After reading the information, Ye Zhaoyu said, "Okay, Uncle Shen, I'll do my best to help. Is he in a hurry? I've booked a train ticket back to Beijing for tomorrow. It takes about four days to get to Beijing from here."
“No rush. His life is saved now, and it’s not good for him to have surgery again in the short term. We can wait. I’ll write you a letter of introduction, and you can just take it with you when the time comes.” Shen Changchun immediately offered to write the letter of introduction after hearing Ye Zhaoyu’s agreement.
"Okay, tell him my name, my approximate age, and that I'll go to Beijing to find him."
"Sure, why don't you two call each other first, and then arrange a time to meet?" Shen Changchun suggested after thinking for a moment.
“Okay, let’s make a phone call first,” Ye Zhaoyu said, finding no problem with it.
After Ye Zhaoyu finished dealing with her business, it was already noon when she left Shen Changchun's office.
Lin Miaoyin waited in Dean Shen Changchun's office, secretly watching for more than two hours, before she finally saw Ye Zhaoyu come out of the dean's office.
Dean Su still greeted them with a smile, their hands still clasped together.
You slut, can't you live without a man? Or are you trying to get Dean Su to arrange a job for you at the hospital so you can see Brother Jian'an every day?
Old Master Huo is in poor health and has been staying in the hospital for some time. If this goes on for too long, won't their old feelings rekindle?
When Ye Zhaoyu came out, she saw Lin Miaoyin hiding in the corner.
I don't know what kind of nose this person has, but I keep running into her everywhere I go. She's just so unlucky, like she's brought bad luck to her head.
After finishing her business, Ye Zhaoyu ate at the state-run restaurant and prepared to go up the mountain to pay her respects to her mother. She didn't know when she would be able to come back to see her again.
Ye Lingge was buried on the hillside, facing the sea, and that boundless blue seemed to be the refuge of her soul.
"Mom, it's 1977 now, and everything you said has come true. The college entrance exam is about to be reinstated, and I'm going back to Beijing. I don't know when I'll be able to visit you again." Ye Zhaoyu forced a smile as she spoke about recent events.
Ye Zhaoyu leaned tightly against the tombstone, speaking softly to herself, "Mom, I've always listened to you, eaten on time, slept on time, and taken good care of myself."
Also, Mom, I'm divorced from Huo Jianan. I tried my best and gave him three chances. After he refused the food I brought him the third time and refused to get to know me, I stopped trying to communicate with him. Instead, I focused on living my life earnestly, loving myself, and not demeaning myself by thinking I couldn't live without him. Don't you think I'm amazing?
Ye Zhaoyu's eyes revealed deep sorrow, and her tears slid down her cheeks, dripping onto the cold tombstone.
"Mom, do you miss me down there? I miss you so much! When will you come to see me in my dreams?"
She gazed at the distant sea for a long time, her thoughts drifting away.
My mother's teachings echoed in my ears, and those heartwarming scenes flashed before my eyes like a movie.
There will never be anyone in the world who will treat her as unconditionally as her mother.
"Mom, I have to go now. I'll come back to visit you next time. I'll find someone I love, and I won't seek death so easily." Ye Zhaoyu stood up and left with heavy steps.
Not long after Ye Zhaoyu left, two men, one tall and one short, appeared in front of Ye Lingge's grave.
"My goodness, they're finally gone. I wonder if that woman knew there was no one inside, just a coffin and a few pieces of jewelry," the tall man said to the short man.
"They probably don't know, otherwise why would they come here to cry at graves? Let's hurry up and dig up a few more to exchange for money."
"Okay, okay..."
Ye Zhaoyu was halfway down the mountain when she realized she had lost her key. She went back to look for it and ended up at the tomb, where she overheard a conversation between a tall man and a short man.
Seeing them digging the grave filled me with a sliver of hope, so I didn't stop them.
If what they say is true, then her mother may not be dead yet, and there is still a possibility of them meeting again.
If it's fake, and they've bothered Mom, send them down to apologize.
The two dug quickly, and soon the coffin was unearthed and opened.
Ye Zhaoyu quickly went forward to look, and indeed, her mother's body was not inside.
"Who, who is it, a ghost?" The tall and short men only saw a white shadow float by their side, and they were so frightened that they closed their eyes and screamed.
Before Ye Zhaoyu could even feel happy after confirming that her mother might not be dead, she heard a scream.
One person kicked him.
"Ah, a ghost attacked us?" The tall and short men were so frightened that they ran away as fast as they could.
Before long, Ye Zhaoyu was the only one left in the place.
There were some antiques in the coffin, probably put there by those two people.
Her mother's jewelry was still there. Ye Zhaoyu put the things away and turned to leave.
As long as her mother is not dead, that's all that matters.
But who took her away? She was clearly dead at the time, and it was she who put her mother into the coffin with her own hands.
Who exactly is it?
Ye Zhaoyu thought of the masked man from last night who claimed to know her biological father.
Could it be that her own father took her away?
Ye Zhaoyu still had no clue until she went to bed.
She knew everything about the Ye family. Her mother never hid anything from her just because she was young. Except for the man she had a one-night stand with, she told her everything without reservation.
Ye Zhaoyu tossed and turned in bed, unable to sleep, longing to find her mother as soon as possible.
The next morning, after finishing breakfast, Ye Zhaoyu returned to the alley and told her what had happened the day before.
"Young Miss, are you telling the truth? The patriarch isn't dead?" Ye Die, Ye Wu, and Ye Bo asked excitedly.
Uncle Ye never married, and he watched Ye Lingge grow up from a young age, treating her like a daughter. Now, upon suddenly hearing that Ye Lingge was still alive, he was extremely excited.
"Maybe, what I'm saying is possible. Ye Die and Ye Wu, while you're studying, could you also investigate the events surrounding my mother's burial? It's been quite a while, so I don't know if you'll be able to find anything. In any case, you can't give up on your studies," Ye Zhaoyu said, holding Ye Die and Ye Wu's hands.
No matter what, Ye Zhaoyu was determined to return to the capital.
If her mother really didn't die, there are only two possibilities: either she was rescued, or she is in the hands of the enemy.
If we are in enemy hands, we must return to Beijing no matter what.
Her mother in Beijing had many enemies, some from her family, and others who were jealous of her medical skills.
It will take a lot of time to investigate each one thoroughly.
"Young Miss, don't worry, we will definitely investigate thoroughly," Ye Dieye vowed.
"Okay, then Uncle Ye and I will head back to the capital. We'll leave this place to you. See you in the capital."
After Ye Zhaoyu finished speaking, she and Ye Bo took their luggage and headed to the train station.
"Hey, where are you guys headed? Can't keep your place here anymore? Getting ready to leave!"
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