The next day, the two went to the city in Ireland, and the largest and most advanced hospital asked about IVF related matters.
In short, everything is not as simple as Xia Qianchen thought.
Before doing IVF, the man and the woman need to take medicine, such as ovulation-inducing drugs, etc. There are also many trivial matters such as taking photos, checking, and egg retrieval.
Xia Qianchen and Nangong Shaodi first had a physical examination to see if they were suitable for IVF.
Fortunately, Rhode ran errands to do some of the procedures, and Nangong Shaodi also took good care of her. She could sit and never stand, and would wait and never walk.
After a series of work, it was already dark when they left the hospital.
Xia Qianchen held her hungry belly and had a meal nearby.
It was so coincidental that I returned to the small restaurant they last came to Ireland.
Seeing the wheat ears and watchmen on the plate, Xia Qianchen smiled slightly, feeling like he was a different life...
"He is still looking at its wheat ears," Xia Qianchen whispered, "Even I have mustered up the courage to pick love off."
"Repent?"
"Why do you regret it?" Xia Qianchen smiled and said, "I only regret why I didn't muster up the courage earlier."
Nangong Shaodi Qingjun smiled, took a tissue to wipe off her forehead sweat, and lowered his head to cut potato slices for her.
Xia Qianchen held his chin and stared at him in the warm lights, a little fascinated...
He sat beside her, his handsome face still so heart-warming.
Suddenly, a fierce conversation came from the next door:
"How memory is stored has been a very controversial issue."
The other party spoke English, and Xia Qianchen understood immediately.
She was curious about this topic, so she listened more carefully.
"Classic theory holds that the brain stores memories like a warehouse. Memory fragments are stored in the brain like goods. This is called the 'warehouse model'. Human memory is a system of information that stores and obtains sensory collections. According to this theory,
,The memory may be divided into pieces and stored in the nerve root..." The man turned his back to Xia Qianchen and was discussing fiercely with an Irishman.
"Memory can be stored, so can memory be derived from the brain like a computer?"
Xia Qianchen suddenly had a bright look and asked Nangong Shaodi.
The scientist turned around when he heard Xia Qianchen's voice.
The big beard was full of friendly smiles: "Ms., your idea is also something we are specializing in, and it is not impossible."
Xia Qianchen smiled politely: "Sorry, have you disturbed?"
“On the contrary, if the lady doesn’t mind, she can participate in our discussion.”
Xia Qianchen's eyes shining: "Is that OK?"
"No problem at all." The gentleman's style made the man pick up the wine glass and give Xia Qianchen a friendly invitation.
Xia Qianchen glanced at Nangong Shaodi and picked up the red wine beside the table: "I'll go over."
Nangong Shaodi's face was cold and his sharp eyes swept away, and Xia Qianchen had already left the seat.
Through conversation, Xia Qianchen learned that these were two scientists.
When she saw that the business card given by the bearded gentleman was actually in Chinese subtitles, she said in surprise: "Are you Chinese?"
"I'm a British man who serves the Chinese," he smiled and said in Chinese instead, "My boss is Chinese."
"You speak Chinese very well."
Meeting Chinese people in a foreign land undoubtedly brings each other closer together.
Xia Qianchen boldly asked questions, raised his own doubts, opinions, and talked freely.
Until Rhode comes and reminds him: "Grandma, your supper."
Xia Qianchen came to his senses and saw Nangong Shaodi leaning on the chair, his face cold and deep, and his beastly eyes were tightly stooping at her. I don’t know how long I had been looking at her.
Xia Qianchen realized the passage of time and said goodbye: "Mr. Adolf, it's great to know you, and the conversation tonight was very pleasant."
Adolf smiled: "If you are interested in the storage of memory, please feel free to contact me. I will return to China in a week."
"I believe we still have a chance to meet again."
Xia Qianchen returned to her seat and looked at the potato slices cut for her by Nangong Shaodi on the plate.
"Thank you," she said flatteringly, "you cut so beautifully."
Nangong Shaodi didn't say anything, leaning against the back of the chair, his eyes were still dark.
Xia Qianchen ate potato chips quickly, knowing that he had done something wrong, which made him feel unhappy, so he had to act like a good person.
But after she finished eating, the food on Nangong Shaodi's plate was basically not moved.
"I've been running around for a day, aren't you hungry?" Xia Qianchen asked with concern, "Is it not to your taste?"
Nangong Shaodi asked coldly: "Are you full?"
"Um."
He stood up, picked up his coat from his chair and left.
Xia Qianchen was stunned for a moment, quickly got up, and followed him closely.
When he passed by the next table, Adolf said goodbye to Xia Qianchen, and Emperor Nangong's face immediately became stinky and darker.
His strong aura was emitting, and the oncoming waiters were almost hit.
The revolving glass door was pushed open with force, and when it closed, it turned several times, which showed his strength...
Xia Qianchen felt nervous and hurriedly followed Nangong Shaodi out of the restaurant.
After finally catching up with him, she hugged his arm and asked, "Are you angry?"
He was about to pull his hand away.
"I know I'm wrong... Let's not quarrel, okay?" Xia Qianchen grabbed him, "Didn't we agree to have a good talk no matter what happens, and don't be angry?"
Nangong Shaodi's arm was stunned and froze.
Xia Qianchen knew that he was really trying his best to let her go. If he wasn't very angry, he wouldn't have shrugged his face for him.
"Don't arrange my future life without authorization." He finally warned after getting in the car.
"I don't have it, I'm just really interested in the storage of memory..." Xia Qianchen shook his head and said, "Don't you think it's very novel?"
"Xia Qianchen," he stared at her coldly, "Don't think I don't know what you are thinking."
“…”
"Yes, Master Emperor knows the young lady the best." Rhode quickly smoothed out the situation.
"How much do you know?" Xia Qianchen changed the topic.
"Uh, this... the young lady shook her butt, and the emperor knew what you were going to do next."
"What are you doing? Farting?"
Rhodes laughed.
Xia Qianchen also cooperated and smiled while shaking Nangong Shaodi's arm. His gloomy face gradually improved.