He seemed to be more resistant to treatment than before, so Shi Xiaonian did not persist.
Besides, there were no doctors in this world who dared to guarantee that they would be able to cure her, other than that Lancaster Mo Nuo.
All she had to do was hold him on her own, stay with him twenty-four hours a day, and make him calm down a little.
"Say it again."
Gong Ou liked to hear her speak like that."I love you, Gong Ou."
Shi Xiaonian said.
"Mhmm."
Gong Ou raised his eyebrows in satisfaction and carried her on his back as he continued to walk towards their carriage.Italy.
The sun was shining in the sky, but the bar was dark, like a dark night, and the lights were dazzling.
The large bar was empty. The air was filled with the smell of alcohol, but there was no one inside.
In the corner of the sofa, a slender figure was sitting with a glass of wine in his white, slender fingers. Under his short, fragmented hair, he had outstanding facial features, deep eyebrows, long, narrow eyes, a straight nose, and slightly pursed lips.
He sat there and drained his cup in one gulp, then slammed it back down.The coffee table in front of him was filled with all kinds of wine.
Eyebrow-scar Doctor walked in from the outside and walked in right in front of him. He lowered his head and said, "Young Master Mu, I have dealt with the matters that Mr. Xi has entrusted me with."
"Yes."Mu Qianchu sat there and indifferently replied as he poured himself a cup of wine and downed it in one gulp.
"Young Master Mu, your physique is not as good as ordinary people. It's better to drink less, and Elder Xi is not satisfied with the efficiency of your work." The Eyebrow-scar Doctor bent down and took the wine cup from his hand.
Mu Qianchu leaned on the sofa, looked at him coldly, and said, "You are sending a message for Elder Xi? "Don't forget, you were originally a person who failed to fulfill his dreams and was chased down by others. I was the one who transferred you to my side to train you."
"Of course I remember what Young Master Mu did to me, that's why I reminded you, Elder Xi still values you."
Eyebrow-scar Doctor stood there and said respectfully.
"Respect? If you think too highly of him, you wouldn't marry minuscule thought to anyone else. "sneered, and raised a cup of wine to her lips to drink it in one gulp, that taste was as though it was burning, "After Xi Yu's death, the Elder Xi was depressed, but I was the one who slowly took over Xi Yu's hand. During this period of time, how many things have I done for the Xi Family, what were the results? When they married the minuscule thought to someone else, did they ever hesitate at all? "
Hearing this, the Eyebrow-scar Doctor let out a light sigh, "Young Master Mu, there are so many girls in this world, there's really no need to spend so much time on one person."As soon as she finished her sentence, several dancers wearing sexy outfits walked onto the stage. Amidst the intense music, they began to climb up the steel pipes and start dancing passionately.
He was the only customer present.The dancers gave him flirtatious glances as they danced.
Mu Qianchu picked up the bottle and poured a cup of wine into it, "What do you know?"
"Young Master Mu, drinking is a misunderstanding."The Eyebrow-scar Doctor said.
"Yes, it was a mistake." Mu Qianchu raised his wine cup, his long and narrow eyes focused on the alcohol inside, his lips curved up in a self-deprecating smile, "Originally, minuscule thought was somewhat guilty towards me, but in the end, drinking wine led to an accident. Now, she is peacefully enjoying her love, and completely doesn't remember the existence of someone like me."
There was no phone call.
He didn't even mention his name when he was on the phone with his parents.
How many times had he sat by Xu Bingxin's side? He had watched Xu Bingxin and her talking on the phone until the end, as if he was a person who had never appeared before, and disappeared completely from her life.He had forgotten how many times he had been injured by her.
How could a woman be so heartless?
"Mr. Mou."The hotel's dancers served a bucket of iced wine, not ice, but specially made piles of snow.
The bottle was placed on the snow in the bucket.
Mu Qianchu lowered his gaze and looked at the bucket of snow.
He did not remember White Snow, but he remembered the time he pinched the snow ball with Shi Xiaonian. At that time, Shi Xiaonian was not there, nor was it the powerful Gong Ou.
"Qianchu, this is snow. It's icy cold."
"minuscule thought's hands are as cold as this one."Mu Qianchu looked at the snow in the pail, reached out and grabbed a handful of snow, the Eyebrow-scar Doctor frowned, "Young Master Mu."
"…"
Mu Qianchu opened his palm and watched the snow slowly melt into water.How heartless, minuscule thought.
How could she not even contact him? She said that he was her most important friend, yet friends were meant to be forgotten?
The snow was too cold, causing his hands to become ice-cold.Mu Qianchu watched as the snow in his hands completely vanished into nothingness. He picked up a bottle of wine and gulped it down his mouth.
The dancers danced hot on the stage.
Mu Qianchu was drunk, he slowly fell down on the sofa, his slender hands were pressing on the wood barrel, the wood barrel fell, the wine bottle inside fell, and pure white snow fell.
He fell to the ground and reached for the snow.
"Don't fall, don't fall."The snow still fell to the ground, gradually turning into water.
The snow had melted.
Why did it become complete?
Faintly, Mu Qianchu felt like he was a teenager again. Shi Xiaonian held out a snowball to him, letting him feel the icy cold of the snow.
Melting.
Mu Qianchu took out his mobile phone, his vision blurry as he tried to reach that number. He dialed a number, placed the phone by his ear and muttered, "minuscule thought, it's melted, why don't you give me another one."The music in the bar was loud.
Mu Qianchu thought that Shi Xiaonian wouldn't be able to hear his voice, and shouted angrily, "Turn off the music! "Don't argue!"The stage was very close to him, and the dancers were all startled and stopped in their tracks.
The music in the bar soon stopped without a sound.
Mu Qianchu was satisfied with the quietness now. He laid on the sofa and curled his legs, holding onto his phone tightly, he spoke into his phone, "minuscule thought, the snow has melted. Really, look, the snow has melted."
What responded wasn't Shi Xiaonian's voice.It was a mechanical female voice.
The woman's voice reminded him, if no one picked up his call, Shi Xiaonian would not pick up his call.Once she returned to Gong Ou's side, she only had him left in her world.
She didn't want the memories of their youth, the memories of him saving her to accompany her, she didn't want him, she didn't want them anymore.
She only wanted Gong Ou.
No matter how long it would take, she only wanted Gong Ou.
He was the only one who kept his memories and promises from his youth."Bam!"
Mu Qianchu smashed his phone fiercely against the wall. His head suddenly hurt, and he reached out to press his head down, opening his eyes to look around. Everything in front of him was in his line of sight, making him dizzy.
His vision blurred.
Mu Qianchu laid on the sofa, looking at the blurry red light in front of him, he was easily intoxicated.Drunk again.
Good for him to be drunk. This way, his heart wouldn't hurt anymore.
He no longer needed to think about her or taste the pain of losing her time and time again.Mu Qianchu slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep on the sofa.
The moment he opened his eyes again, the white light from the wall made Mu Qianchu feel especially uncomfortable. He suddenly sat up, and his eyes started to blur as he looked in front of him.This is not a bar.
It was the hospital. At the door of the ward, Eyebrow-scar Doctor and two doctors in white gowns were standing there and talking about something.
A splitting headache.
Every time he woke up, his head hurt.
Mu Qianchu pressed a hand on his head, closed his eyes and opened them again. His vision was still blurry, as though there was a layer of faint mist covering it.
He squeezed his eyes shut, rubbed between them, and opened them again.As he opened his eyes, Mu Qianchu's handsome face flashed with a touch of paleness.
It didn't change.
His vision had not become clear. It was still the same, as if there was an extremely thin layer of gauze covering his eyes.
Mu Qianchu opened his eyes in shock and immediately extended his hands to look down.
It was visible, but not clear.
Why was it like this?
"Young Master Mu."
Eyebrow-scar Doctor walked in from the ward and bowed his head to Mu Qianchu.
"Why did you send me to the hospital?" Mu Qianchu sat on the sickbed and glared at him."Young Master Mu, after you got drunk at the bar last night, you said that your eyes were sore and you said that you had a headache. That's why I sent you to the hospital." Eyebrow-scar Doctor said as he stood there.
He couldn't remember.
He was too drunk to remember, he only remembered that he wanted to find the minuscule thought and that he had called her but she had ignored him.
Ever since he had recovered his memories, he had always looked at Shi Xiaonian's back, again and again.
"And then?" Mu Qianchu asked coldly, "I want the result."
"Has Young Master Mu had a craniotomy before? Moreover, is it because of an eye disease?"Eyebrow-scar Doctor asked.
"So what?" Mu Qianchu lifted his blanket and got off the bed. Wearing a blue disease suit, he walked to the window and asked indifferently, "What happened?"
"If the diagnosis is correct, you …" Eyebrow-scar Doctor stood behind him and paused for a moment before continuing, "Your eye disease has recur, how do you feel now?"
Recurrence of eye disease.
Mu Qianchu stood in front of the window and his hand that was hanging by his side trembled.
He had nothing left, but his eyes had come back to find him.
Seeing that Mu Qianchu did not speak, the Eyebrow-scar Doctor said, "Young Master Mu has too many worries and think too much, and usually does not pay attention to maintenance. Adding the fact that you have been drinking and staying up all night, these may all be the cause of the eye disease recurring.""I'll be blind again."
Mu Qianchu slowly said the result."At this stage, he will not be completely blind, but Young Master Mu needs to be prepared to undergo the operation again." Eyebrow-scar Doctor said, he understood medical knowledge.
"What are the chances of success?"
Mu Qianchu asked."…"
The Eyebrow-scar Doctor was silent."20%?" or less than ten percent? " Mu Qianchu stood at the window, his entire body enveloped in sunlight. He sneered, "The doctor who operated on me said before, if there is a recurrence, you can't hope to see it anymore."
Chapter end
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