Chapter 222 Mei Nan is dead

Mei Nan's injury was more serious than expected.

Nan Song, Song Cheng, Ji Yun, and others have all come to see her, and the hospital's experts have held several meetings, but Mei Nan's injuries are simply too severe.

She wasn't just injured by the explosion; both her legs were broken, she had knife wounds in her abdomen and chest, and she was also shot once. Her internal organs were covered in wounds.

It's already quite an achievement that we've managed to hold on this long.

Yu Yan and Shao Muyan met the special forces soldiers who went to Lanhe for rescue, not in an official setting, but through a private introduction by Nan Song and Yu Jinwen.

It was only then that I learned that these special forces soldiers were all Yu Jinwen's former comrades-in-arms.

The operation was confidential, so they didn't say much, and Yu Yan and the others didn't ask any further questions.

Mentioning Mei Nan brings a heavy feeling to everyone's hearts.

Big A said, "Dr. Mei begged us that even her body should be buried in China, so that she wouldn't have to meet with her father and others after death and have her spirit haunt her."

So they did everything they could to bring back Mei Nan and Aunt Mei's ashes.

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Intensive Care Unit.

The hospital had issued a critical condition notice, and Xiang Jingheng, wearing protective clothing, sat down in front of Mei Nan.

He looked at this strong-willed woman, now wrapped up like a mummy, and images of her flashed through his mind.

To his surprise, the image of Mei Nan in his memory changed over time.

She's like a puddle of water; if you throw her into different containers, she'll take on different shapes.

The little girl who was bullied and humiliated in the Xiang Mansion when she was young, the top student who studied hard and focused on her studies at school, Dr. Mei who worked late into the night in the laboratory, focusing on project data, Miss Mei who was eloquent and charming at the dinner table, and the domineering female knight who recklessly confronted thugs on the street...

Which one is the real her?

Or perhaps, each facet of her is a piece of her personality, piecing together a complete Mei Nan.

Xiang Jingheng always knew that she was working very hard to live her life and achieve the life she wanted, and she had also walked her own path to success.

However, life is often about wanting something but not getting it, and things not going as planned.

When Yu Yan entered the intensive care unit wearing protective clothing, she saw the conch shell whistle in Mei Nan's hand and knew that Xiang Jingheng had been there.

She sat down in the chair, looking at Mei Nan's battered and bruised body, feeling a mix of emotions she couldn't quite describe.

"Xiang Jingheng came by, didn't he?"

Yu Yan looked at Mei Nan, "You came back barely alive, is it because you still can't let go of Xiang Jingheng, or you can't let go of Xiang Chu?"

She sighed softly to herself.

The lines on the monitor kept scrolling.

"I do hate you, I hate that you treated me like a pawn on your chessboard, to be manipulated at will. You ran away before I could finish my rant that day, did you think slapping you twice would be enough?"

Yu Yan was still angry when she spoke, and she snorted, "What do you mean by handing me over to Xiang Jingheng? It's your business if you like him, but you slept with him and then made me take responsibility for it, forcibly dragging me into your karma. Is this something a human would do? What's worse, you even switched the children. Have you been watching too many stories of 'the prince being replaced by a raccoon dog'?"

Wearing a mask, Yu Yan's voice sounded muffled.

“I know your personality. Once you set your sights on a goal, you stick to it and won’t give up until you achieve it. I used to admire your sense of purpose and execution, but I never thought you could apply those qualities to me. Do you think so highly of me? I even wonder if you had planned all along to fight with Mei’s father, which is why you dragged me and Shao Muyan into this.”

Mei Nan naturally wouldn't answer her.

In fact, Yu Yan already knew the answer when she asked the question.

After a long silence, Yu Yan said to Mei Nan before leaving, "You don't need to worry about Xiang Jingheng. With the chip you left behind, he can enjoy a life of wealth and luxury for half his life. As for Xiang Chu, the child is yours, but I raised him myself. I have feelings for this child and I really can't let go of him. We get along very well now. I will protect him, so you don't need to worry."

Yu Yan got up and left the intensive care unit, and Mei Nan's fingertips, which were holding the conch shell whistle, twitched slightly.

Shao Muyan was waiting for Yu Yan outside.

The two exchanged a few words briefly and were about to leave when they heard a piercing bang. They froze and turned around abruptly.

The scene before my eyes suddenly became blurry and chaotic.

Medical staff rushed into the intensive care unit, attached equipment, and attempted resuscitation, but the lines on the monitors grew increasingly straight...

Snap.

The conch shell whistle rolled to the ground.

Mei Nan's last breath finally dissipated.

When she died, she was holding the small conch shell whistle lightly in her hand.

That was one of the few sweet moments in her life.

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Yu Yan and Shao Muyan led their team to work in the lab for more than two months, spending the entire Lunar New Year at the experimental center, and finally completed the memory left by Mei Nan.

This initiative marks the first time internationally that a hafnium oxide-based 3D cross-array ferroelectric memory with ultra-low perturbation has been proposed, and the development of a selectorless hafnium-based ferroelectric random access memory has been achieved, representing a major breakthrough in the scientific research field.

The collaboration between Xiangshi Technology and Huaxiang Technology has also sparked a wave of enthusiasm in the technology sector.

The research community, academia, and the technology industry are all thriving.

But some people will never come back.

Mei Nan's grave was chosen by Xiang Jingheng, and next to it is Aunt Mei's grave.

Before going to Blue River, Mei Nan had made a will, dividing her estate into three parts.

One copy was given to Shao Yun, one to Xiang Chu, and one was donated to the welfare home.

All of his technology projects were handed over to Xiang Jingheng for full responsibility.

A bunch of daisies was placed in front of Mei Nan's grave.

It was shortly after the New Year, and the air was still damp and cold. Yu Yan was wearing a black wool coat and looking at the photo on the tombstone, feeling as if she had been transported to another world.

Xiang Jingheng lit a cigarette in the cold wind, which made his chest feel chilly.

"I visited Gan Xiaoxing at the mental hospital."

He coughed lightly and said to Yu Yan.

Yu Yan turned her head slightly, "How is Gan Xiaoxing?"

"The same as always."

Xiang Jingheng didn't say much. When he saw Gan Xiaoxing at the mental hospital, she was sitting in front of the mirror in her hospital gown, muttering to herself and boasting about her achievements in scientific research.

She thought she was still that internet celebrity female scientist, chatting with netizens via live stream.

The papers and projects she mentioned were actually completed with Mei Nan's help.

Gan Xiaoxing has always lived in her own world.

As they left the cemetery, before getting into the car, Xiang Jingheng suddenly asked Yu Yan, "Yu Yan, do you think I'm unworthy of happiness?"

Yu Yan paused, raising an eyebrow.

“Look, whether it’s you, Gan Xiaoxing, or Mei Nan, getting close to me will only bring you misfortune.”

Xiang Jingheng looked at Yu Yan very seriously, his eyes deep and unfathomable. "Is it that I lack the ability to make others happy, or am I just born with a tough fate that makes me prone to bringing misfortune to others?"

Yu Yan said calmly, "I'm doing quite well now, you can't control me."

"..."

Xiang Jingheng was taken aback by her words, but the breath that had been stuck in his chest inexplicably dissipated. "You really are..."

He smiled helplessly.

Now, Xiang Jingheng can't muster any temper in front of Yu Yan.

Whether a person is happy or not depends on their own definition of happiness.

Yu Yan looked at him and said, "Xiang Jingheng, at least Mei Nan was happy when she was by your side."

One sentence was enough to make Xiang Jingheng's eyes redden.