Over the years of practicing medicine, he has heard countless similar questions.
When the patient's family members know that it is not feasible, they care too much about the patient and eagerly hope that the patient will get better, so they ask some extreme or dementia questions.
But he never thought that one day he would hear these words from the cold-tempered Gu Mingjun.
It shows that he is serious about that girl.
Sighing, the old professor patted Gu Mingjun's shoulder with his hands all around:
"Mingjun, I can understand your mood."
"But her current situation is far more complicated than we thought."
"Don't think about hurting yourself to help her regain her light. This is impossible and cannot be done."
"We study medicine to treat illnesses and save people, but saving people is never achieved by hurting another person."
"I hope you won't have this idea in the future, and I might as well tell you clearly.
You'd better protect your eyes, because it's very likely that she won't be able to see the light again in her life."
"She's stronger than you think."
Gu Mingjun pursed his lips tightly. Of course he knew that Bai Cha was very strong.
But just because she is so strong and sensible makes people feel even more distressed!
He couldn't say such pretentious words, so he thanked Professor Wang, and then Gu Mingjun left.
Looking at Gu Mingjun's back, the professor couldn't help but sigh.
This kid is obviously over the top.
He couldn't persuade him.
After thinking about it, I called my old friend.
When Gu Mingjun returned to the car, he found Bai Cha holding a book for the blind.
Her fingers moved very slowly.
She is still not used to Braille.
Hearing the sound of the car door opening, Bai Cha's fingers stopped and she turned her head slightly: "Did you find your phone?"
Gu Mingjun responded: "Bring it back.
Sorry for leaving you in the car for so long."
The man's voice was too soft, and Bai Cha was sensitive to the fact that the man's mood was not high.
This was the first time she had detected negative emotions from a man so directly.
Is it because of her eyes?
He spread his arms and naturally wanted to give Gu Mingjun a hug.
As soon as his body stretched out less than half a meter, Bai Cha was tightly restrained by the seat belt, making it difficult for him to move any further.
Gu Mingjun turned his head and saw Bai Cha's arms awkwardly raised in the air.
Seeing her petite body being trapped by the seat belt, Gu Mingjun couldn't help but laugh out loud.
This smile made Bai Cha angry: "Why are you laughing!"
Gu Mingjun understood that Little Rabbit's face was very valuable: "Ahem, I'm not laughing at you, I just saw a joke."
Bai Cha curled his lips.
This lie was so carelessly crafted:
"Then tell me, what joke did you see?"
The smile on Gu Mingjun's face stopped abruptly.
He rarely looked at such non-nutritious things and didn't think there was anything funny about them.
When he suddenly needed it, he racked his brains and finally remembered a joke that made the two students laugh.
With a low cough, he said seriously:
"One day, a little yellow duck was crossing the road. It was hit by a car, and then it yelled 'croak'.
From then on, it turned into a gherkin."
The corners of Bai Cha's mouth twitched slightly.
This joke is so cold.
Especially with Gu Mingjun's cold and serious tone, it became even colder.
"Professor Gu."
Gu Mingjun looked at Bai Cha, waiting for her next words.
"If you don't know how to tell it, we don't have to tell it, but please don't waste the bad jokes."
Gu Mingjun raised his eyebrows slightly: "Laugh at me? Come on then!"
"I can't tell jokes." Bai Cha confessed.
"Then you are not as good as me. I can at least speak."
Bai Cha thought of the serious tone of the other party's academic discussion and suppressed a smile: "Yes, I lost."
The next second, Bai Cha's chin was lifted, and a moist and lingering kiss fell.
After the kiss ended, Bai Cha's lips were numb.
Before she could reflect on the kiss, the man's broad and warm palm rubbed the top of her head.
"You have a sincere attitude in admitting your mistakes. This is your reward. You can go home."
Bai Cha pouted, not bothering to argue with the childish man.
Gu Mingjun had already bought a gift for visiting his mentor, and was just waiting to go with Bai Cha.
After lunch, Gu Mingjun took a nap with white tea in his arms.
At three o'clock in the afternoon, Bai Cha changed her clothes and put on light makeup before going out with Gu Mingjun.
The residence of Gu Mingjun's mentor is not too far from their residence, only half an hour's drive away.
After getting off the car, Bai Cha wanted to carry a gift but Gu Mingjun refused.
Gu Mingjun went upstairs with the gift in one hand and the white tea in the other.
Sheng Qiuping and his wife had already prepared early when they heard that Bai Cha and Gu Mingjun were coming.
The moment she saw Bai Cha, Sheng Qiuping nodded appreciatively, and the woman next to him with gray hair and particularly outstanding temperament also lit up.
Although she had seen photos of white tea before, the old lady was still amazed when she saw it in person.
"This is Cha Cha. She is really beautiful. She matches Ming Jun's talented daughter very well. Come on, come on. Stop standing there. I'll get you the strawberries I just bought."
Bai Cha was at a loss for the old lady's enthusiasm for a moment, but quickly reacted and talked to the old lady with a smile.
Gu Mingjun and Sheng Qiuping had something to discuss, and Bai Cha was here to accompany the old lady.
The old lady is very gentle, speaks very measuredly, and has a high emotional intelligence.
He never mentioned the problem of Bai Cha's eyes from beginning to end, but kept emphasizing how well he and Gu Mingjun matched.
Then he asked Bai Cha where he went to school.
After hearing that Bai Cha was learning dance, the old lady couldn't help but become worried.
Although I know that blind people can dance, this road is not easy to walk.
"Have you ever thought about changing your major?"
Bai Cha shook his head slightly: "I like dancing very much."
The old lady looked at Bai Cha: "It will be very tiring. Have you talked to Mingjun?"
"not yet."
"What I want to say is that love cannot rely solely on the understanding of the heart. If you guess wrong once, you will be disappointed. You have to tell him your thoughts, and he will understand and understand you accurately."
As she said this, she handed a strawberry to Bai Cha: "Don't mind the nagging old lady, Mingjun is also a poor child."
"Mingjun was only fifteen years old when his parents passed away. His parents were engaged in scientific research. They were obsessed with science all their lives and neglected their children, so that the children were not as sensible as they seemed."
"He has a very serious mysophobia. He usually feels awkward even if his parents touch him, but I just saw him holding your hand, Chacha. You are a special being to him."
Bai Cha was stunned.
If the old lady hadn't told her, she wouldn't have known that Gu Mingjun had mysophobia.
Because of this, Gu Mingjun never showed it from beginning to end.
But inexplicably, she was not surprised by this.
Eating strawberries in silence, Bai Cha could hear the sound of the fan spinning and the faint sound of chess being played in the study.
Facing this kind old lady, Bai Cha was finally willing to open her closed heart: "Then he is with me because he doesn't feel uncomfortable in contact with me?"
Yes, if that's the case, then everything makes sense.
If there was such a person who could restore her vision by staying with him, she thought she would be willing to do so.