I have special communication skills

Chapter 148

There was nothing wrong with Yang Mianmian's going abroad. Jing Chu applied for a passport for her, and at the same time, he himself took a long vacation.

Director Liu told him: "It's impossible for the special case team not to accept cases during such a long vacation."

"I see."

"I will find someone suitable to take your place."

"it is good."

Seeing that Jing Chu had really made up his mind, Director Liu didn't say anything more, he had clearly chosen the latter between his official career and his lover.

Contacting the doctor and arranging the itinerary were all arranged by Jing Chu. Yang Mianmian had never felt that she was so dependent on him.

At this time, without him, can she really persevere alone? If she is the only one who can't even hear the voices of her friends... what will happen?

"There is nothing to love in life." Yang Xiaoyang's tone was very dull, "Only they are friends, if they are all lost, there is no point in living."

Yang Mianmian worked hard to cheer up: "So, God treats me well, and he will accompany me. I have to work hard to recover."

With this thought in mind, she has been in a good state of mind recently, and Jing Chu is busy, so she just holds the book and reads it carefully without disturbing him.

They used to watch TV and chat for entertainment, but now they changed it to jigsaw puzzles. Jing Chu bought the most difficult jigsaw puzzle for her, 1000 pieces and 1000 colors. Such difficulty aroused Yang Mianmian's curiosity. Most of the time she sits on the bed and concentrates on playing.

At this time, not being able to hear the sound made her more able to do one thing without distraction, and when one does one thing wholeheartedly, other negative emotions rarely appear.

Until the day of leaving the country, she still had part of the puzzle, and Jing Chu pulled her away: "If you take the plane, you have to arrive early. If the traffic jam is serious, we will be late."

"Okay." Yang Mianmian regretted that she couldn't take away so many puzzle pieces, so she could only reluctantly leave. Before she left, she habitually said, "I'm leaving."

As soon as the words came out of my mouth, I realized that I couldn't hear them, and I couldn't help feeling sad, but who would have thought that the TV would be turned on suddenly, and it would play: "Walking around~ the road is long and the water is long..."

Yang Mianmian turned her head: "Let's go."

Damen wiped away tears: "Mianmian, don't give up, we will take good care of the house, come back early."

The TV was nagging: "I don't know if I can get used to going to a foreign country. Fortunately, Jing Chu takes care of her, so we can rest assured."

People don't understand the brain circuit of microwave ovens: "Two people go, will there be three people when we come back..."

Yang Mianmian was flying for the first time, but she was not very interested. After the plane stabilized, she took out her Kindle to read. After reading for a while, she closed her eyes and rested, playing cards with Yang Xiaoyang in the sea of ​​consciousness.

"Is it a little crazy to play cards with yourself?"

"Are you kidding, what about the person who plays chess with himself?"

"Makes sense."

After playing a few rounds of cards, Yang Mianmian became sleepy, his eyes opened and closed, and the plane was about to land.

Their destination is Boston, where there is a well-known research institute, Yi Lushen, which specializes in the study of brain problems, and later became one of the world-renowned hospitals, and Jing Chu’s father, Jing Qin, is the researcher. One of the hospital's investors.

"This name... is a bit special." Although Yang Mianmian was full of worries, she was also surprised when she learned that a brain hospital was named Yi Lushen.

Yi Lushen, hallucinations, is everything produced by the brain real or are we hallucinations?Or maybe life is just an illusion.But such a literary and artistic connotation really feels weird. Under normal circumstances, shouldn't it be a slightly more normal name?

Jing Chu clenched his fist and coughed: "My father took it."

Yang Mianmian: "..." She straightened her face, "Uncle is really a person with connotations."

"Okay, I know you're complaining about him." Jing Chu has always slandered her parents since she was a child, and she can completely understand her mentality. There is no rule in their family that they are not allowed to talk about their elders. Parents and children have always been equal as friends. , Jing Qin once had a long talk with Jing Chu before the divorce. He told his son what he wanted. Jing Chu couldn't understand him when he was young, but he still respected his father's choice.

He didn't feel that as a son of man, he had the natural right to interfere with his parents' emotional choices. Bai Xiangxue and Jing Qin were his parents, but before that, they were also independent people.

It's just that at a certain point in time, when he suddenly realized that he and his father had the same preferences, his mood was not usually complicated.

The nature of father and son still exists.

Just as he was thinking, a middle-aged man came over, wearing a white coat, black hair, blue eyes, Caucasian, with a very enthusiastic attitude: "Hi, I'm Brown."

He said these few words in Chinese, which seemed to have been used many times and was quite fluent. Jing Chu smiled, shook hands with him, and communicated with him in English: "Hello, Dr. Brown."

"I've got a general idea of ​​the situation, and we'll talk as we go." Brown is a talkative but efficient person, and he didn't waste much time, taking them around the laboratory while learning about Yang Mianmian's condition.

Prior to this, Jing Chu had already translated the diagnosis and examination reports of domestic doctors into English and passed them on to Brown, so Brown had already known about Yang Mianmian's condition.

"If possible, I would like to do an MRI first. Our equipment will be more accurate than your domestic equipment." After the visit, Dr. Brown made a suggestion to them in his office.

Yang Mianmian nodded dispensably, and Jing Chu had no objection either.

The report will not be available until the next day. After finishing Jing Chu, I took Yang Mianmian back to the hotel to rest. After MRI, people always feel uncomfortable for a while. Yang Mianmian fell asleep not long after lying on the bed. .

Jing Chu held her hand and patted the quilt lightly so that she could sleep more peacefully. I don't know if it was uncomfortable, but her face was a bit ugly, she seemed to be preoccupied.

Also, under such circumstances, can it still be regarded as a tourist trip?

Jing Chu sighed softly, leaned over and kissed her forehead.

It happened that the phone rang, and he got up to answer the phone. Even though he knew she couldn't hear him, he deliberately lowered his voice: "Hello, Dad."

Jing Qin responded softly: "Have you arrived yet?"

"It's here, I've seen it." Jing Chu paused, "The situation is not optimistic."

Jing Qin said: "The condition is not optimistic, you should be optimistic, and don't treat her as a patient too deliberately."

"it is good."

"Stay with her more, she will need you."

"I understand." Jing Chu subconsciously glanced at the sleeping Yang Mianmian, "I understand."

Jing Qin has always been reassuring to him: "If you need it, you are welcome."

"it is good."

After finishing the call with Jing Qin, Jing Chu couldn't help but feel a little relieved. It is undoubtedly a lucky thing to get the unconditional support of his family in this kind of matter. Hearing made him give up on her. On the contrary, they supported him to give up everything and stay by her side at this time.

It was already night when Yang Mianmian woke up, she blinked, and saw that there was only a small bedside lamp on in the room, and Jing Chu was reading with a book, and she secretly glanced at the cover—"Humanity" Brain", she sneaked another glance at Jing Chu, he frowned slightly, obviously trying to understand the obscure meaning in the book, under the dim light, his handsome face was particularly charming.

Jing Chu is not the kind of masculinity that young girls like these days, he is not a beautiful boy in a white shirt with clear features, red lips and white teeth. It feels very safe to hide in the crook of his arms. Moreover, the beautiful boy in the white shirt can be seen from a distance but not played with. But Jing Chu especially wants to be attacked.

So Yang Mianmian really made a move.

Jing Chu was halfway through the book when he felt a little hand reach into his pajamas and touch it. He looked down and saw that she was still pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed.

He laughed and pinched her nose, Yang Mianmian had to open his eyes, he let go, and pecked on the tip of her nose: "Playing again."

Yang Mianmian blinked her eyes innocently: I can't hear what you said now.

Jing Chu scratched the tip of her nose: "What do you want to eat?" He found the menu and gave it to her. This hotel provides drinks and food.

Yang Mianmian ordered fish steaks and red wine, and when she saw the price behind, she dropped the menu in shock: "It's so expensive!" After being with Jing Chu, the quality of life has indeed improved, but it has always remained within an acceptable range. , but it seems that the money she spent on seeing a doctor recently is already astronomical.

Speaking of which, this hotel looks very expensive... Yang Mianmian's heart skipped a beat, thinking that seeing a doctor would cost him six-figure bills.

"It's not expensive, I have a card." Jing Chu quickly comforted her, the little miser. He is not a person who spends money just because his family has money, but his parents never give a lot, but the older he gets, the less he cares. That's all.

Yang Mianmian lay on the pillow in frustration: "I still wanted to make money, but ended up spending a lot of money first."

Jing Chu came over with a deck of cards and tried to divert her attention: "Come on, play cards." Now he no longer talks to her deliberately with his mobile phone or writing, but uses actions to show his actions while talking, Yang Mianmian You can understand it even if you can guess it, and it will save her from always worrying that she can't hear.

Just when the waiter brought in the food, Jing Chu made a bet with her, whoever loses will drink, Yang Mianmian snorted: "I can beat you like this."

"You try."

The clock was ticking. At one o'clock in the morning, Jing Chu harvested a little drunk cat. Yang Mianmian sat on his lap and touched him vigorously: "Where are you hiding? You must be out of luck, otherwise how could I lose? I calculated well, it is impossible to be wrong, you must have made a mistake, you just bullied me and can't hear it now, right?"

"You're cheating if you can hear it." Jing Chu patted her butt, "I'd like to accept the bet, Yang Mianmian."

Yang Mianmian's cheeks were hot and dizzy, pretending that she didn't understand at all, she tilted her head and looked at him: "What are you talking about, I can't hear you!"

"Oh, let's talk about something you can understand."

Outside the suite, the pirate lying in front of the huge floor-to-ceiling windows calmly looked at the sky outside: the moon in foreign countries does not look rounder than the domestic one.

(End of this chapter)