Ellen whispered: "You are a medicine man, and your physique is different from ordinary people. Why is it that only your heart can be used to induce medicine, but not others? This proves that your heart is the key."
Xia Qianchen looked at her: "So?"
"Even if an ordinary person's heart is replaced, there will still be rejection reactions, so it may not be suitable..." Ellen's voice became obviously softer, "You are a medicine person, and an ordinary person's heart is not suitable for you at all."
Xia Qianchen nodded.
Although it is unexpected, it is also reasonable.
If a heart could be placed casually and people could survive, the 50 or so people who had died in the past would not have died in vain.
Perhaps it was because there were too many bad news and too many twists and turns, so she was unusually calm: "So, how long can I live?"
Ellen didn't answer and looked at Qian Yu again.
After another mysterious silence fell in the ward, Qianyu said, "Sister, I'm going to buy you some food."
He turned around and strode out. Ellen shouted: "Xia Qianyu!"
"Take good care of my sister." As soon as he finished speaking, the ward door slammed shut.
Xia Qianyu walked down the corridor with a fierce momentum, a sharp weapon stretched out from his hand, and the emotions that had been raging in his chest were violently swept and collided, with nowhere to vent.
His hands pressed against the wall.
As they walked along, the walls were marked by sharp cracks made by weapons, and sparks flashed.
The people in the corridor were frightened by this ferocious momentum...
"Qianyu..."
Xia Qianchen screamed continuously. In fact, every time she spoke or breathed, her chest hurt.
But she seemed to be used to the pain and felt weak and numb.
"Don't move, I'll stop him right away."
"Can you stop me? His personality..." I am afraid that he will go to that group of people and fight for his life.
"Don't worry, Qianyu will be fine." Ellen pressed Xia Qianchen's body and took out her mobile phone to call.
He didn't answer Xia Qianyu's call, so she had to contact the personnel stationed near the hospital to intercept it.
Xia Qianchen leaned on the bed, feeling completely hopeless.
At this time, she felt that it really didn't matter whether she died or not, but she didn't want anyone to be hurt because of her. If she was alive and needed so many people to protect her with caution and fear, it would be better...
Maybe Qianyu will feel more relaxed and no longer have to fight or get hurt because of her.
Perhaps Young Emperor Nangong will forget about it over time, look away, and find his own happiness.
Ellen closed her phone, took the water and asked, "Are you thirsty?"
Xia Qianchen shook her head.
"How can I not be thirsty..."
Xia Qianchen didn't feel anything at all. She only felt that her mouth was bitter, her throat was bitter, and maybe even her blood was bitter.
Ellen took out a small, flat, long box from her boots and opened it, revealing many interlayered pills. She carefully picked up one of them: "This is the antidote to return you to your true self."
Xia Qianchen held it in her hand, but she was not at all happy.
"Bring water and drink it," Ellen said. "The medicine has no side effects and will not cause harm to your body."
"It's not important anymore."
"I still hope you can change back to your original self. I always feel a little awkward looking at you now."
The same goes for Xia Qianchen, who feels awkward every time she looks in the mirror. After her appearance changed, she tried not to look in the mirror.
Xia Qianchen gave her some water and drank it. She felt her face was hot and burning, as if it was melting.
He gently raised his hand and stroked his cheek, feeling that the traces were fading...
"Shall I find you a mirror?"
"No, thanks."
"Are you hungry? Do you want to eat?" Ellen asked again.
Xia Qianchen looked at her. She still had a cold look on her face, but her words of concern made her feel extra warm.
"Ellen, I feel so lucky to be your friend."
"I feel honored to meet you."
"Is it an honor to meet me?" Xia Qianchen smiled and said with empty eyes, "Everyone who has a good relationship with me will be hurt, as if they are cursed. The better the relationship, the greater the hurt I will get."
"Talk less and rest more."
"You will take good care of Qianyu on my behalf, right?"
Ellen's face was serious: "Stop thinking about it."
"I feel relieved to have you taking care of him... You are a good woman, and you two are really compatible."
"What would you like to eat?" She changed the subject and said, "I'll have someone bring it over."
Xia Qianchen shook her head and suddenly asked: "That woman who looks exactly like me, can you help me find out if she is okay?"
Ellen said: "No need to ask, she is safe now."
"That's good."
"What? You have a good relationship?"
"No..." Xia Qianchen smiled faintly and said, "Can I trouble you to help me with something?"
Ellen frowned and said, "If you have something to say, tell me directly, without asking your mother-in-law."
Xia Qianchen laughed again, as if the two of them had known each other and laughed when they were back in prison.
But something about the atmosphere seems to have disappeared and will never come back...
"I have a friend, his name is Leng Tianchen, he is the young master of the Leng family," Xia Qianchen said, "He is sick. I want to know... how is he doing now?"
"Okay, I will check it for you."
"Thank you. If you find him, be sure to notify me."
Ellen said readily: "No problem, there is also Mr. Nangong, I can inform him immediately."
"No!" Xia Qianchen was about to sit up excitedly.
Ellen hurriedly supported her body again: "I told you to stop moving."
"Well... don't inform him..." Xia Qianchen said with panic eyes, "Don't, I beg you."
"What's wrong?"
"I don't want to see him anymore." She turned away, not ashamed to see him again, and also afraid of seeing him.
Afraid of the way he looked at her, whether it was cold or sad or distressed...
Their meeting only brought great sadness to Young Emperor Nangong once again.
Xia Qianchen clenched his fists: "I have something else to ask you for help with."
"Just say it," Ellen scolded, "don't act like an old man giving his last words."
As soon as these words fell, the two fell silent again.
"Please help me find out about my life experience... IVF, medicine man, my parents, I want to hear the most detailed and true answer to everything." Xia Qianchen looked up at her, "By the way, if that
If this man is still alive in the world, I would like to meet him..."
"meet him?"
"I want to see what kind of heart he is made of, so that he would not hesitate to make so many test-tube babies to be buried with him in order to survive."