Chapter 55 Chapter 55 I will give you a status.

Chi Ke was not completely free of suspicion about Ji Qian's true identity.

But there are some facts that he can't figure out, not because of his subconscious mind, which makes him resist thinking deeply.

Ji Qian's words were surprising, yet not so surprising.

After all, if he also traveled through a book, the logic of everything would be explained.

Chi Ke should have made a joke and said what a coincidence to his fellow villager.

But when he thought of his own death, he just looked at Ji Qian, and all those words were pressed down by the heavy stone, and he couldn't say a single word.

He had been in critical condition so many times after the age of 21, but he never felt any tears in his eyes. Now that Ji Qian was standing in front of him alive, he felt grateful for having survived the calamity.

Compared with his silence and forbearance, Ji Qian's reaction was much greater.

As soon as the door opened, Chi Ke was hugged from behind, and the hot breath hit his neck, so chaotic and irregular.

He said nothing, but raised his hand to stroke the furry head until the hand on his waist stopped shaking.

Ji Qian calmed down a little, raised his head, kissed the hair beside his ear very lightly, and said in a whisper that only the two of them could hear: "Fortunately..."

Chi Ke struggled, turned around, leaned against the entrance cabinet, pressed his forehead against his shoulders, and stroked the back of his neck: "Well, fortunately."

Fortunately, your life continues.

The lights in the house were off. They hid from the moonlight leaking in through the windows and embraced each other quietly in the darkness.

After a long time, Chi Ke smiled and said, "Ji Qian, are you crying?"

"No." Ji Qian raised his head, his voice a little nasal, his eyes red, but he really didn't cry, "It's a good day, I don't want to cry."

God knows how much effort he put in to hold it back.

Chi Ke held Ji Qian's face and rubbed the corners of his eyes with his thumb: "Do you still want to talk now?"

"Of course." Ji Qian squatted down, took out two pairs of slippers, and helped him put them on.

"Wash yourself first," Chi Ke looked at the person kneeling in front of him, bent down, and said softly, "Calm down for a while, okay?"

"Okay." Ji Qian nodded and said, "But I don't guarantee that I can calm down."

"Then don't force it." Chi Ke pulled him up, "Go wash up first."

Ji Qian took two steps and looked back at him.

Chi Ke said, "I bought the pajamas on the second floor of the closet two sizes larger. You should be able to wear them."

"Yeah." Ji Qian responded, walked to the bedroom door, and turned back. His amber eyes looked particularly dazzling in the darkness.

Chi Ke tilted his head: "Towels and toiletries are also disposable."

"Okay." Ji Qian turned around and opened the door. Before entering the house, he couldn't help but look back, "I——"

"I like you." Chi Ke said.

Ji Qian slammed his head against the door.

He ignored the red mark on his forehead and looked at Chi Ke in confusion.

Is this so sudden?

"I like you, so I will wait for you and won't leave, no matter how long it takes. Although it may not be obvious, I am not much calmer than you now. Even if you didn't want to talk to me just now, I would have tied you up and talked to you." Chi Ke said, "Ji Qian, if you understand this, is it enough for you to finish this bath safely?"

enough.

enough.

That’s enough.

Not to mention taking a bath, it was enough to support him to run from Mohe to Zengmu Shoal.

Ji Qian rushed into the bathroom quickly, cleaned himself up at the speed of a war, and followed the orders of the owner of the house, sitting on the bed and waiting obediently, like a concubine in ancient times waiting for the emperor's favor.

Seeing Chi Ke walking into the bathroom with clean clothes, Ji Qian felt a little jealous.

He had just taken a shower there.

They use the same shampoo and body wash.

The scent on him is the same as Chi Ke's.

Ji Qian's entire body turned red from his neck to his ears. His head drooped lower and lower. He wanted to roll around on the bed. He repeated to himself three times, "This is someone else's bed, don't do this rashly." However, he suppressed this impulse with his great self-control.

Compared to how fast he could finish cleaning himself in ten minutes, Chi Ke was much slower.

As soon as I came out of the bathroom calmly, I received a strong and enthusiastic gaze.

He walked over and pinched the man's chin: "Are you just going to sit there and wait for me?"

"I've even blow-dried my hair!" Ji Qian sat cross-legged on the bed, looking up at him, his eyes unblinking, as if he couldn't get enough of looking at him, "Can we hold each other and talk?"

Chi Ke almost forgot that this guy was still in a very "gentlemanly" "pursuit" stage.

Although he didn't care, he respected Ji Qian's pace: "Okay."

Ji Qian pressed the issue further: "Can you hug me in any way you want?"

Chi Ke was very curious about what this person could come up with: "Sure."

As soon as he finished speaking, he was put around the waist and turned over on the bed.

Before he lay down, he was lifted up again, with his upper body leaning against the head of the bed, and then a head with slightly damp hair was placed on his stomach. His waist, which had not been freed for a few seconds, was clamped again.

Looking at the person lying next to him, Chi Ke was stunned by this smooth operation.

For a moment, I didn't know whether to marvel at how someone could pick me up so easily, or to sigh at this "hug" that was very principled and had no bottom line.

He exclaimed, grabbing a handful of chestnut hair unhappily: "Satisfied?"

"Just barely enough." Ji Qian got the upper hand and said straight to the point, "How did you ..."

He couldn't utter that word.

"Sudden death." Chi Ke was straightforward and answered without any nonsense. "To be precise, it was not a sudden death. I had serious coronary heart disease before, but it was not serious at the beginning. I had some success in starting a business and successfully obtained two master's degrees... Oh, yes, I was not kidding when I told you that I graduated from Stanford. It was true. I received full scholarships during my school years."

An elder in the family had the same medical history. When he was 21 years old, he fainted and was sent to the hospital for diagnosis. At the most serious time, he suffered from stage 4 heart failure. He gave up his entire career and even had difficulty living. He was really powerless to work, so he had no choice but to sell all his shares and exit the company.

"You can't blame my partner. I took the initiative to bring it up. After all, I had almost completely lost my ability to work." He said calmly, "I needed money urgently at the time. After graduation, I lost the school's medical insurance. Medical treatment was very expensive. When the situation allowed, I returned to China for hospitalization. Because the situation was complicated, there were coagulation disorders, arterial calcification, heart failure... In short, there were various reasons. The conditions did not allow it, so I tried not to have surgery if possible. I took care of it for a long time. When I was discharged from the hospital, I could almost lead a normal life. I found a job."

Ji Qian felt a sharp pain in his internal organs when he heard this. He grabbed his waist and exerted force: "You are still looking for a job after this?!"

Chi Ke sighed: "We need to make money."

Ji Qian choked, every nerve in his body was tense and clamoring, making his whole body hurt.

He suddenly didn't know what to do or what to think.

As a bystander who had no involvement in Chi Ke's past, all words of comfort became powerless in this sigh.

"You know, it costs a lot to see a doctor, especially for a seriously ill patient like me who once needed a machine to keep me alive." Chi Ke patted his head, signaling him not to hold on so tightly. "You've been out of work for so long, do you know how sad I am when I see the bills that are only going out but not coming in?"

Although there is still a lot of savings, we must always prepare for the future. Given his physical condition, he will have to go to the hospital one day. What will he do if he doesn’t have enough money then?

At that time, he had so much energy that he couldn't even unlock his phone, let alone make money.

The days when Chi Ke was lying on the hospital bed and being cared for by nurses were the most embarrassing moments in his life.

"I had a lot of connections at the time, and a foreign company took me in. Their boss and I had business dealings before, and he wanted to help me out, so he gave me a job that paid me a few dozen yuan a year and was easy to do... Tsk, okay, I admit that he pursued me, but I didn't live off him. I revived that dying project, so I deserve millions, not to mention hundreds of thousands."

Although his boss told him not to feel any psychological burden when he started working, as it was just a project team that could not be abandoned for the time being, he could just go in and get paid.

But Chi Ke is not the kind of person who can sit idle. He would just look through materials when he has nothing to do every day. Now that he has found an opportunity to make something worthwhile, he would not just let it go.

The project was revived and the boss was very happy. He promoted him to the position of director during the Chinese New Year.

Ji Qian quickly said: "You don't need to explain, I'm not petty enough to care about this."

On the contrary, he was very grateful to the person who was willing to lend a helping hand at that time. Even if he cared, he cared about why he did not meet Chi Ke earlier in his previous life.

Hold!

The more Ji Qian thought about it, the more uncomfortable he felt.

He was really crazy! He had received an offer from Stanford, so why didn't he go? He had to go to Harvard!

How come Boston and San Francisco are so far apart?

So far back that they never met each other during their overlapping years in college.

Ji Qian had never thought how big the United States was before, but now when he thought back on it, he just felt empty and at a loss.

"But the work was really leisurely. Even if I worked hard, it was still leisurely. I didn't expect..." Chi Ke laughed, "My health was pretty good during that time. I didn't expect that I would die suddenly on the day of my promotion."

His past life was too exciting and rich. He had spent money lavishly, lived frugally, been high-spirited, and been decadent and degenerate. When he was dribbling the ball to the layup on the playground, he never thought that he would later lie motionless in the CCU.

His life was full of ups and downs, his plane tickets traveled across half the globe, and in just twenty-six years he experienced a life of wandering that many people would never experience in their entire lives.

In this way, it can actually be considered perfect.

This was the first time Chi Ke told others about this unknown past, and he couldn't help but be a little absent-minded.

In fact, he still has a lot to say.

For example, when he handed over the company shares, he saw the relieved look on the faces of his partners; his former classmates, who had been with him day and night, rose to high positions one by one, but he could only watch from afar through the small window of the hospital ward; later on, on his way to work, he would always pass by a skyscraper, and he had been a distinguished guest in the reception room on the top floor of this skyscraper...

These are all negative emotions, so there is no need to tell Ji Qian.

I don’t know how long it took, but the hands on my waist gradually loosened.

Ji Qian tried to prop himself up on the bed, but suddenly he lost his strength. The world seemed to be spinning and he fell back on Chi Ke, unable to get up again.

Chi Ke let out an "ouch" sound, and clearly felt the clothes on his abdomen being soaked by the scalding liquid. His hands hung in the air awkwardly, not knowing whether he should put them down.

……Too.

With Ji Qian's imagination and empathy, even if he didn't say it, people could probably imagine his terrible situation during those years.

Chi Ke originally wanted to talk about the injury on his leg as well, but seeing Ji Qian's current condition, he decided to wait for a while before telling him.

Ji Qian gently held his wrist, pressed his thumb on the wound where he had done the angiography, and said in a muffled voice: "Does it hurt?"

As a cardiac surgeon, no one knew those treatments better than him.

There were cries every day in the Cardiology Department. Even though he had seen so many patients, he couldn't help but be moved every time he heard them. The person he loved had suffered almost everything in the CCU...

"It doesn't hurt." Chi Ke said.

Ji Qian raised his head suddenly, his eyes red: "Liar."

You are obviously so afraid of pain.

"I didn't lie to you." Chi Ke smiled casually, as if the story he was talking about was not his own. "If you ask me now, of course it doesn't hurt. I can't recall the pain again, right?"

Ji Qian’s face turned pale: “I’m sorry…don’t think about it.”

"I was just teasing you." Chi Ke wiped the tears from his cheeks with his cool fingertips. "It sounds like a lot of things happened, but time actually passed very quickly. I can't think too much about it. Everything is fine now. Okay, Ji Qian, I've said so much, now it's your turn."

Ji Qian sighed heavily, as if he wanted to let out all the anger in his heart.

He moved a little slowly, took a wet wipe from the bedside table, slowly tidied up his appearance, leaned back on his waist, and said slowly: "There was a landslide, most of the medical team should be gone."

It was as if a biting cold wind was blowing straight into his heart. Chi Ke's body subconsciously stiffened slightly. The eyelashes that had originally fallen naturally on his eyelids seemed to be pulled violently by an invisible hand and began to tremble.

Ji Qian lived abroad until he was five years old. Later, because of his mother and brother's work, he returned to China to study for a few years. When he was in junior high school, his mother was busy with work, so he went to school with his father, skipping grades all the way. After graduating from the undergraduate program in biochemistry, he applied to Harvard Medical School and obtained a double doctorate.

"My major is more inclined towards research, but after graduation I felt that I was still young and I had to try a different path, so I returned to China." Ji Qian's tone was not regretful, and he narrated calmly, "My family is quite wealthy, and there is no pressure to find a job. It is never too late to do research, and it doesn't matter if I waste time. My parents and my brother also support all my decisions. Before the accident, I participated in three rescue operations."

The word "rescue" always appears together with natural disasters and man-made disasters.

"Accident" is the most common word in this matter.

"When the ground started to shake, I was completely stunned. It was so sudden that I had no time to react... But I managed to protect the two little patients." He felt relieved at this point. "Anyway, they were safe before I lost consciousness. They should be able to wait for rescue."

In fact, if he hadn't protected the two children, he might not have been injured so badly... But there are no ifs in this world, and we cannot make lucky assumptions about things that haven't happened. No matter what, he has never regretted his original choice.

"The accident happened so suddenly. When I opened my eyes again, I was here... Hey, brother, let's not cry to each other."

Ji Qian turned over, lay on his back on his legs, and reached out to touch his cheek.

"Don't be sad. During that time, I was already preparing to apply for Doctors Without Borders. When I made this decision, I had already thought about what would happen in the future. My parents knew about it, too. They didn't support it, but they respected it. If you want to say it was unexpected, it wasn't a big surprise."

In this materialistic world, he gave up the pursuit of money and power. When faced with many choices, the pure love in his heart naturally became the unique key indicator in making a decision.

"I'm not you, don't cry."

Chi Ke's eyes were red, but he couldn't squeeze out a single tear.

He only felt that his eyes were extremely dry, as if they had been baked by fire, leaving them barren and dry.

Chi Ke held the Buddhist beads on his wrist and said awkwardly: "Your family..."

"They love me very much." Speaking of his family, Ji Qian couldn't help but smile bitterly, "I'm not afraid of death, but when I first came here, I had nightmares for several months. It's quite unfilial, right? They raised me for so long, and I haven't had time to take care of them in their old age, and now they have to work hard to send them off..."

"It's not your fault," Chi Ke loosened his clenched fists, covered his eyes with his hot palms, and whispered, "It's not your fault, Ji Qian, you are the most amazing doctor, they are proud to have you."

Ji Qian smiled and said, "With my brother's comfort--"

"It's not consolation." Chi Ke stared at him with a complicated expression, "Is your mother's name Ji Lanxiao?"

Ji Qian was stunned: "Yes."

Chi Ke finally remembered where he had heard the surname "Ji" before.

Ji Qian should have taken his mother's surname, and his older brother took his father's surname.

The two brothers are three years apart in age. Their mother comes from one of the richest families in Hong Kong, and their father's family is one of the largest conglomerates in the United States, which was already famous in the last century.

Ji Qian is a young master who was truly born and raised with a silver spoon in his mouth, and is the legendary super rich second generation among the rich second generations.

To put it in an equivalent way, people from the Leng family, the Su family, and the Sima family would never have the chance to appear in a social occasion with Ji Qian without relying on backdoor connections.

"You came here in 26 years, right? I came one year later than you, so I'm gone in 27 years." Chi Ke spent most of that period lying in bed. His weak body left him no time to pay attention to news from the outside world.

I have the impression that there was indeed a report of a natural disaster at the beginning of the year that caused a huge sensation, with countless deaths and injuries. After the incident was over, it was said that the victims' way home was filled with flowers presented by people from all over the world.

"You should have made a will. Your mother and brother have been doing charity work in your name all over the world. I saw her interview." He said regretfully, "I'm sorry, I was not in good condition at the time and didn't read it carefully. I can only remember the general idea."

Chi Ke tried hard to recall and relayed to Ji Qian what he remembered. He desperately searched for those fragmentary written memories in his mind and told them to him word by word.

Although the content is very long and the expression is not coherent, every word is filled with a mother's deep longing for her son, as well as -

“Ji Qian, they are always grateful for your coming.”

Chi Ke gently wiped the tears from Ji Qian's eyelashes and whispered, "Me too."

Maybe the gods really heard his prayers, so in his second life, Ji Qian came to his side.

"...I should thank you." Ji Qian stood up and turned off the desk lamp. The room instantly fell into darkness, with only the faint moonlight coming in from the window shining on the ground.

He gently pulled Chi Ke, then turned over and lay on top of him, holding him tightly with both hands, his voice trembling with an imperceptible tremor: "Do you know how important these are to me?"

Ji Qian is a man with a very unique way of thinking.

When he was in college, he was often so busy with study and research that he didn't sleep for days and nights, and at one point he wondered if he would die suddenly.

Therefore, he would write a suicide note every year, thinking that if something unexpected happened to him, he could send it to his family so that they would not be too sad. This was quite foresighted.

All in all, my parents and brother should have received twelve suicide notes, and he said almost everything he wanted to say in them.

Even so, he was still very worried that time would only hide such worries and concerns, not weaken them.

He thought this was an unsolvable problem in his lifetime, but now Chi Ke told him personally that the people he cared about were all living well, and they didn't blame him and still loved him.

To him, this was no different from a miracle.

Chi Ke thought: Fortunately, I survived that year.

No one knew that during the period when his heart failure was the most severe, he tried to commit suicide by removing the oxygen mask in the CCU, but unfortunately he failed and was stopped in time by the nurse.

Fortunately, it didn’t succeed and I survived for 26 years.

Is this considered God's will?

"You're right," Chi Ke patted his shoulder, "Maybe we really are destined to be together."

Ji Qian uttered a soft "hmm" in his throat and said in a muffled voice, "Chi Ke."

Chi Ke responded: "Yes."

"Chi Ke." Ji Qian called again, with a bit more stubbornness in his voice. He subconsciously clenched the corners of Chi Ke's clothes with both hands, and his knuckles turned slightly white.

Chi Ke still patiently agreed: "I'm here."

"Did you just say you like me?" Ji Qian didn't even look up, and rubbed against him uneasily, "Does that mean I've won you over?"

Chi Ke said with a smile: "You are not as patient as I thought."

"I can't stand it anymore." It can be heard that Ji Qian is very anxious, "I want to rely on you for the rest of my life, do you agree?"

He's quite good at playing rogue.

"What if I don't agree?" Chi Ke asked deliberately.

Ji Qian was not annoyed: "Then I will depend on you for the rest of my life without any status or reputation."

He doesn't want to wait or try anymore. He can deal with all the messy adaptations later. Now he just wants to stick with someone for the rest of his life.

No matter how much people try to persuade them, it is destined that they will be together!

"You can't get rid of it anyway, right?" Chi Ke laughed, "Okay, if you promise me one thing, I'll give you a status."

Ji Qian nodded wildly: "You tell me what you say."

Chi Ke smiled slightly, raised his hand, and tucked a strand of his hair behind his ear: "Let's just stop crying today. My life is not all down. When I mention my past in the future, I hope you can understand it with a new and happy attitude, and not be so sad. Can you do it?"

He doesn't want to have a bitter relationship.

Ji Qian should be happy when the name Chi Ke is mentioned. This is what it means to be in love, not two unlucky guys getting together to complain and lick each other's wounds.

It's okay to lick it occasionally, but it would be too boring if you do it all the time.

No one's relationship is all negative.

Ji Qian narrowed his eyes and said, "Then you can't be hypocritical. You have to do this too."

"No problem." Chi Ke agreed without thinking.

“…”

As if the mute button had been pressed, a subtle and awkward silence quietly spread in the room.

After a long while, Ji Qian stammered, "Now, will you consider me as..."

"Boyfriend." Chi Ke bit his ear. "One last question. Have you read this book before you came here?"

Ji Qian: “Yes.”

Chi Ke was curious: "Can I ask what your motivation is for reading this kind of...article?"