After being admitted to a private hospital under Luo Xichen's name for two weeks, Su Wanqing's brain dissociation surgery began. At the same time, Luo Xichen also began his journey to Los Angeles.
Dr. Truman lived in a lakeside house in the suburbs of Los Angeles. He lived alone. In the eyes of his neighbors, he was an out-and-out weird old man.
"Mr. Truman, I want to ask you to save my wife."
Luo Xichen got straight to the point and said what he wanted.
Truman took his fishing rod and sat by the lake, dozing off while fishing, as if he didn't hear anything, and didn't even raise his slightly squinted eyelids.
Seeing this, Luo Xichen sat down directly next to him and looked at the calm lake.
"I love my wife very much. She is pregnant, but there is a piece of metal in her brain stuck in a blood vessel. The doctor said she is likely to die."
"Mr. Truman, I beg you to save her."
The old man didn't speak and just took a nap. When it got dark, he put away his fishing rod and returned to the house with two fish in his hands.
Luo Xichen looked at his slightly staggering back, thoughtfully.
In the evening, he received a call from City X. Wan Qing's operation was successful, the mother and child were safe, and the metal fragments were away from the blood vessels and free in the cerebrospinal fluid.
In the next few days, Luo Xichen would appear at the lake every afternoon, holding a fishing rod and fishing with the old man.
During this period, he occasionally talked about things between him and Wan Qing, but the old man had been napping and I don't know if he listened.
Not long after, the neighbors discovered that there was another young man who liked to talk to himself by the lake, a pair of weird people.
Finally, on the evening of the tenth day, the old man opened his eyes. His brown eyes were exceptionally bright, reflecting the vicissitudes and wisdom of the years.
"Young man, have you seen the 'Morning Star'?"
"What?" Luo Xichen raised his head in surprise.
This was the first thing the old professor said to himself in ten days.
"Have you seen the 'Morning Star'? It was a token of love between my late wife and I. I have been looking for it for a long time."
Truman squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the distant starry sky, seeming to be lost in beautiful memories.
"I know where the 'Morning Star' is." Luo Xichen's eyes were determined and his thin lips were slightly hooked, "Mr. Truman, are you willing to go to China with me?"
Truman suddenly became excited, and the gray beard on his lips trembled, and said in a trembling voice: "You have the Morning Star? In pairs?"
"Yes, the pair is in my hands." Luo Xichen said solemnly, "I will give it to you after you save my wife."
The "Star of Morning" sank at the bottom of the holy lake of the church in City X. He and Wan Qing threw it into it together. It was on that day that the two of them took an oath and made a private vow for life.
It takes an instant to catch it.
"You have the 'Morning Star'? Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Mr. Truman suddenly became excited, "I have been looking for half a life, but there is no news. It is Hannah's, Hannah's...last wish."
"Don't be excited, old man. We can book a flight ticket and go back to pick it up now."
Luo Xichen knew that Wan Qing could be saved.
**.**.**.**.
When Su Wanqing woke up, she found herself lying in the sterile care unit of the ICU, and the usual heaviness in her mind was gone.
"Mrs. Luo, are you awake?" A young nurse cheered beside her, "I'll notify the doctor."
After saying that, she pushed the door open and went out. After staying in a private hospital under Luo Xichen's name for two weeks, Su Wanqing's brain dissociation surgery began. At the same time, Luo Xichen also started his journey to Los Angeles.
Dr. Truman lived in a lakeside house in the suburbs of Los Angeles. He lived alone. In the eyes of his neighbors, he was an out-and-out weird old man.
"Mr. Truman, I want to ask you to save my wife."
Luo Xichen got straight to the point and said what he wanted.
Truman took his fishing rod and sat by the lake, dozing off while fishing, as if he didn't hear anything, and didn't even raise his slightly squinted eyelids.
Seeing this, Luo Xichen sat down directly next to him and looked at the calm lake.
"I love my wife very much. She is pregnant, but there is a piece of metal in her brain stuck in a blood vessel. The doctor said she is likely to die."
"Mr. Truman, I beg you to save her."
The old man didn't speak and just took a nap. When it got dark, he put away his fishing rod and returned to the house with two fish in his hands.
Luo Xichen looked at his slightly staggering back, thoughtfully.
In the evening, he received a call from City X. Wan Qing's operation was successful, the mother and child were safe, and the metal fragments were away from the blood vessels and free in the cerebrospinal fluid.
In the next few days, Luo Xichen would appear at the lake every afternoon, holding a fishing rod and fishing with the old man.
During this period, he occasionally talked about things between him and Wan Qing, but the old man had been napping and I don't know if he listened.
Not long after, the neighbors discovered that there was another young man who liked to talk to himself by the lake, a pair of weird people.
Finally, on the evening of the tenth day, the old man opened his eyes. His brown eyes were exceptionally bright, reflecting the vicissitudes and wisdom of the years.
"Young man, have you seen the 'Morning Star'?"
"What?" Luo Xichen raised his head in surprise.
This was the first thing the old professor said to himself in ten days.
"Have you seen the 'Morning Star'? It was a token of love between my late wife and I. I have been looking for it for a long time."
Truman squinted his eyes slightly and looked at the distant starry sky, seeming to be lost in beautiful memories.
"I know where the 'Morning Star' is." Luo Xichen's eyes were determined and his thin lips were slightly hooked, "Mr. Truman, are you willing to go to China with me?"
Truman suddenly became excited, and the gray beard on his lips trembled, and said in a trembling voice: "You have the Morning Star? In pairs?"
"Yes, the pair is in my hands." Luo Xichen said solemnly, "I will give it to you after you save my wife."
The "Star of Morning" sank at the bottom of the holy lake of the church in City X. He and Wan Qing threw it into it together. It was on that day that the two of them took an oath and made a private vow for life.
It takes an instant to catch it.
"You have the 'Morning Star'? Why didn't you tell me earlier!" Mr. Truman suddenly became excited, "I have been looking for half a life, but there is no news. It is Hannah's, Hannah's...last wish."
"Don't be excited, old man. We can book a flight ticket and go back to pick it up now."
Luo Xichen knew that Wan Qing could be saved.
**.**.**.**.
When Su Wanqing woke up, she found herself lying in the sterile care unit of the ICU, and the usual heaviness in her mind was gone.
"Mrs. Luo, are you awake?" A young nurse cheered beside her, "I'll notify the doctor."
After saying that, she opened the door and went out.