her previous gentleness was completely gone. Hu ijing’s original personality was indeed fiery, even her aura had changed.
"Let you go, to do what?"
"Let go, I want to go—" Hu ijing rembered that terrifying scene and scread.
She recalled the terrifying sight of Lone Wolf’s body, Qian let her scream and then spoke to her.
"You can tell your grievances, it’s okay to cry and scream if you want. When your emotions stabilize, I can take you out."
"I want to see Lone Wolf, I want to see him... Is he dead? That’s not him."
"Sorry, he’s dead."
Reality’s cruel truth was sothing Qian chose to tell her.
Hu ijing’s vision blacked out again, she fainted.
Chu Xuan and Mr. Liu ca in one after another, and seeing his wife’s pitiful state, Chu Xuan hurriedly questioned Qian.
"How did you make her pass out?"
"I have a serious question to ask you; do you want to save the adult, or the child?"
"What do you an?"
"I have two treatnt plans; one is conservative to keep her in her current state. If you want to save the child, go this route, but it’s risky. If she recalls during pregnancy, she might break down more than this ti, and no one can stop it. Both mother and child could be lost. Even if she survives pregnancy and gives birth, she could relapse soday with the sa result, and by then, she cannot be saved."
The revelation hit Chu Xuan hard; he took a step back.
"I also have an aggressive plan. Though it might cause mood swings and cannot keep the child, she has a high chance of safely passing through, and with luck, even the child may be saved. Which plan do you choose?"
"Save the adult," Chu Xuan said without hesitation.
Qian nodded and pressed a recording pen in her pocket.
"Why? You’re the only child, waited so long for this child."
"Jingjin is unique; I only want Jingjin, even if it ans never having a child. As long as she’s there."
"Do you love her as a person or her gentle character? If her personality changes one day to soone other than the gentle woman she was, would you still love her and accept her?"
"Does it matter? She’s Jingjin; whatever she becos, she’s Jingjin. She stayed with during my manic episodes, and I won’t leave her when she’s sick now. Mr. Chen, na your price—whatever it is, even if I have to sell my house, just cure her, even if... she doesn’t know soday."
"Oh?"
"I actually know... she has soone unforgettable in her heart. She sotis calls his na in her dreams; I know his na is Liu Shuang, though I don’t know if he’s the Lone Wolf she ntions... But it doesn’t matter! She’s Jingjin, I want Jingjin!"
He knows? Qian didn’t expect this, and Mr. Liu probably didn’t know either.
Mr. Liu and Qian both felt Chu Xuan was a narrow-minded man prone to overthinking, hence why he suffers from manic disorder.
For this reason, no one told him about Hu ijing’s past to prevent him from worrying unnecessarily.
Yet unexpectedly, Chu Xuan already knew!
"It doesn’t matter who she liked before; now she’s my wife. I just want you to cure her so she stops hurting herself, irrespective of the child. Even if she forgets ... it doesn’t matter."
"If she truly forgets you, what will you do?"
No one noticed, as Qian asked this, Hu ijing on the bed slightly flitted her tightly closed eyes.
"If she forgets, I can make her rember again. If she never rembers, I’ll keep being good to her so she’ll accept again."
This answer left Qian, who had seen countless people as a CEO, silent for a very long ti.
"Alright, I understand. The rest of you can leave now. Grandfather, go and untie my teacher; it’s not good for her health to be tied up all the ti, and she has sothing for you to do."
"She scratches..." Mr. Liu said particularly aggrievedly.
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