nucmednet Chapter 262 I've Returned Home Already
Chapter 262 I've Returned Home Already
The Goldsmith Bay Villa in Kuncheng is a building as quiet as a medieval castle. In one of the quiet bedrooms, the dim light shines in the corner, outlining a lonely figure.
He sat quietly at the computer desk, like a silent sculpture. Only the rustling sound of the pen in his hand rubbing against the paper broke the suffocating silence.
It was a heavy and solemn writing, a "suicide note" carrying endless affection and determination.
遗书
To my beloved Xiaoji:
When I started writing this letter, the memories of the past came flooding back. The years I spent with you, whether it was the happy laughter or the sad tears, are all like stars inlaid in the long river of my life, shining brightly, making me feel that I have no regrets in this life.
Xiaoji, you are so kind. Your kindness is like a strong light that penetrates the dark world. Your benevolence and kindness are like a panacea that heals the pain in the world.
Because of this, you use your life to save all living beings; I am willing to be your guardian in my own way.
I will overcome all difficulties for you and protect you from the wind and frost. Even if I have to give up everything I have, I will be happy to do it.
Now, when you see this letter, perhaps I have reached the end of my life and am no longer able to protect you. I hope you can understand my helplessness.
I can't remember the time I pulled you back from the brink of death, but my health has been deteriorating, as if it has run out of fuel; I often fall into a bad state like hibernation.
Every time you fall ill, the condition is extremely serious, like a raging flood, ruthlessly attacking the defense line of life.
That kind of power is terrifying, as if the god of death is approaching you step by step, trying to take you away from me. Every time, I know clearly that if I don't do my best, the god of death will drag you into endless darkness and separate us forever.
So, every time I try my best and fight the death to the death, even if I have to exchange my life for his, I just want you to return safely.
Because you are the most precious thing in my life, I will never allow anyone or anything to take you away easily.
Here, I solemnly promise that this is my last wish. I am willing to devote myself to you, Mr. Mu Xiaoji, without reservation.
If one day I fall into an unconscious state and you need treatment due to organ damage, I am willing to unconditionally transplant my organs to you, allowing my life to continue in your body and continue to fulfill my mission of protecting you.
May the rest of your life be filled with peace and joy, my love Xiaoji.
Will writer: Jiang Chengyu
January 23, XX year
After Jiang Chengyu signed his name, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and his choked tears wet the paper. It was difficult to express in words what he wanted to say.
After a moment, he calmed down and continued to write another letter.
遗书
Hello, beautiful Miss Karina Winston:
I, Kate, write this suicide note while I am still conscious.
I met Miss Karina Winston in the sea, and was saved by the Winston family. During the two years I spent at Winston Manor, I was spared from the hardships of wind and rain thanks to Miss Karina's meticulous care and companionship. I will never forget this kindness. If there is an afterlife, I will repay Miss's deep friendship.
Now my time is coming, and when you read this letter, I may have passed away. Miss Karina, your brilliant smile is the eternal light in my heart.
I have one last wish: if Mr. Mu Xiaoji's old illness relapses after I pass away, please arrange for Professors Drucker and Adress to perform an organ transplant on him. This is my last concern.
Thank you for having you in my life, Miss Karina. I hope you will not be too sad because of my departure. I will protect you in another world.
Will: Kate
January 23, XX
After Jiang Chengyu finished writing two suicide notes in his room, he carefully sorted them out with a solemn look, and then gently put them into a somewhat old-looking file bag. After doing all this, he slowly stood up and walked to the window with slightly heavy steps. He stood there quietly, looking at the colorful and bright lights outside the window, with complex lights flashing in his eyes, as if thousands of words were swallowed up by this endless night.
The next morning, the sun shone through the window onto Jiang Chengyu's face. He slowly opened his eyes, a look of determination in his eyes. After a simple wash, he went downstairs to the restaurant.
In the restaurant, Song Shijie was eating quietly by himself. The surroundings were so quiet that only the slight sound of tableware colliding could be heard. Jiang Chengyu smiled slightly and greeted politely, "Good morning, Uncle Song."
Song Shijie raised his head upon hearing the voice, and a loving smile immediately appeared on his face, his eyes full of praise: "Cheng Yu, you have a very good habit. Many young people nowadays can't get up early like you tomorrow!"
Jiang Chengyu bowed humbly and responded, "People's living habits are very important. I have been like this since I was a child, and it has gradually formed over time."
After saying that, he let out a long sigh, as if he was mustering up a lot of courage, then walked up to Song Shijie and slowly sat down.
He gently placed the file bag he had been holding tightly in his hand on the dining table, his expression became extremely serious, and he looked directly into Song Shijie's eyes and said, "Uncle Song, you must keep this well. You must keep it well.
If Xiaoji gets sick one day, you can take it out and go to the mountain landing machine to find Miss Karina Winston. She will help you treat Xiaoji. "
Song Shijie looked at the file bag in front of him with a puzzled look in his eyes. He frowned and asked, "What is this? Why do you want to go to Miss Karina Winston? Isn't it enough for Xiaoji to have you? You are the one who knows Xiaoji's condition best."
Jiang Chengyu tried to force a faint smile, trying to ease the tense atmosphere: "Uncle Song, please don't ask. Anyway, when Xiaoji is in danger, you can take it out and go to the mountain landing machine to find Karina."
Uncle Song did not give up. He keenly sensed that something was wrong and asked, "What happened between you two? Are you hiding something from me?"
Jiang Chengyu's eyes flashed with panic, but he quickly regained his composure and said with a smile: "No, Uncle Song, I'm going back to the Seaview Villa District to take a look. If you have anything, please call me."
Song Shijie looked at Jiang Chengyu, his heart full of confusion, and responded mechanically: "Oh."
After Jiang Chengyu finished speaking, he stood up and quickly left the restaurant, leaving Song Shijie alone in a daze. Song Shijie looked at Jiang Chengyu's tall and slightly lonely back, feeling mixed emotions and an ominous premonition.
In the Jinyang Villa in G City, time seemed to stand still and yet it was quietly moving. It had been more than a week since Little Devil went to the military hospital. For Mu Xiaoji, every minute and every second during this period was torture.
He locked himself in his bedroom every day, like a wounded little animal, unwilling to step out of the door. On the wall of the bedroom, there was a photo of him and Jiang Chengyu. The two of them in the photo were smiling brightly and full of happiness.
Mu Xiaoji seemed to be possessed. He sat on the sofa in his bedroom almost all day long. His eyes always fell on the photo involuntarily. Everything around him seemed to have nothing to do with him. His heart was completely filled with longing and worry.
At this moment, Mu Xiaoji held his forehead tiredly, curled up on the sofa, and fell into a light sleep unknowingly.
In the dream, Jiang Chengyu's familiar figure appeared. He still had his usual sunny smile and was running in the woods with a happy pace.
As he ran, he shouted to Mu Xiaoji, "Xiaoji, hurry up! My little bamboo house is just ahead! I'm so happy to be back here this time! Do you want to stay with me?"
Mu Xiaoji frowned slightly and said unhappily, "I don't want to! There are so many patients in Renxin Hospital waiting for me to treat them! Little monster, have you wanted to leave me for a long time?"
Jiang Chengyu hurriedly stopped, his eyes full of grievance: "No, Xiaoji, I just want you to stay with me in the little bamboo house for a while. If you don't want to, I won't force you. I can come back and live here by myself!"
A trace of loneliness flashed in Mu Xiaoji's eyes, and he said with a look of loss: "Little monster, when did your heart no longer belong to me?"
Jiang Chengyu was so anxious that his face turned red, and he hurriedly explained: "No, Xiaoji, I only have you in my heart. If you don't believe me, I'll show it to you."
After saying that, Jiang Chengyu actually reached his hand slowly into his chest, and then slowly took out the living heart. The heart was still dripping with blood, beating strongly in Jiang Chengyu's hand, as if telling of his love for Mu Xiaoji.
Seeing this, Mu Xiaoji was so frightened that he woke up from his dream. He was sweating profusely and breathing heavily, with fear still in his eyes.
After a while, he muttered to himself, "Little Monster, it's been a few days and you didn't even call me."
He swallowed his dry saliva, sighed helplessly, picked up his phone, found Cao Guohua's number, and dialed it.
Soon, the call was connected, and Cao Guohua's voice came from the other end: "Hello, Mr. Mu, what can I do for you?"
Mu Xiaoji asked hurriedly: "Hello, Professor Cao, it's been a week, Jiang Chengyu hasn't woken up yet?"
Cao Guohua replied in surprise: "Huh? He went home a long time ago! He slept here for two days and was awakened by a hurried phone call at night.
Then, he said goodbye to me in a hurry, saying that it was time for him to go home and left. "
Mu Xiaoji asked nervously, "Going home?"
"Yes." Cao Guohua answered concisely.
Mu Xiaoji was a little flustered: "I've been at home the whole time and didn't see him come back!" Mu Xiaoji suddenly remembered that he had always locked the door, maybe the little monster went to another bedroom.
I hurriedly said, "Okay, professor, that's it. Sorry to bother you. I'll go see if he's back in the other room. Bye!"
After that, Mu Xiaoji hung up the phone and hurried out of the bedroom. He searched through several bedrooms upstairs, calling Jiang Chengyu's name while searching.
"Little monster, little monster?" But every room was empty, there was no sign of Jiang Chengyu.
Cui Jiani and Mu Huiying looked up at Mu Xiaoji's hurried footsteps, frantically searching every bedroom upstairs.
At this time, Mu Xiaoji was looking down from upstairs and saw Cui Jiani accompanying her mother in the restaurant. He hurried down the stairs and walked towards the restaurant.
His voice trembled a little because of anxiety: "Jiani, have you seen the little monster come back?"
Cui Jiani said in surprise: "No, I haven't left here for a week. And I slept in the living room at night, it's impossible for me not to know when he came back."
After hearing this, Mu Xiaoji recalled the scene in his dream, where the little monster was holding his bloody heart. The scene was so real, as if it was happening right before his eyes.
At this moment, his whole body began to tremble uncontrollably, and his heart was filled with fear, fearing that the terrible thing would really happen.
He kept mumbling, "Professor Cao said he left the military hospital and went home a long time ago. If he didn't come back here, where could he have gone?"
Mu Xiaoji sat helplessly on the dining chair, his lips trembling, his hands and feet shaking uncontrollably, his disordered emotions surged like a tide, all kinds of bad thoughts flooded into his mind, making him almost fall into despair.