Yuan Qingling took Mo Yi into Xiaoyue Pavilion and closed the door, not allowing anyone to come in.
Mo Yi looked very nervous and looked at the Crown Princess of the Northern Tang Dynasty uneasily.
"Please sit down!" Yuan Qingling looked at Mo Yi and said softly.
Mo Yi sat down and rubbed his hands nervously, "The three places you just mentioned...do you know or what happened?"
Yuan Qingling also sat down, suppressed the excitement in her heart, and asked a series of questions: "What era are you from? How did you get here? You said you can go home, is it true?"
Mo Yi hesitated to speak, not daring to speak directly. After thinking about it, he nodded slightly, "Everyone has to go home."
Yuan Qingling said sadly: "I can't go back."
Mo Yi looked at her and said nothing, but there was some clarity in his expression.
"You..." Mo Yi hesitated, remembering the regent's instructions, and felt a little taboo in her heart. However, meeting the fellow villagers here made her excited again, and she suddenly became a little careless, "How did you get here?
"
Yuan Qingling smiled bitterly, "I don't know, something happened in modern times, and I was here after waking up. Now I can't figure out what happened. What about you? What happened to you? You said you could go home, are you serious?
of?"
Mo Yi nodded, "I was invited here to do the project, and I will go back after finishing it."
Yuan Qingling was shocked, "Someone can travel through time and space? Who is it?"
Mo Yi said awkwardly: "I can't say this."
Yuan Qingling was a little disappointed, but expressed his understanding. If someone could travel through time and space, he must be a genius, and he would definitely not want to reveal his identity to avoid disaster.
After asking about the age and address carefully, Yuan Qingling discovered that Mo Yi was of the same age as her, and that he had been dead for a year when she came.
In other words, she and Mo Yi are in the same time and space.
After Mo Yi asked about Yuan Qingling's address and workplace, he remembered something and asked quickly: "Are you the genius doctor who died in the laboratory?"
Yuan Qing Ling nodded silently, "My death will cause quite a big fuss, right?"
Mo Yi said calmly: "You were only discovered a day after your death. It made headlines for two or three days. Hot searches on Weibo were high, and everyone was speculating on the cause of your death. The authorities announced that it was sudden death, but someone from the hospital revealed it.
It is said that you only have no heartbeat or pulse, but you are not brain dead."
Yuan Qingling was surprised, "If I'm not brain dead, how can I be judged to be dead?"
"Clinically dead," Mo Yi said.
Yuan Qingling was shocked, "When you say that I am not brain dead, do you mean that my brainstem reflex function has not completely disappeared?"
"I don't know, how do we know the inside story?" Mo Yi said.
Yuan Qingling shook his head, thinking that such a thing could not happen, "How is this possible? Since my heart has stopped, my breathing has stopped, and it was only discovered a day ago, how come my brain stem still has reflex function? This is not
It’s possible!”
Mo Yi said: "Then I really don't know. It's just some gossip on the Internet. However, one thing is very certain. Your body was not cremated. The bioengineering company you worked for had your body frozen with the consent of your parents.
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Yuan Qingling was shocked. The junior had never told her about this. Could it be that he didn't know about it either? However, he said that he had spent his whole life studying her academics and knew her affairs well. How come he didn't even know about such a big thing?
She couldn't laugh or cry and said: "So, there is no conclusion whether I am dead or not?"
Mo Yi really didn't know that although she had eaten this melon in modern times, she didn't eat it deeply. She was very busy. How could she have time to care about the life and death of a so-called genius doctor?
Moreover, she is not a medical student, and she has relatively few contacts with people in the medical field. The so-called gossips are only seen through Weibo occasionally. It was the frozen news that made a big fuss, so she remembered it more deeply.
Looking at Yuan Qingling's sad and helpless expression, she sighed softly, "Princess, don't be sad. Things have become like this, and you are living well now. You have given birth to three children. Could it be that
Do you still want to go back? What should you do here? Leave it behind?"