After hearing this, Yu Wenhao felt very distressed. He had always thought about himself, but never thought about Yuan Qingling's mood. It was a great joy to be able to see and reunite with his relatives.
He should be happy for Lao Yuan, instead of worrying uneasily about whether she is leaving.
He held Yuan Qingling's hand and said guiltily: "Old Yuan, you will never be alone. Even if one day I am going to die, I will kill you first and not let you stay alone in this world."
Yuan Qingling looked into his tender eyes. She had to learn to accept how boring it was to fall in love with a straight man. They would always adapt the beautiful love words into all kinds of cruelty and ruthlessness.
Yu Wenhao saw the helplessness in her eyes and said softly: "I almost lost you once. That kind of fear and despair is more uncomfortable than death, so I won't let you try that feeling. It's not that I don't know the style, I just deeply love it.
You know, no one wants to be the one left behind."
Yuan Qing burst into tears and held his hand tightly.
Straight men will occasionally bloom a few strange flowers, because they themselves are strange flowers.
The dead are all gone, but the living are the ones who suffer the most.
Fourth Master Leng's dinner was very sumptuous. Doctor Lin did not come out to eat with everyone, so Fourth Master Leng ordered someone to bring it to her and let her eat in the room.
While eating, Yu Wenhao tried hard to recall the dining etiquette and rules he learned in the palace, and tried his best to look polite and decent.
Although he was so nervous that he could hardly eat, luckily nothing happened.
Fourth Master Leng ordered someone to pour wine. Yu Wenhao was about to take a drink to relieve his tense nerves, but as soon as his hand touched the wine glass, he slowly drew back, "I...I don't like drinking very much."
The first impression was already very bad, and he could no longer leave the impression that he loved drinking to his grandma.
Fourth Master Leng and Prince Su looked at each other. They both thought the prince was very strange. Is there anyone in the royal family of the Northern Tang Dynasty who didn't like to drink?
The Northern Tang Dynasty itself is a nation that loves wine.
Fourth Master Leng is a light-tempered person and does not know how to persuade people to drink. Since he said he would not drink, he did not force him and only raised a glass with Prince Su.
During the dinner, Fourth Master Leng asked Yu Wenhao, "By the way, when you came tonight, why were you covered in blood?"
Yu Wenhao vaguely said, "There is a case."
While eating, talking about such a bloody topic would scare the old man.
However, Yuan Qingling saw that he was too reserved and was looking for some topics to relax him, so he asked: "What case?
I actually want you to handle it yourself."
Yu Wenhao glanced at his grandma secretly, and saw that she did not look disgusted. Instead, she looked at him curiously. As if waiting for him to speak, he slowly put down his chopsticks and said, "The head catcher has asked for leave for something, and I just have some free time."
I took a trip and saw a murder case on Cheng'an Street. A man and a woman died, naked... Well, I initially suspect that the two of them did something together and were killed."
If these words were said in the past, they would have been said.
But today he had to control himself and try not to say inappropriate words.
Fourth Master Leng exclaimed, "That means a man and a woman had an affair, caught it, and then were killed, right?"
Yu Wenhao said awkwardly: "This... still needs to be verified."
The fourth master is really not polite at all. He can say such ugly things in front of an old man. He is a scum! "Eat, eat!"
Prince Su could see that Yu Wenhao was nervous and uneasy, so he ended the topic.
After dinner, Yu Wenhao had to go back to the Yamen, but he was afraid of neglecting Grandma Yuan, so he kept waiting to see if Grandma Yuan had anything to ask him.
Yuan Qingling said to him: "You go and do your work first. Grandma and I will go back to the house and wait for you."
Grandma Yuan also said gently: "Yes, uncle, if you want to work overtime, go quickly, don't delay your work."
Yu Wenhao breathed a sigh of relief quietly in his heart, stood up and said respectfully: "Then I will go first, and call Xu Yilai later to take you back."
He subconsciously stretched out his hand to rub Yuan Qingling's forehead. This action was habitual. Every time he went out, he would either give her a hug or a kiss. If someone was around, he would reach out and rub his forehead as a farewell.
But now that I had stretched out my hand, I remembered that this action might not be appropriate, and the old man might not understand it, so I took my hand back abruptly, turned around and walked away.
Grandma Yuan saw it and knew that the two of them had a deep relationship, and she felt very relieved.
Yuan Qingling insisted on taking her grandma back home. Xu Yi had already prepared a more spacious and comfortable carriage outside. Yuan Qingling was afraid that grandma would not be able to get used to it and the bumps would be uncomfortable, so she asked Xu Yi to drive more slowly.
Grandma Yuan smiled and said: "Silly boy, grandma has come all the way from Daxing and is used to this kind of transportation. Besides, am I that squeamish?"
"I'm so squeamish!"
Yuan Qingling held her arm and looked at her dreamingly, her eyes still filled with tears, "Grandma, is mom really much better now?
Please don’t lie to me.”
"What are you lying to?"
Grandma Yuan looked at her, stretched out her hand to fix her hair, and said: "During the days when you had the accident, your mother was really in a bad state and suffered from depression, but since Mo Yi came here, she knew that you were still alive.
She was relieved. After all, a heart ailment needs a heart medicine. I came here to find you. They also know that I wrote a letter to you. It is all in my package. When I get home, I will give the letter to you. "
"real?"
Yuan Qingling was very excited, "I still can't believe you are really here, it's like a dream."
"Why am I not?"
There were tears in Grandma Yuan's eyes, "It's so uncomfortable to have a white-haired person give a black-haired person a gift. You have been smart since you were a child, with a high IQ. You have achieved success in the industry at a young age. If this hadn't happened, you would have been in trouble in the future.
You may not have accomplished much, and the outside world will feel sorry for you, but your family members will only feel heartbroken."
Yuan Qingling still can't figure out what happened in the first place. If he died of heart failure due to excessive drug dosage, and he died immediately, how could his consciousness drift to a person in another time and space?
She remembered what her junior had said, and hurriedly asked: "Grandma, did you freeze me?"
Grandma Yuan nodded and said, "Yes, although your heartbeat and breathing are gone, you are not brain dead. Therefore, they think that future medical technology can save you, so they freeze you."
Yuan Qingling didn't believe her junior's words before, but even her grandma said so, which shows that her brain cells are really not dead.
There is such a thing as heart beating but brain death, but the heart stops breathing and breathing stops, but the brain cells are still active. She is really puzzled by it.
"Then after my death, did some scientific magazines publish any arguments on this issue?"
Yuan Qingling asked.
"There is no brilliant insight. Some people even suspect that this is an illusion created by the biological company you work for."
Grandma Yuan looked at her, "Actually, you know the best about the medicine you developed yourself. What do you think is the reason?"
Yuan Qingling naturally thought about it, but after she came here, she didn't know the original condition of her body, and she couldn't get the data on the abnormality displayed by her brain, so it was difficult to make inferences.
After a pause, she said: "I thought it might be the medicine that caused my heart to be unable to load and cause heart failure. But from a certain perspective, my medicine was successfully developed. After the medicine was injected, my brain cells continued to function.